Page 15 of Enchanting Her Mate

And when I made her come with my tongue last night, it was enough for me. Knowing I was able to bring her to release and had the honor of watching her face twist into an expression of blissful agony was incredibly fulfilling. I cannot remember a previous sexual encounter that I considered satisfying if I did not come.

While I long to have her hands and mouth all over my body, she has not had a pleasure mate in quite some time. I will not rush her. Her comfort is more important to me than anything else.

It is a vexing situation indeed. I am not used to focusing so intensely on another’s emotions. It is usually just Mek here, and we are both fiercely independent creatures who occupy the same space. But with the addition of Jobaki, it feels as if the three of us are becoming a unit. This morning, he followed her outside to where she practiced her magic and remained perched on a nearby tree stump, watching her intently until she came in for some water.

Even now, his claws are wrapped around the brass edge of the table as he watches us enjoy our snack, and he is not trying to steal any of the xid candies, which is very unlike him. Instead, he waits patiently for Jo to give him one, and he gently pulls it from her grasp with the tip of his beak before tossing it up and catching it in his mouth.

Jo giggles every time, her nose scrunching up as she watches him, and my heart thunders inside my chest. And her scent…it is everywhere, and it is intoxicating.

“Will you resume practicing your magic for the rest of the day?” I ask, eager to shift my attention to mundane topics instead of envisioning Jo with her legs thrown over my shoulders and my tongue swirling deep inside her cunt.

“Actually, yes, there’s something new I’d like to try,” she says, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

“How exciting,” I reply, relieved she is able to find joy in using her powers once again. When she was at Kate and Niro’s, she seemed so burdened and worn down. “Can I assist in this new sorcery?”

Her voice lowers to a rough, raspy sound. “You can, yes.” Then she rises to her feet and walks toward my bedroom. She says nothing more, just looks at me coyly over her shoulder, and I am powerless to do anything but follow, my stomach fluttering in anticipation.

She closes the door behind me once we are inside the room, and I hear Mek cawing in protest outside the door. He will get bored waiting for us to return and fly off somewhere for the rest of the day. I am not worried about him.

Right now, there is nothing more important than Jo, and her heavy-lidded gaze as she takes my hand and guides me to the bed. She steps between my legs and looks up at me hesitantly. I know what she is thinking.

“You have my consent,” I tell her.Touch me however you wish,I want to yell,Just touch me! Now!because that is how desperate I am to feel her skin against mine, but she is nervous at this moment, and I do not wish to frighten her.

I watch her throat work as she swallows, her eyes pinched closed, as if willing herself to make the first move.

Then her lips brush against mine––the lightest, tiniest caress, followed by a guttural moan as she pulls my head down and kisses me again, harder this time. Her hands become frantic as they roam freely over my clothes, stopping to squeeze my breasts and then my ass. I thrust my tongue between her lips, and she meets me with matching fervor as they tangle around each other while we claw at each other’s clothes.

When her hand dips beneath the hem of my top and she rolls my hardened nipples between her fingers, my lips freeze and a whimper escapes me, my body already writhing against her. I rip the shirt over my head and toss it behind me. My pants come off next. Jo follows my lead, and within moments, we are both naked.

“You are so beautiful,” I whisper, my chest squeezing at the sight of her smooth, golden skin. She is so petite, yet so powerful. Her nipples are a darker gold, matching the glistening lips of her cunt.

“Lie down for me,” she commands in a soft, yet authoritative voice. “On your back.”

I do as she says, settling in the center of the bed. The bed dips as she crawls up my body and settles herself between my legs. She holds herself above me on the bed and drops her head, her lips hovering above mine. I lift my neck to meet her, but she turns at the last moment, pressing a kiss to my neck instead.

A soft chuckle escapes me at her teasing ways.

She continues kissing a trail down my throat, licking and sucking as she goes, and I revel in the feel of her against me, the friction between our bodies making every nerve inside me come alive. I have waited so patiently for this and she has me teetering on the edge already.

Her lips close around my nipple and I scream, my back arching off the bed as my body surrenders. “Sensitive,” I mutter, my breath shallow and panting as her fang brushes against the hardened tip of my breast before she pays the same attention to the other.

“Mmm,” she moans against my breast, then releases my nipple with a pop. “So responsive.” She is right. My nipples have always been incredibly sensitive. I often reach orgasm from just focused stimulation there.

My chest rises and falls rapidly as she runs her tongue all over my breasts, tasting and suckling. She does not miss a speck of bare skin. I grab onto the pillows behind me, needing something to hold onto as Jo’s mouth moves down the center of my chest and then lower until her breath fans the swollen lips of my cunt.

“I am going to try my magic now,” she says, reminding me of her earlier promise. I had forgotten it entirely the moment her lips touched mine.

I nod and lift my head to look down at her. She holds my gaze as her head dips, and she presses a soft kiss to my folds. Jo does this a few more times before I feel her tongue dart between my lips and stroke into my center, rubbing along the width of myavuno,the three throbbing bundles of nerves that line the depths of my inner walls.

Then…

Searing, brutal pleasure rips down my spine as my mouth falls open in a silent scream. It feels as if I am hurtling through space in a tight ball of flame. “Yes, Jo! Ohhhh,” I cry out, and when I open my eyes, I notice a subtle pink glow rising from each of my nipples, down my chest and stomach––everywhere she put her lips on my body.

When she removes her tongue from the depths of my core, I whimper at the loss, but with a snap of her fingers, the glowing pink brightens, and I feel her mouth as if it’s everywhere, all at once.

She kneels next to my head and holds out her hand. As soon as I take it, everything intensifies, and I lose all sense of where I am, or even who I am. All I know is that it feels like there are a dozen sets of plump lips kissing my nipples and cunt, and it is such an overwhelming sensation that I cannot breathe.

“Hold on tight, Alu,” Jo whispers next to my ear. “The best is yet to come.”

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