Page 39 of Hex and Scales

She whimpered as he brought his mouth between her legs, his tongue sliding slowly up to tease her clit. It throbbed and he obliged, licking at it fiercely.

It was like he knew secrets of her body she didn’t even know. Ren was a master. He drew out her orgasm in such a pleasant way that she was gripping the pillow behind her head, tugging at it to keep from ripping apart the mattress.

Her climax built slowly as he worked his fingers in her. His tongue pressed hard but not fast against her clit. The same with his fingers. They were rubbing the perfect spots, but he was doing it soft and slow enough to keep her from finishing.

“Ren!” Sabine cried out as she bucked her hips. “Please.”

“Trust me,” he murmured.

She wasn’t sure if she could wait that much longer. She sat up and flipped around, so they were face to face.

“Lie on your back,” she demanded. He climbed onto the mattress and flopped onto his back.

His cock was hard as a rock and Sabine straddled his face as she gripped his erection. “Good?” she asked.

“Amazing,” he groaned as she ran her tongue up his length.

“Mm,” she whimpered, moving her hips above him in a silent question.

Another shiver worked up her spine, but it was worth it as his mouth claimed her. He licked her with a fury she’d been dying for, and she rotated her hips, finding the perfect friction so that her climax would start to build.

Sabine worked his length into her mouth as his tongue dipped inside of her, moaning as heat pooled in her core. She pushed him deeper into her mouth, grinding her hips against his face until stars exploded behind her eyes.

Ren released her once she had finally come back down. He immediately flipped her onto her back, twisting her around so that her head was on the pillows. He towered over her with a sex-god look.

Ren stared down at Sabine,her arousal apparent from how strong her scent was as she waited beneath him. He leaned back on his heels in front of her, watching the way she dripped onto the sheets below. She was more than ready for him.

He pulled her against him, pressing his cock against her clit and running up and down her folds. She whimpered, but he kept her legs pressed open as he did so, keeping her still as he teased her.

“Do you want to come again?”

She looked up at him from beneath her thick lashes, her eyes shining brightly and her hair spread out around her head like ahalo. It made it hard to not just give in right then, but his alpha side roared to dominate her, to take her in every way.

“Yes,” she whispered, giving him a soft pout.

He leaned forward, pressing one palm beside her head, and using the other hand, he pinched her wrists together and pushed them above her head. Ren captured her mouth, his salty taste mixing with her tangy one in a complete symphony that made his cock jerk against her.

Sabine ground her hips forward in a silent question, and he needed it more than she did at this point. He cocked his hips back, ready to drive into her, when he leaned down to whisper in her ear.

“You’re mine,” he told her. He pushed his hips up, feeling the way her body jerked around his length, and a harsh cry escaped her throat.

Her breathing had already turned uneven as he ground his hips against hers, feeling the way her walls expanded around him. “I need to touch you,” she pleaded, fighting his tight grasp.

Ren shook his head. “Not just yet.”

Before she could protest, he rocked himself back and slammed into her over and over. He drove himself deeply into her until her screams were deep growls and her claws came out.

His balls clenched as he saw her teeth had elongated, and he finally dropped her wrists to plant his forearms on either side of her body. With his body anchored over hers, he started to pound into her, and Sabine screamed at the viciousness of it.

Her hands flew up around his neck, her nails raking down his back. They bit into his skin, and he hissed. “My little wild cat likes it.”

He ran his hand across the back of her thigh and ass. A deep moan in her throat let him know she did, in fact, like it, so he gripped the flesh there.

Sabine clung to his shoulders, and her mouth pressed against his skin as he rocketed into her. It was intense, and even Ren was struggling to hold on, but the broken panting from her was propelling him.

As he dug deeper into her, she bit into his shoulder, and there was something different about it. He liked it, feeling more connected to her than before. When she started to withdraw from him, he shook his head.

“Bite harder,” he instructed, and when she did, he growled. The fire in his palms seared into her flesh, leaving his imprint.

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