Page 52 of Bite Me

She wished she had a one-track mind at the moment. She’d pick the get-down-and-dirty-with-Ky train. Her head had tickets to ride to crazy town. “Too many things.”

“Like what?”

Like about a million trillion reasons why a hot alpha male like Ky would ever want to be with a chubby little succubus at all. And how soon he’d realize that despite the mating spell he seemed to be under.

Probably as soon as this battle with the Black Dragon was over and he saw how she didn’t have a clue what she was doing. He’d send her packing right back to Leon and her coven. Back to her insipid life, eating savorless meals that did nothing more than sustain her life.

“I was thinking about exactly how delicious you are.” That wasn’t a lie. His blood, his sex made her mouth water simply thinking about how utterly naked he was, pressed against her back, his cock already hard against her butt.

“Hmm. I think there’s more going on than that, but, I’ll take it, since that’s what I was thinking about, and this spot right here.” His tongue ran across a spot behind her ear that made her knees go all wobbly.

“And I’ve been waiting hours to taste this part of you too.” He nipped her earlobe and sucked it into his mouth, flicking the tip of his tongue over the skin.

Holy crap. Who knew her earlobes had direct zip-zing access between her legs? Apparently sexy dragon warriors, because Ky reached across her thighs and pushed the skirt of her dress up.

The one piece of clothing Fleur hadn’t had any unworn spares to lend her was panties. Jada’s hot skin was bare to the world.

“Holy fuck, doll. If I’d known you didn’t have anything on under this dress all morning, I might have told the rest of the group to figure out their own god-damned plan to battle the Black Dragon and spent my time and efforts on licking your sweet pussy until you screamed my name.”

That’s what she was afraid of. This kind of sex was still so new to her and she didn’t want Ky to think she was a cold fish. What if she couldn’t come again from his mouth on her sex?

“What if I want to lick you until you scream my name, dragon?” That should do it. She knew how to give head, that was easy.

Letting go like she had last night, not so much. She didn’t even know if she could do it again. Probably not.

He’d caught her in a moment of vulnerability, when she’d been desperate and needy. She was hungry now, but not like before.

“I can hardly wait to see those red lips of yours wrapped around my cock. I’d love to fuck your mouth, let your sexy as hell fangs run across my shaft, teasing me with them and their touch of pain.”

Yeah. She could do that. No problem. She’d get him off and slake the hunger with his energy.

No need for him to try and make her come, give her another orgasm. Even if it did fulfill her in a whole other way that was so much more satisfying.

It would be fine.

Ky stroked his fingers through the wisp of her curls. “But, we’ve got less than an hour and you’re already hot and wet. Come over to the water’s edge and let me eat my fill of you while you come in my mouth. Then you can have your fill of my blood.”

Ky wrapped his arms around her and unbuttoned the top half of the dress. Her breasts ached for him to touch, caress, and fondle them.

Would he suck on them if she asked him to? He would, and she needed to concentrate on what turned him on, not just her. But the low husky growl that came from his throat as he pushed the dress down around her shoulders was so deliciously distracting.

He deftly unhooked the plain tan bra and pushed it down her arms too so that her breasts were freed.

He cupped them in his hands and circled her nipples with his rough fingers until they were sensitive and hard.

The scruff of his unshaven face rubbed across her shoulder and the tender skin where he’d marked her. He looked down to where his hands were massaging her.

“Look how perfectly these fill my hands. My cock is going to look fucking amazing sliding between them later. After I spend a good long time seeing if I can make you come from sucking on your plump nipples.”

There was no use trying to concentrate when her brain was frying from the heat of his touch and his words.

He gave her a little pinch, pushed the dress down her hips and dragged her to the edge of the spring, wading in.

She finally found her voice from where it was buried deep inside her own lust. This is not how she wanted this to go. He was the one who needed to come this time, not her. “No, wait.”

She didn’t step into the water and tried to pull him back. He didn’t budge. “Would you rather I fucked you with my fingers while you feed from me?”

“No, I mean, yes, that sounds really great, like almost as good as…” She shook her head, trying to get her own pleasure out of her head. “But, it’s my turn to—”

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