Page 193 of To Free a Soul
He tried to be gentle as he cupped her left breast, surprised that it was so soft and squishy, and that her nipple was remarkably firm. He cupped the underside of the other and brought it to his mouth, remembering fondly how much she enjoyed having her nipples teased.
She hummed with contentment and pressed her chest into his face and hand for more. Admittedly, touching her by feel was much easier and much more fun than by pure sight. He licked around her nipple before lashing across it, repeating this multiple times while he plucked the other. Then he switched sides, bringing much of her breast into his mouth so he could suck the hard peak tightly, while his left hand caressed and squeezed.
But somewhere else was beckoning him, and the longer he teased her, the worse his need to go there became. Her scent kept calling to him, and it made his cock twitch and pulsate constantly. He was so hungry for it that saliva gathered in his mouth and created a sticky string between her nipple and his lips when he pulled away.
Weldir didn’t even tease a path to his destination.
He pushed up from her, grabbed the backs of her thighs, and spread her open as he shoved his slightly pointed tongue right into the source that was fucking annihilating his senses. Shegasped in surprise at his tongue suddenly deep inside her cunt, while he produced a hopeless, guttural groan.
His eyes rolled back in rapture before he shut them at the taste of her, while his claws dug into the flesh of her thighs. His tongue swirled and drew back and forth so he could collect more, swallow, and then dip in for more.
He was immediately enamoured with doing this, tasting her, and he knew with absolute certainty that she was going to struggle to separate his mouth from her pussy in the future.
His mate tasted like a delicious reward, and Weldir was a rather selfish and self-gratifying god. A lucky male.
Lindiwe grabbed his horns. He couldn’t feel her hands, but he felt the tug across the top of his skull as she spread her thighs wider and ground against his face. He nuzzled his nose and face against her clit and folds for her, and she gifted him with a cute moan, one that had his pointed ears drooping in contentment. He pulled back just enough to lash her clit with his tongue one way and then the other before snarling as he buried his tongue into her tight, wet hole once more.
His cock ached desperately to the point that he considered fisting it just to get rid of it, so he could focus on this, on her. Yet he didn’t have the strength right then to do anything more than shake with need as he tasted his mate for the first time. She felt so soft, the petals of her pussy a caress to his tongue, and he pulled out of her momentarily to trace along them. Her sweet cry every time he grazed over her clit was like a gift, and he nuzzled harder with his nose and face just so he could return to where he wanted to be.
Breathing was rather difficult, and he wished he no longer had the need again. Her pants grew shallower and higher pitched, echoing with little cries, ensuring he didn’t actually mind that he was half suffocating.
Then her legs locked around his head, trapping him to her – not really, he was much stronger – as her back arched. Her pull on his horns strengthened as a loud, beautifully haunted cry sang from her, right as her little cunt tightened around his tongue. As she sweetly surrendered, her liquid coated his tongue, and Weldir nuzzled his face into her folds for every drop.
Lindiwe stretched back and arched repeatedly, helping to draw out her climax until she was done. As soon as she went all soft, he drew away while licking across his lips. He grabbed just above her knee and yanked her down hard, while this time fisting his cock so he could actually aim it.
His frenzied gaze darted all over her parted and exposed body, all of it beautiful, mesmerising, cock-throbbing. Her full breasts, her spread pussy, her heated eyes lazily looking up at him, even the line of her waist and her hip bones were given his appreciative appraisal.
Aggressive desire struck him deeper.
“I’m sorry about this,” he whispered between erratic, frantic pants. “But I sincerely cannot wait anymore.”
He shoved her down just as he thrust forward and forced her pussy to swallow him in one go. A crying gasp ripped from her, while his loud, quaking, grunted groan was so strong it was palpable. The fit was unbearably tight, but her orgasm had softened her against his long and hard girth, and he shoved in deep with a rabid snarl.
For a second, he didn’t even need to move, the pressure wondrous. He gnashed his teeth and fangs at the utter bliss that greeted him, experiencing how snug, hot, and wet she was. How her pussy rippled and quivered around him, while her little heartbeat fluttered along every inch. How fucking tightly she cuddled him, so that it was comforting and torture at the same time.
Weldir placed his hands on the barrier, one on either side of her, and simply tried to adjust to the mind-bending, soul-altering sensation of them finally joined.
Thiswas what he’d been fucking missing out on?Thiswas what it fucking felt like? What she tasted like, smelt like, sounded like when he could truly absorb it?
He’d be angry if he wasn’t so damn elated to finally experience it.
He was also trying not to release already, and she made it that much fucking harder when she finally pulled herself from her arch, softened beneath him, and then cracked half a smile that made his chesthurt.Panting beneath him, she spread her thighs for him, welcomed him in, and her pussy spasmed in a way that was like she was trying to suck him in deeper. He pulsated, and hefelta bubble of liquid crawl up his cock, and it was just enough to hold back his impending orgasm.
Until he was rushed that much closer to it on his slow retreat. It was like her body didn’t want to let go, clutching him, and the tug of it around his cockhead electrified his groin. He only made it halfway before he surged forward, and they moaned in tandem.
“Does it feel good?” she whispered beneath him, just as he pulled back again.
He wished he could do more than groan in response, but each measured thrust was felling him. His skin felt too hot and tight – to an uncomfortable degree – and he was unused to the sweat that began to coat him. His muscles flexed, and twitched, and leapt when she rubbed her hands up his chest to cup the sides of his neck.
Apparently the uncontrollable noise he’d made was enough of an answer because she yanked him down for a kiss. His arms collapsed beneath him, Weldir weak to her, and he wrapped them behind her when he fell on top of her. He held the back ofher head as he returned her kisses, his hips starting to go faster and his eyes nearly rolling back each time.
Good was an understatement. No, he felt like he was moments from disintegrating within her, his mind numbing with each thrust.
She threaded her arms beneath his to hold his back, and his spine arched when her nails softly bit into his sensitive skin. She broke the kiss so she could shift her face beside his, and her throaty, panting voice in his ear nearly felt cruel with the way it seemed to make even his soul shudder.
“I’ve waited so long for this. To feel your warmth, your breath, to hear your moans.” Her pussy squeezed tight, and she sang a hum of pleasure before her next exhale was hot and fluttery against his ear. “Your cock feels wonderful inside me. So big, and hard, andwarm.I can feel your heart, your skin. I love it, Weldir.”
His hand on her hip shot down to her round, plump arse, so he could push her into each of his measured thrusts. It was all he could do to respond – that, and whatever strangled noise crawled up his throat when her teasing words made his balls clench so hard it bordered on pain.
