Page 10 of Blood, Shadow & Claw

"Good girl," he murmured in a husky voice, low and thick with arousal. "You're so tight...so wet for me." His words were like molten honey, warming me from within and making me squirm in pleasurable delight.

The achingly slow thrusting of his fingers began to pick up pace, each stroke pushing me closer to that precipice of pleasure I was so desperately seeking. The hot, tight coil inside me started to knot even tighter as every nerve ending became hyper-focused on what Ajax was doing between my legs.

"Oh...oh god!" My breath hitched as Ajax angled his fingers upward, hitting an elusive spot deep inside me that sent shockwaves of pleasure radiating through my body. His rhythm became more relentless, mercilessly pounding into me over and over again until I was trembling from the sensations.

"Daddy..." My whimpers escalated into cries as I clenched around him, the pleasure too much yet not enough. It was overwhelming but all-consuming simultaneously, and I wanted - no, needed - more.

"There you go, baby," he growled, reading the desperation in my eyes. His thumb increased its pressure on my swollen bud, circling it faster until I could feel myself unraveling under his touch.

My world exploded as waves of ecstasy rocked through me. Each wave hit harder than the last, taking control of every fiber of my being, leaving nothing unscathed by its intoxicating force. My wholebody bucked against him, seeking more friction, needing more contact to ride out the orgasm that washed over me.

My head was a whirl of sensations as I slowly came down from the high, feeling Ajax gently pull his fingers out and softly kiss my inner thighs. The heat between us lingered, a tangible testament to what happened.

"Did Daddy make you feel better?" he asked teasingly. All I could do was nod, still breathless from our passionate encounter. "Good girl," he praised once more before leaving another soft kiss against my folds.

I thought he was finished, but he was only getting started.

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AJAX

Iwasn't sure where the baby endearments were coming from. Umbras, as a rule, were highly sexual creatures. The animal instinct in us wanted to fuck and claim. Humans would likely think we were too animalistic in our pleasures. Yet, Mazie had been honest about her wants and needs. That pleased me immensely. However, there was something so precious and fragile about Mazie that I wanted to cuddle her. She needed someone to protect her from the scarier parts of life, and I was the best person to do it.

And calling me Daddy, I never would have thought that would turn me on. But my dick was more rigid than a stake post, and I was a helluva lot closer to blowing my load than I had ever been. And I wasn't even inside of her yet.

She tasted amazing, like woman and sex, and mine. My umbra was laying claim to Mazie with every stroke of my tongue against her sweet pussy. She'd cupped her hands over her full breasts, pulling at the nipples. But I wanted to see them without the T-shirt in the way.

I pushed the t-shirt hem up, and Mazie quickly yanked it over her head. While she paused for a moment, clearly starting to worrythat she was buck ass naked on my counter. I flicked my tongue rapidly over her clit and watched as her eyes rolled back in her head and her hands came immediately back to her nipples.

The woman was so damn responsive.

I kissed her inner thighs, teasing little whimpers out of her before running my tongue once again around her sweet pussy. Her finger speared my hair, and she shoved my face closer to her heat.

"Mine!" The beast inside me roared, and I couldn't have agreed more.

I settled in, licking and sucking her like a man possessed. It was all I could do to keep her thighs from smashing my head as she climbed closer and closer to her climax. I was storing up the little erotic noises that she was making, knowing that I would be using them for my spank bank for a long time.

"Please, Daddy," she begged, her head thrashing from side to side.

That fucking nickname was enough to make my cock strain against the zipper of my jeans. I wasn't going to last. Pleasing Mazie was officially my new favorite game.

My mouth watered as I tasted the sweetness of Mazie's pussy juices, and her tangy musky scent filled my nostrils. I moved my tongue in circles around her clit, teasing it gently at first, then more fiercely as she begged for more. With each moan and plea that escaped her lips, I found myself more and more entranced. I couldn't believe how responsive she was and how easily she gave in to my ministrations. I licked and sucked, lapping up her nectar like a starved man at a feast, savoring the taste of her on my tongue.

Her legs shook under my assault, her fingers digging into my hair as if trying to hold onto me. I used one hand to cup her plump ass cheek, squeezing gently before trailing it up her back, over the soft skin of her stomach, and playing with her nipple. She arched into the touch, making a needy little sound that had me growling low in my throat.

"Please, Daddy," she whimpered again, begging me to take her over the edge. And I was more than willing to oblige.

Mazie arched her hips into my face, and so I took that moment to suck on her clit—hard.

A strangled scream accompanied her release, and then she was coming. The contractions rocked her curvy frame as wave after wave of passion rolled over her. Never in my life had I ever seen anything more arousing than watching my mate find her pleasure.

She shuddered and shied away from my mouth, her fingers pushing my head away. Knowing she'd reached her limit, I gathered her into my arms.

"I didn't know," she whispered against my chest. Her fingers idly played in the dark smattering of chest hair that covered my pecks. It was so effortlessly intimate. How could one small woman slip herself so thoroughly into my life?

"What didn't you know?" I encouraged, trying to ignore the way that her pink-tinged flush from her pleasure went from her cheeks to her breasts and further. She was just so damned beautiful.

"I didn't realize how good it would feel. But I know that wasn't everything. You must; shouldn't I take care of you?"

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