Page 48 of Accidentally Summoned an Incubus

A shiver of pleasure pulsed through me as Lochran’s fingers twitched. I knew he wanted to run his fingers through my hair and guide me onto his dick like he had the night before. And, as much as I loved him fucking my mouth, I equally loved denying him, drawing out his pleasure in a slow, devouring promise.

My tongue pressed firmly against the underside of his shaft as I leisurely brought my mouth up the length of him before sheathing him to theback of my throat once more. A combination of languid licks and quick, deep swallows had my mate panting hard.

“You’re going to be the death of me, little witch,” he said, breathless. And I realized that I almost was. He’d taken three bullets, one of them directly in his heart, for me.

“Can’t have that,” I said, replacing my mouth with my hand.

I pumped his shaft rhythmically, my fingers twisting gently as they caressed his crown, mimicking the way he’d touched himself on the first night. I felt myself dampen, remembering the way I’d driven him almost feral as he had thrust into his hand. Yet, all the while, he’d managed to stay within the confines of my boundaries.

Even now, he could easily snap the bonds that held his wrists. But he got pleasure from seeing me in control, watching my every move with lust-hazed eyes, eager to see what I did next.

Well, if my mate wants a show...

I took my hand from his cock and kneeled backward. His eyes widened as I trailed a finger over my breast, twisting gently at my nipple before slowly dragging my hand down my stomach.

“You make me so wet, my mate,” I purred at him, dipping my fingers between my folds and coating them in my wetness. My fingers glistened as I held them out for inspection.

“Just a taste,” Lochran pleaded.

I straddled him, his cock fitting perfectly between my folds as I placed a finger between his lips. Lochran groaned, his tongue flicking over my fingertip as his hips thrust, his dick gliding between my folds, the tip pressing against my clit. A moan threatened to escape my lips as the first tendrils of anorgasm swelled within me.

“So greedy,” I said, pulling my finger from his mouth and climbing off him, settling between his legs once more. “That was more than just a taste.”

Lochran’s wicked grin dropped from his face, his eyes rolling back in his head as I wrapped my fingers around his shaft, slick with my arousal, and pumped. I dipped my head between his legs and pressed my tongue into his perineum, causing his hips to arch off the bed. My tongue flicked over the spot before following the fine crease that divided his balls, the sound of my arousal mixing with his precum as I continued to pump his shaft like music to my ears. Lochran arched into my fist, one final low grumble passing his lips before he said, “Mate. I’m going to need you to sit on my face. Right. Now.”

I was nothing if not an indulgent mate.

Lochran’s body was hot to the touch, sizzling with desire as I crawled over him, making sure to let my nipples gently caress their way across his chest. His mouth opened with need as I held my breast just out of reach.

“Wicked witch,” Lochran purred, before his inhumanly long tongue darted out, flicking over my hardened nipple.

I sucked in a breath. I’d momentarily forgotten about the tongue ability.

I made to reach for his bonds, but my mate stopped me, his words staggered with longing. “Your pussy. My face.Now.”

I didn’t realize I could move so fast. One moment, I was straddling him, teasing him with my breast. A split second later, his head was rested on my calves, my arms behind me, positioned on his stomach,as I guided my pussy toward his face.

Lochran’s tongue caressed lightly at first, the tip rolling in gentle flicks, teasing the hood of my clit before circling around it in a single, slow stroke. Each time his tongue rolled around my bud, my mate flicked harder and more frantically until he completely forgot that he was trying to tease me, his licks now wild with need, like a man starved.

A moan escaped my lips as he sucked my clit into his mouth, holding it between his lips as his tongue darted over it.

Fuck. I really wasn’t going to last long at this rate.

Just as my orgasm was within grasp, my cruel mate released my clit. I could feel his wicked smile on my lips, despite my eyes having rolled back into my head.

His tongue moved slowly through my folds, taking his time to lap up every drop of my juices until my heart rate subsided enough for my mouth to form words.

“Is your plan to edge me all night, dear?” I said, putting my weight onto one arm as my other hand found its way into his hair.

“Maybe once or twice, my love,” he said, his voice muffled.

“How about just the once?” I replied, my fingers entwining with his hair.

With that, Lochran’s inhumanly long tongue speared into me, causing me to buck uncontrollably. My hips seemed to grind of their own accord, each thrust pushing his tongue deeper inside me. Just when I didn’t think there was any way he could possibly fill me more, his tongue began to roll in on itself, twisting and wriggling its way back down my inner walls until it hit the rough bundle of nerves inside me that had stars exploding behind my eyes.

I couldn’t help but grind my cunt into him, each pulse of my orgasm grasping around his tongue inside me, pressing it harder against my G-spot.

I quivered as every part of my body, mind, and soul was given over to my mate as his tongue continued to roll inside me.

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