Page 51 of I Married Amreth

“Very nice,” she said tauntingly as she slowly straightened.

A billion thoughts flashed through my mind, and twice as many words burned my tongue. But something snapped inside me when her hard nipples brushed once more against my chest. Moving at the speed of a striking snake, my right hand grabbed her hair at the nape with a will of its own and drew her face to mine. My tail possessively wrapped around her, flattening her body against mine.

I realized I was kissing her when my mouth brutally pressed against hers in a voracious kiss. The soft rustle of fabric vaguely registered in my brain as the towel fell to the floor as Ciara slipped her arms around my neck. I picked her up, both hands behind her thighs, and she wrapped her legs around my waist. My engorged cock throbbed against her stomach as I deepened the kiss. She sank her fingers through my hair, releasing it from the improvised bun I had tied it into. It cascaded down, and she fisted it on my nape with both hands.

Holding her up with one hand behind her thighs, I caressed her back with the other. Her skin was still a little damp as she had not dried herself after we both rinsed. But I didn’t care, and neither did she.

I broke the kiss and locked eyes with my woman. Words weren’t necessary. She smiled, her hands tightening their hold in my hair. I smiled back and reclaimed her lips. Chest to chest, I carried her back inside.

Chapter 12

Amreth

Each step towards our room had my blood racing through my veins. A burning desire had a pool of lava swirling in the pit of my stomach. I didn’t understand how she could have so easily inflamed me. I meant to give Ciara a prolonged courtship. But right now, all I could think about was how desperately I wanted to lose myself in her, feel every inch of her body wrapped around mine, the sound of her moans in my ears, and the taste of her pleasure on my tongue.

Still supporting her weight with one arm behind her thighs, I blindly opened the bedroom door with my free hand. Ciara eagerly caressing my chest and side was making it even harder to form any rational thought. I wanted… needed more.

I had never entered this room before. As a Warden and Elite Obosian Warrior, my first instinct should be to quickly examine my surroundings to assess any potential threat and tactical details that could be used defensively or offensively should trouble arise. But I only had eyes for the large bed propped in the middle of the back wall.

Still kissing my mate, I made a beeline for it, before carefully laying her down on top of the soft mattress. When I tried to straighten, Ciara tightened her grip around my shoulders, drawing me closer. I chuckled against her lips and gave in. I climbed onto the bed and on top of her. My mate spread her legs so that I could settle between them. Holding my weight with my left forearm resting on the mattress, I broke the kiss and brushed my lips all over her face, and especially on that beautiful crown on her forehead.

Cupping the side of her neck with my right hand, I lifted her chin with my thumb, exposing the palpitating artery that my fangs ached to sink into. But I simply covered her neck with kisses, sucking on the tender flesh in the crook, right before it curved into her shoulder. Ciara’s sigh of delight resonated directly in my cock. I kissed a path down her chest, my mouth watering in advance as I closed in on the prize that had taunted me for what felt like an eternity.

I latched on to her hard little nub like a starving male, sucking and licking it in earnest. My mate rewarded me with a voluptuous moan, a shiver coursing through her when I also tweaked and pinched her left nipple with my fingers.

Lifting my head to look at Ciara’s beautiful face, I summoned my Lumiak in my index finger and sent a small electric discharge on the underside of her nipple. My mate instantly threw her head back as she cried out. A violent spasm shook her body, and her abdominal muscles contracted a few times. Breathing heavily, she lifted her head to look at me in shock.

I gave her a smug grin, baring my fangs in the process in a way that I wanted a little menacing. Used in the right intensity, at the right place, our Lumiak could sent a blast of pleasure so intense, it flirted with an orgasm, without quite achieving it… Well, unless used directly on the clitoris.

Gaze still locked with hers, I poked out my tongue, slowly stretching it. Her jaw dropped when the tip continued past my chin, down to my jugular notch. Another shiver coursed through her. My grin broadened, and her eyes smoldered when I lowered my head again to lick a trail down her flat stomach towards my even greater prize.

