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Mine.
The word was like a growl in my chest, threatening to spill, but I didn’t think she was ready.
I nipped her clit in gentle punishment for making me wait so long, then licked it.
“Oh my God,” she whimpered, her thighs quivering. Fuck! She was dripping wet.
Her arousal perfumed the air, and it was the best kind of scent. I scraped the scruff of my beard against the delicate skin of her inner thighs. I tilted my face and she lowered her hips down until her pussy came to settle over my face.
“Fuck,” she breathed, and finally sat all the way down. Her eyes locked on me as my mouth went to work. Her blue eyes became hazy, like she was drunk. Our eyes locked as I ate her pussy like it was the last fucking meal I’d ever get. She was my heaven and hell. My yin and yang.
I licked and sucked, her hips rocking against my mouth. Her moans were the sweetest fucking sounds I had ever heard. Her hips rolled each time I flattened my tongue against her pussy.
“My wildling wife, this pussy is mine,” I hissed as I nipped her clit and a loud whimper vibrated through the air.
“Oh my God,” she groaned, the desperation in her voice spurring me on. She was wet and slippery, the flesh around her sensitive nub swollen. My wife was needy and greedy.
This was the best fucking idea I’d had in my entire life. Leave me cuffed, chained, I didn’t give a shit. As long as my wife’s pussy was on my face.
I lapped at her, drinking my fill, thrusting my tongue inside her entrance.
“Dante,” she exclaimed on a moan, rocking back and forth, fucking herself on my tongue and my face. “O-ohhh…”
“You are fucking beautiful,” I purred against her. “Smother me with that pussy, Wildling. This is how I want to die.”
She stilled, her eyes locked on me. Her cheeks were flushed, but so was her entire body.
“Don’t die,” she breathed, inching away slightly. “I—I like you eating my pussy. I want it every day.”
Fuck!
My cock twitched and throbbed. “Give me back my pussy,” I demanded in a growl. “I won’t die. Now let me finish what I started.”
Her little moan filled the air. She watched me through her heavy eyelids and she shifted her body down and I slammed my face against her pussy. A groan left me at the same time she moaned, her thighs shuddering with the impact. I drew her clit between my lips, her hips rocking back and forth.
Relentless and eager to see her come, I pushed my tongue inside her entrance and her thighs tensed around my head. I hummed my approval as her hips rocked hard against my face. I sucked hard like my life depended on this. Her fingers left the board and threaded through my hair.
Her head fell back and her eyelids fluttered shut. The most magnificent blissful expression passed her face, and I knew she was coming. Her fingers gripped my hair. My scalp burned. It didn’t fucking matter. It was the best feeling in the world.
Her body jerked and trembled as her thighs squeezed around my head. She came with a whimper, her body shuddering in climax. It was the most gorgeous sight I had ever seen. She rocked her hips and I lapped her sensitive sex as shudders rolled down her naked body.
Breathless, she slumped over, sliding her body down over mine, her bare breasts in my face. I pressed my face between them and chuckled. “Woman, you’re tempting the devil,” I said, taking her nipple between my teeth and tugging it gently.
Another shudder rolled down her spine and a soft moan sounded from her lips. I let go of her nipple and searched her face.
“Take my mouth,” I ordered her. “I want you to taste yourself on my lips.”
“Holy shit,” she rasped, but she obeyed. It turned out Juliette was more than obedient in the bedroom; she was eager. I fucking loved it.
Our lips met and I thrust my tongue into her mouth. My cock was painfully rock hard in my boxers. It throbbed to be inside her. My balls ached, but I didn’t give a shit. My wife let me eat her pussy and she orgasmed. On my face. And soon, hopefully on my dick. I didn’t give a shit when. I was just fucking happy.
Bottom line, she was in my bed. My home. My heart.
CHAPTER31
Juliette
My pulse raced. My heart danced. My desire craved him.
