Page 36 of Tentacles and Teeth

Sid stepped into my side, coming partially between me and the fascinating pair who she seemed intent on smiting with her eyes alone. “Efa, are you ready? We should get started.”

The Bwbach woman with the braids grinned. “Should get your tasty little morsel away from Kynan, you mean.”

Kynan’s mouth curled into a half smile as he spread his legs wider, pulling Emyr tight against his body.

“I can keep her company, if you want.”

I turned my head at the gorgeous, velvety voice, meeting the doe eyes of the wide-hipped woman swaying up behind me.

“With pleasure,” she purred, licking her lips.

Fenn growled, then I grunted as the world turned upside down and his shoulder met my stomach. Good thing I’d worn one of my longer sundresses. From my new upside-down position I waved at the Bwbachod we were rapidly drawing away from.

“It was nice to meet you all! Hope we can talk more soon!”

Laughter followed in our wake. Amidst the merriment, Sid’s unwavering violet stare made the hair on the back of my neck stand on end, and my pussy clench in anticipation. Her lips moved in a soundless, “Mine.”

I blew her a kiss.

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The door closing muffled the hubbub outside, cutting off the teasing catcalls and Sid’s possessively self-satisfied reply.

I grinned and slid down Fenn’s body, looking up at him a little breathlessly as his hands came to rest rock steady on my hips. Being thrown over some strapping so-and-so’s shoulder was pretty romantic and all, but a girl had to breathe.

“You’re trouble, li’l bit” he rumbled, fingers flexing and pulling me closer.

“Should I go?” I asked with wide eyes and a tone of bubbling, bewildered innocence.

Smack.

Oh, that one was going to leave a mark. I wiggled my stinging ass and stretched up on my tiptoes for a kiss. His beard was slightly scratchy, his lips were hot, and his growling moan made everything in my body prepare to be ravaged.

“Ok, trouble,” he said, pulling me with him until he leaned against the wide wooden desk and I stood between his legs. “I’m at your disposal. We’ve probably got an hour or two until Sid can beg away from her meeting. What do you wanna do?”

“I think I’d like a drink.”

“Deal. What would you like—” Halfway to standing up he stopped, looking down at the hand I’d placed on his chest with a raised eyebrow.

“I don’t want to put you out.” I murmured, before sinking to my knees and gripping his waistband. “I can get it.”

He widened his legs, eyes beginning to glow. Claws scritched against my scalp as he gathered my hair away from my face in a loose but implacable grip. “By all means, help yourself.”

I hummed, rubbing my cheek against his growing hardness beneath the soft cotton. Opening my mouth wide, I closed my teeth around his girth with teasing pressure, his sharp inhale and the tightening of his fingers in my hair making me shiver with delight.

“Harder.”

My pussy heated at the command and I sank my teeth in, just this side of bruising. He cursed, cock jerking, and my moan vibrated the air between us.

“Fuck, baby. Let me feel that hot little mouth.”

Pulling his waistband down a few inches, I rose up on my knees and ran my tongue in quick, catlike licks over the root of his cock, feeling the slow swell of his knot stretching the tender flesh.

He growled and pulled my head closer, bucking his hips demandingly.

I giggled, nuzzling against him. He smelled so damned good. Clean and spicy, like cinnamon hung from a solstice tree…and cock. He made my mouth water, but a little self-denial was a small price to pay for what I really wanted.

I peppered fluttering kisses over his length as I slowly, so fucking slowly, eased his pants down. I was panting as hard as he was when his dripping head finally burst free, smacking me in the throat. My plan was momentarily forgotten as I jerked back just far enough to bring him to my mouth and lap up every drop, moaning.

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