The delectable scent of her musk had my cock throbbing with need. It grew stronger with each second in tandem with her arousal. Finding my woman’s petals already slick for me fanned the flames of the brazier burning deep within me. They were the loveliest shade of pink and dark brown with a hint of purple. Although her engorged clitoris was begging for my attention, the need to taste my mate rode me too hard.

I teased her slit with the tip of my tongue, which was pointier than a human’s. Ciara gasped, and her left hand closed around my main right horn. That instantly sent a bolt of lust in my groin. I wanted her to grab both my main horns and tug on them. But I could wait. I could only pray she would do that once I was balls deep inside her.

I pushed my tongue in her slit. The tart taste of her essence set my loins ablaze. A hungry growl of approval vibrated in my throat as I pressed my mouth against her sex and sank my tongue even deeper in. A strangled cry escaped Ciara, and her right hand latched onto my other horn. My cock ached and palpitated with the need to claim her, but I focused on my feast.

The sound of her moans in my ears was the sweetest music as I began to fuck her with my tongue. Her inner walls were so warm and soft, imagining how they would feel around my length was driving me insane. I accelerated the movement of my tongue dipping in and out. To enhance her pleasure, I made sure to systematically rub my lingual piercing against the sensitive bundle of nerves of her G-spot.

In no time, Ciara’s hips were gyrating, her grip tightening around my horns. It wasn’t quite as firmly as I liked, but each involuntary tug still resonated directly in my cock. Only once her legs began shaking around my face did I finally give her clitoris the long overdue attention it deserved.

Without stopping to plunder her tight sheath with my tongue, I rubbed her little nub with my thumb. I barely brushed against it before my woman went off. She cried out, her body seizing as ecstasy swept her away. Ciera’s essence poured on my tongue, and I greedily devoured every drop. My thumb and mouth kept her flying high for a while longer. At last, I relented and lifted my head to peer at her.

My mate looked a little dazed, her lips parted as she breathed heavily. The fast rise and fall of her chest only drew my attention back to her perky breasts. As much as I wanted to bury myself inside her and feel her climax on my cock, I wasn’t done playing with her.

I knelt between my woman’s thighs and parted her legs wider, leaving her fully bare and exposed to my possessive gaze. Tharmok smite me! She was breathtaking, and mine. All mine. I would have her screaming my name over and over again before the end of the night.

Ciera blinked, startled by a sudden movement at the edge of her vision, before realizing it was my tail joining the party. Her eyes widened as she watched it slither over her stomach, glide over each of her breasts, teasing the hard buds along the way. Her breath hitched when it resumed its journey upward and wrapped around her neck. Resting both palms on the mattress on each side of her, I leaned forward to study her features as I began to tighten my tail, slightly constricting her airways.

I altered my vision to examine her aura for any sign of distress or discomfort. It blasted me with a mesmerizing rainbow of colors that had my mouth instantly water with theneed to taste her energy. It took every ounce of my willpower not to give in to the urge to gorge on her emotions.

Although keeping it wrapped around Ciara’s neck, I loosened my tail’s grip only to extend its tip towards her mouth. Without needing any instruction, my mate immediately parted her lips to welcome it. A low, animalistic growl vibrated through my chest as she began sucking on it in a lascivious way that set my blood ablaze.

Baring my fangs at her, I closed my right hand around my cock, squeezing the base almost painfully to silence its need to erupt. Each motion of her head as she bobbed over my tail resonated straight in my cock. When my woman twirled her tongue around the tip, I could almost feel it on my glans. Fuck, if I let her carry on, Ciara could make me climax just from this. I feared how quickly she would make me fall apart if it was my cock she was lavishing this much attention on.

She gasped, looking almost outraged when I suddenly pulled my tail away. She attempted to argue, but I choked her neck with it, my face stern, making it clear she was to behave. For a split second, I braced for the possibility she might rebel. I didn’t want a true submissive as I didn’t consider myself a Dom in the traditional sense. However, as much as I liked having control in the bedroom, I didn’t oppose the occasional exchange of power if my partner wanted to take the lead.

But right this instant, I wanted to have my way with her, which required her submission. Obviously, I would relent if she clearly opposed it and could only hope she wouldn’t.

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