Page 72 of Can't Help Growling in Love
Her giggle is the best thing I’ve heard all day. With her pink cheeks and messy hair, she looks so godsdamned beautiful. I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that she’s mine, but her words from earlier echo in my mind.
I’m not going anywhere. I’m here with you, and I won’t break.
“Show me,” I demand, flicking my gaze to the pink toy clutched in her hand. “I want to know how you do it.”
June’s chest rises on a quick inhale, then she brings the vibrator between her legs. She turns it so I can see the nub on one side.
“This is a rabbit,” she explains, her voice higher than before. “It allows me to reach my G-spot and tease my clit at the same time. Both ends vibrate, so it feels really good.”
I grit my teeth to keep from coming all over her. “Got it. Is that what takes you over the edge the fastest?”
“Yeah.” She places the rounded end of the vibrator on her pussy and uses it to spread her lower lips. “If I wasn’t so turned on, I’d probably use a drop of lube for this, but you make me…”
Her words trail off as she pushes the tip past her entrance, right into her tight channel. I can’t help it—I shuffle closer, wanting a better look.
“You haven’t switched it on yet,” I grunt, stroking my cock slowly, in time with her tentative movements.
“I don’t want to come too fast,” she admits.
I glance up at her face and find her staring at my cock, her eyes glazed over with need.
It hits me then—she’s getting off to the image of me. What I’m doing is turning her on just as much as her show is firing me up.
Grinning, I spread my knees wider and straighten my back, then run my hand from my knot to the tip, letting a small spill of precum drip over my fingers.
June’s gasp iseverything. Her eyelids flutter, and she moves the toy faster, fucking herself in short, tight strokes. The short nub nudges her clit with every slide, but that can’t be enough to send her over the edge.
“Turn it on,” I demand, “and I’ll come so hard for you, June. All over your pussy, I swear.”
She sucks in a breath that lifts her tits, then clicks a button at the end of her toy. It buzzes to life, and June’s stifled moan lets me know just how good it feels for her.
“Faster,” I instruct her, matching her stroke by stroke.
She grins at me. “It has—oh, fuck—it has a stronger setting.”
I squeeze my shaft again to keep myself from coming. No fucking way am I going over the edge before her, no matter how much I need her.
I pin her with a stern glare. “Do it.”
June obeys instantly, as if she was waiting for my command. Her hips rock up to meet the thrusts of the vibrator. It buzzes faster, and she fucks herself deeply, all reserve gone now that she’s so close to her orgasm.
“Asher!”
Her tits bounce with each movement, and I want to suck her nipples so much. But this is just the beginning, an opening act, and I don’t want to fuck it up.
“Pinch your nipples.” My voice comes out as a guttural growl, all finesse gone. “Now, June. Push yourself over the edge.”
She brings her free hand up to her breast and pinches her nipple between her fingertips. My eyes roll back from pleasure, and I grit my teeth, trying to hold on. Just a little longer…
“Feel how deep that goes?” I lean closer, barely keeping it together. “My cock will hit so much deeper. I’ll fucking fill all of you, baby. Then I’ll give you my knot, and you’ll?—”
“Ah!”
June’s back bows off the bed, and her knees snap together as if trying to hold the vibrator inside her pussy. She comes, shaking. I watch in awe. She fucks herself through her climax, shoving the toy deep, shuddering with every move.
I hang suspended in that moment, a witness to her pleasure, then roll my hand down to my knot and squeeze.
That’s all it takes, one last stroke. My orgasm slams into me, and I roar, pumping my hips up into my fist, imagining it’s June’s tight pussy clenching so hard around me.
