Page 81 of Sparks Flying

I wet my lips, realizing how much I missed him like this.

Surprising us both, I unbuttoned his pants and pushed them to the floor as I dropped to my knees and sucked him into my mouth.

“Bailey,” he moaned in a gruff voice.

Pulling me back up, I pouted as I released him, a little confused why he stopped me.

As if reading my mind, he responded, “It’s not that I don’t want that, but I was only going to last a minute, two tops, if you kept that up.”

I smiled and relaxed. Letting myself enjoy his touches as he kissed me until the fears of the day were gone.

“I want you so badly right now,” he told me.

I nodded. “Yes.”

There needed to be no doubts between us, so when my wolf jumped in and my canines elongated, I smiled to show him.

“You’re certain this is what you want? That I am who you want?”

“I’ve never been more sure about anything,” I confessed. My longer teeth made it sound like I had a speech impediment when I spoke, but he understood.

He gave me a quick kiss before pulling back to allow his beak to surface. I had seen him in his full raven form, but not as he shifted. It was fascinating.

I wasn’t even sure how this was supposed to work. I knew the logistics of a wolf bonding, but not how ravens did it. Maybe we should have talked about it first.

He was watching me for any reservations as he reached out and stroked me in my most sensitive spot.

My knees trembled and my hips bucked against him at the new sensations he was stirring.

His beak disappeared, and I tried not to let my disappointment show.

“Relax, gorgeous. I’m not changing my mind. I just want to make sure your body is ready for this. It’s going to be your first time and I’m a little nervous about the frenzy and not being able to control myself when it starts.”

“Ravens have that too?”

“Yeah. Wolves?”

“So I’ve heard.”

He kissed my neck, talking against the column of my neck as he continued to assault my senses. And when his fingers dipped inside me, I cried out, not from pain, but excitement.

“You’re so tight, babe. Relax.”

“How am I supposed to relax when you’re doing that?”

My hips seemed to have a mind of their own as they bucked in time with his hand. His mouth and free hand seemed to be everywhere, making my head spin from overstimulation.

My orgasm built quickly, and soon I was just on the edge of falling.

“Ready?” he asked.

I was practically blind with need, and he chose then to ask if I was ready.

Through hooded eyes, I saw his beak reappear and this time he didn’t hesitate as he removed his hand and positioned himself between my legs.

I wanted to protest. I was so close and my body was strung tight, ready to explode.

As he pressed himself inside me, he bit down on my shoulder.

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