The idea alone makes me want to take her up on the offer and just forget everything else. She looks at me over her shoulder and, reaching up for me, she caresses my jaw. I close my eyes for a second, gripping her hand. I kiss her wrist when the faint smell of blood fills my nose, and I pause, looking down at her wrist. She’s wearing that bracelet, but I can’t see any injury on her. Before I can observe further, she simply smiles, tugging free and grinding her ass against my cock sensually.
Fuck, she’s horny today, it seems.I don’t really care if she’s behaving differently. All I want is a taste of her. She turns back toward me and runs her hand over my cock before cupping it. I bite back a groan of pleasure, throbbing in her hand as I harden, and she nibbles on her bottom lip, pressing herself against me.
“I’ve missed you,” she says, placing her hand on my face.
I lean closer, my gaze on those lips of hers. Our noses touch, and not once does she blink or look away, eyes that are glinting with a hint of mischief.
“Oh yeah? Seems like you did a 180 since last night,” I whisper huskily, trying not to focus on the way her body is pressed against mine.
“Maybe I’ve just opened my eyes,” she murmurs back, tilting her head up as she flicks her tongue out and runs it along my lips.
Fuck.My eyes flash, and I turn us, pressing her up against the wall. She chuckles, only for me to cut it off when I press my lips against hers in a heated, passionate kiss.
She groans softly as she kisses me back with equal hunger and lust. Her hand strokes my shaft with more confidence than I’ve ever seen from her.
It’s a fucking turn-on, and I tighten my grip around her neck, slipping my tongue into her mouth, ravishing every inch of her sweet mouth. I throb hard in her hand, and I want that hand around my cock, to feel it against my cock, not just over my pants.
“Fuck,” I growled, yanking her head back as I kiss her along her jaw.
“Oh, Zedkiel!" she whimpers before she pulls away and, to my surprise, bends down in front of me. “Since I disappointed you, how about I give you a little treat before your match tonight.”
I smirk despite being taken aback by her confidence. The anticipation of what she’s insinuating makes me grab the back of her silky locks, and she drags my pants and boxers down. She sighs softly as she looks at my cock, running her tongue along her lips.
Oh fuck... Yes…She sticks her tongue out, looking up at me as she places her tongue at the base of my cock and slowly licks the entire length making me suck in a breath, bracing my free hand on the wall behind her as rivets of pleasure course through me.
“Oh, you taste so good, baby,” she whispers seductively as she continues to run that sinful tongue of hers along my cock.
“Don’t tease,” I growl. Time is tight, and I want to see those lips wrapped around my cock
NOW.
At the back of my lust-filled mind, I can feel my Lycan’s restlessness, but I slam my barriers up as hard as I can, blocking him out. I don’t need him ruining this moment for us. Something tells me I’m not about to lose consciousness. I want to remember this moment… wanting to relish in how it fucking feels.
“Want me to suck your cock like your favourite little girl?" she asks, a sexy little devious smile lingering on her lips.
“You know I fucking do. Now open that mouth so I can punish you good and hard,” I command, tugging her head up as she smiles victoriously and obeys – taking my cock in her mouth. Pleasure rushes through me, and I thrust into her mouth slowly. Groaning in the pure ecstasy that she’s giving to me.
She’s good enough at this to the point that a thought crosses my mind, wondering if it’s something she’s done before. A flare of jealousy rushes through me, and it only makes me slam into her throat harder and faster.
The sound of her choking and gagging on my cock only fuels me to mouth fuck her harder.
This feels fucking good.She grips my thigh with one hand, the other pumping my cock as she sucks and licks it, taking it like the good girl she is. My pleasure reaches its height, and for the first time, I feel the intense pleasure of my release rush through me as I release my load into her mouth. I slam into her mouth with a final few sharp thrusts. I watch in approval as she struggles to free herself before I yank her head back, and she takes a deep gulp of air, her heart pounding as she gets her bearings.
My heart is racing as I breathe heavily, coming down from my high. Pulling her up, I lean against her, my hand still tangled in her hair, the other on the wall for a moment as I look down at her.
She’s no longer as composed and perfect as she was when I entered, but she looks fucking gorgeous. I wrap my hand around her throat as I push her against the wall.
Her arousal perfumes the air, and I slip my hand under her dress, slipping her panties aside as I slide my fingers between her pussy, making her whimper.
Fuck, she’s soaking wet, I swear as I rub her clit, making her entire body react to my touch.
“Fuck, Zedkiel,” she whimpers. I smirk, wishing she called me Zed, but I’m not going to complain when she’s giving herself to me willingly.
“I don’t think you deserve to be fucked right now,” I whisper, delivering a sharp tap to her pussy before I remove my fingers and instead slip them into her mouth. Instantly she wraps those plush lips around them, sucking them clean. “Tell me, how do you taste?”
“Delicious,” she whispers as I remove my hand, tapping her face lightly. She gasps before chuckling softly and locking her arms around my neck. “So, tell me, do you prefer me like this? Or do you prefer me to be the timid, uncertain Evangeline?" she asks coyly, lightly rubbing the back of my neck.
I smirk slightly. “I actually prefer the bold Evangeline,” I reply. My mood, which has been dark all day, has lifted incredibly thanks to her.
Our eyes meet, and she smiles, but for a fraction of a second, I see a flicker of hurt in her eyes and a single tear trickles down her cheek. I frown, but she shakes her head, smoothly tilting her head and brushing the tear away. But I had seen it.
“Perfect. I’ll do my best to be the woman that you deserve,” she whispers seductively before she pulls away. “I’ll go shower. You might want to pull those pants up before I decide to worship your cock all over again.”
I smirk as she laughs and I pull my pants up as I watch her walk to the bathroom, my smirk fading, that single tear getting to me.
Is she trying to pretend to be someone she isn’t? Did I hurt her feelings when I said I preferred her like this?I hear the shower come on, and I cross my arms when a sudden thought comes to my mind, and I look up.
Why had the sparks from the bond felt so faint?