Page 45 of Howl You Doin?
I grab her hand and pull her further into the maze until we reach a spot I know will be impossible to see from the castle windows, and it’s far enough away that if a random staff member comes walking, I’ll be able to sense them and right her clothing.
“This should be good enough,” I say, ignoring the soft sounds of insects around us as I grab her ass and pull her to me. “I just wanted to check and make sure you didn’t?—”
“Connor, stop talking,” she snaps, pressing her lips against mine, cutting me off, and we somehow make it to the ground with her beneath me. She growls, making my dick jerk, and she grabs it through my pants. “You never stop talking.”
“Fucking hell,” I gasp, when she gyrates her body upward and against mine, her height of five foot eight making it easy for our pelvises to line up.
I snatch at her waist, and a moment later I’m holding tightly to my control as I pull her jeans from her legs without tearing them with my inhuman strength. I barely get them to her ankles, her boots stopping me from pulling them off, when she sits up and grabs the collar of my jacket. I have to catch myself from falling as she jerks me closer, spreads her legs as best she can, and plants my face squarely against her panty-clad pussy.
“Oh fuck,” I grunt out, my body quaking.
I practically snarl at the tart, sweet smell of her and rip her panties to the side, eliciting a sharp squeal. One hand turns to claws and digs into the dirt at her side as I let out a low, rumbling groan against her cunt. I lap at her flesh, finding the small bundle of nerves and dragging my flattened tongue over it.
“Yes!” she screams, making birds scatter and fly away as she dives her fingers into my hair.
I eat her out like it is my life’s mission, my tongue exploring every delicious dip and fold as I coat it in her taste. Hands pulling at my hair in all directions is the only encouragement I need and I latch onto her clit as she screams, coming all over my face. The heady aroma of her release invades my senses and I delve my tongue for more, her cum coating my mouth and beard like ambrosia.
She came so quickly, with me barely on her for long, and the idea that she might be quite sensitive has my cock pulsing. Overwhelming need drives me to plunge my finger into her tight pussy, and I groan at her breathy gasp. I stroke her most sensitive spot, marveling at how hot and wet she is for me.
As I thrust a second finger into her, I glance up and our gazes meet. Her lips are parted, her cheeks rosy from her orgasm. She looks so damn sexy as she uses my hair as an anchor while her hips lift, urging my tongue to join my fingers.
Adjusting the angle of my wrist, I curl my fingers and work her G-spot as I circle her clit with my tongue, going hard and fast to make her squirm. I sheathe my claws on my free hand and slide it up over her warm curves, lifting her jumper and shirt so I can see her waist and tits through her bra. Her smooth skin breaks out in goosebumps at the cold air, her nipples hardening before my greedy gaze.
Moments later, her luscious thighs tighten around my head, the silky flesh bouncing and rubbing against my beard. A noise between a growl and a whimper leaves her mouth as she claws my arm like a wildcat and starts fucking her body on my hand and face. My jaw drops when she suddenly arches, my gaze riveted to her wanton display, then her amber-colored irises roll back in her head as her hands leave mine to squeeze bothtits through her bra. She gyrates frantically, moaning and chest heaving, and her insides tighten around my fingers.
I lose it.
I explode in my pants like a young lad witnessing his first tumble in a bawdy room. Rope after rope of hot cum fills my slacks as her sweet pussy milks my fingers. She releases a cry that calls to something unknown in my being, leaving me confounded and in complete awe of her.
My heartbeat skitters to a stop when she opens her eyes, and the sight of them dilated and warm does something to my chest.
“Holy hell,” she says, her body limp and languid, like this is over.
I reach up and tweak one of her nipples hard through the thin material of her bra, loving the way her eyebrows arch into a look that makes me want to fuck her until she can’t speak. She bites her lip and I’m forced to close my eyes lest she see them glowing a bright yellow.Again.
“You need to come again,” I tell her, but it’s more of a plea.
I want to see this woman, who has been driving me to the brink of insanity, keep losing it for me.
I lower my face, breathing her in as I rub my beard lightly against the soft skin of her inner thigh, making her wiggle. Then I turn my head and nip the inside of her other thigh without warning.
“What?” she gasps out.
I grin, knowing she’s bluffing. “You heard what I said.”
Slap. My hand comes down over the bite mark, showing her I’d have no problem spanking that plump arse of hers if she was to give it to me.
“Let me make you come, woman.”
She snaps her legs together and brings her knees up, forcing my head away from her core, and I smirk as embarrassment flushes her sinfully curvaceous body. But the scent of renewedarousal is all the encouragement I need. I move closer to her and rest a hand on top of her clenched thighs. A hesitant expression crosses her features, then she relaxes her body, opening for me.
“Good girl,” I murmur and kiss her cunt, propping myself up on my elbows in the soft grass.
I dive back into her pussy—my new favorite meal—and suck her clit as I thrust my fingers deep inside her over and over. When her body begins to tremble again, I groan in appreciation of her responsiveness. I lick and suck at her cunt like I have hours, instinctively knowing if I pace my tongue just right, her body telling me exactly where to touch with each sigh and every moan, she’ll go off like a firecracker. She gasps and a keening cry leaves her lips, her body trembling with the force of her impending orgasm.
I let out a low, vibrating growl against her pussy, wishing I could feel her tight walls around my cock.
Even though I just came in my pants—thankfully she was too distracted to notice—my cock still aches within the confines of my trousers, hard and ready for her again. Fuck, I want it in her.
