Page 19 of Ignited Spirits
Even with the help from the river, she still almost didn’t make it, according to Hades. And there was nothing I could do to help her.
“I want your answer, wildcat.”
She shakes her head. “I’m not promising that.”
I shrug. “Fine. We can do it your way.”
I climb off the chaise and kneel on the floor. Grabbing her by her ankles, I slide Izzy across the chair and over to me. She yelps in surprise at the move and gives me an exasperated look, but she doesn’t say anything.
Grabbing her thighs, I spread her legs apart, wide enough I can wedge my shoulders between them. Then I lean down and suck on her clit.
She lets out a choked shout and arches off the chaise. I place one hand on her stomach to hold her still and use the other one to plunge a finger inside her.
She shoves her hands into my hair, holding on to me like she needs something to anchor her. I swipe my tongue through her folds, and she clutches at me tighter.
I can’t get enough of her sweet, addictive taste as I keep driving her closer and closer with my mouth and fingers.
When I feel her clamp down on me, I pull away. I lick my lips, savoring the lingering flavor of her.
She digs her nails into the chaise and throws her head back in exasperation. When she comes down from her denied release, she lifts up to look at me.
“You’re a dick,” she growls, which is adorable. She is incredibly powerful and could absolutely take me in a fight, but her angry growl is one of the cutest things I’ve ever heard. Not that I’d ever tell her that.
Fighting my smile, I tell her, “Just promise me you won’t sacrifice yourself to heal someone again, and I’ll make you come over and over until you’re begging me to stop.”
I can see that part of her wants to give in. Unfortunately, the more stubborn side of her wins. “Not happening.”
I shrug like it doesn’t really matter to me, but it does. I have a primal need to keep her safe, and I’m willing to do anything and everything to achieve that, even if it makes her pissed at me.
Pushing to my feet, I bend down and grab Izzy by her waist. She rolls her eyes at me for all the manhandling I’m doing. But it’s not like my little mate is the best at following directions.
Walking over to the full-length mirror, I set her down and spin her to face the reflective surface. “Put your hands on the mirror.”
“Why?” she shoots back.
“Because I want to fuck you from behind and look at your gorgeous face at the same time. That okay with you, wildcat?”
She blushes and looks down before giving me a small nod. Placing her hands on the mirror, she bites her lip and glances at my reflection nervously. “I don’t really know what to do.”
“You don’t have to do anything. All I need you to do is feel.” I smooth a hand down her spine as I watch her in the mirror, hoping she can see everything I feel for her in my gaze. I’m not the best with words, so I hope I can show her that she’s my entire world.
“I can do that,” she whispers.
I give her an encouraging smile before pushing her dress up once more. I tug on her hips until she’s bent over.
Shoving two fingers into her, I make sure she’s wet enough to take me. It’s not really like I needed to check. She’s so turned on, her arousal is dripping down her thighs. My wolf rumbles smugly in my mind, feeling proud we’re able to make our mate so wet.
Pulling my fingers out, I quickly unzip my jeans and take out my throbbing dick. I’m so hard it’s painful, but I ignore that as I notch the head at her entrance and slowly start to push in. My fingers dig into her hips as I inch my way in.
When I’m in as far as I can go, I pause, needing a moment to get myself under control. She feels so damn good, and it takes everything I have not to start pounding into her. Blowing out a breath, I move my hips back before slamming into her.
She moans at the motion and lets her head fall forward, her wavy hair obscuring her face.
“Eyes on me,” I rasp as I continue my slow but deep thrusts. She snaps her head up and focuses on my face. When I reach my hand around to play with her clit, she fights to do what I told her to do and keep her eyes open. “I guess you can follow directions occasionally.”
Rolling her eyes, she huffs at me. Her annoyance is forgotten as I work my cock in and out of her harder and faster than before.
I keep up pressure on her clit until she does her best to strangle my dick. I ease up, and her orgasm slips away, much to her displeasure, if her little growl is anything to go by.
