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His eyes widened. There was no mistaking what she’d said, though the words weren’t at all what he’d expected. She wanted more. She wanted…harder. That command conflicted with his instinct to protect her from harm. He refused to inflict pain upon his mate himself.
But her voice hadn’t conveyed pain; it had conveyedneed.
His palm kneaded her ass, soothing the flesh he’d struck.
Urkot trusted Callie. Trusted her to tell him what she desired, to tell him what felt good, to tell him when it hurt or was toomuch. She trusted him just as much, or else she wouldn’t have asked for more.
“Urkot,” Callie begged, pushing back against his hand. “Please. Do it?—”
He spanked her. Harder.
CHAPTER 23
“Fuck!”Callie cried, her ass tensing as pleasure-pain radiated through her. Her nails curled into Urkot’s hide, and she clenched the knotted shaft of his cock as she dropped her head onto his abdomen.
Heat and tingles spread across her skin beneath his large palm She was more aware than ever of how exposed she was. Urkot could do anything he wanted; he could overpower her, use her, fuck her.
And she fucking loved it.
She pressed a kiss to his hide. “Again.”
Another sharp, firm crack came, jolting her body and making her ass jiggle. White-hot electric pleasure splintered through her, setting her every nerve alight. Her budded nipples ached as they grazed his hide, her clit throbbed, and her sex clenched, missing the fullness of his tongue, craving the girth of his cock.
Callie lifted her head and looked at his shaft. Thick, blue, and alien, it was slick with the oils his body produced, and it throbbed in her hand. It was beautiful, and it was for her. The scent of cinnamon and cloves was heavy in the air, that spicy taste was potent on her tongue, and she wanted more.
Dipping her head, she licked his slit teasingly, then ran the flat of her tongue up his length.
Urkot hissed, body shivering beneath her, and his cock twitched in her grasp. When she reached the flared head, she took the two-pronged tip back into her mouth. Urkot growled, once more bringing his palm down on her ass.
The shock of sweet agony was followed by the feel of his long, firm tongue dragging over her sex.
Oh fuck, yes.
He twirled it around her entrance and dipped it inside, and she moaned around his cock, which earned her both another growl and another spank. She sucked as she bobbed her head, teasing him with her tongue and stroking her fist up and down his shaft and over his knot in time with her movements. It was his taste, his responses, his pleasure that spurred her on. She wanted to see him come undone, to taste his seed on her tongue.
Urkot spanked her again, and again, each strike vibrating straight to her core. The sensations were intense, wicked, and consuming, and she already felt like she was on the verge of coming. She was so aroused that her pussy wept with need, and he was right there to lick it all up.
When his tongue flicked her clit, Callie cried out. “There, Urkot! Lick my clit.”
Clutching her ass with his claws pricking her skin, he pulled her closer to his mouth. “Ah, my suncrest.”
Warmth flooded her heart at that endearment, and pleasure shot through her like falling stars streaking across the night sky as his tongue vigorously lashed and laved her clit.
“Oh fuck!” she keened, squeezing her eyes shut. “Yes, yes, yes!”
She undulated against his mouth, greedy for more, and he drew her even closer until he had his jaw around her mons with his jagged teeth teasing her skin. But all she could focus on washis sinful tongue and the blistering sensation scorching through her.
When her orgasm struck, Callie surrendered to it completely.
Her body tensed, her sex contracted, and a gush of liquid heat squirted from her. She cried out silently, having no voice, having no control of her body; it was no longer her own. Wave after wave of powerful ecstasy washed through her with every stroke of his tongue until a ragged, broken sound finally emerged from her throat, a primal cry of overwhelming pleasure.
As tremors wracked her, he withdrew his tongue and clasped two hands around her hips while the third slipped up her abdomen, supporting her chest. Before she knew what was happening through the haze of her climax, Urkot lifted her off him, tearing her away from his cock, and swung his body out from beneath her to set Callie down on her hands and knees.
“Urkot?” Confused, she looked back at him over her shoulder to see him positioning himself behind her. “But you didn’t… I didn’t?—”
He yanked up on her hips, raising her ass toward him. An instant later she felt the head of his cock against her quivering sex.
“Need my seed inside you,” he rasped.
