And God, I wanted.
While kissing me, Kas stripped me.
His hands pulled off my white T-shirt and pink exercise bra, dropping his touch to my leggings. I kicked off my shoes and toed off my socks as he relieved me of my leggings and panties.
The sun was warm on my bare skin as he guided me down to the picnic blanket. I gladly let him control me, settling onto my back as he removed my hand from around his cock and slid his way down my body.
Settling himself between my spread legs, he smiled. “There’s something I want to do, Gem. Something that I’ve wanted to do for a while now but didn’t quite have the courage.”
I arched up on my elbows, staring down at his handsome face, hovering above my pussy. “Do what?”
“You’ll see.” He licked his lips. “For now, I’m going to make you shatter.” His head bowed, his mouth locking onto my clit.
“Holy God—” I collapsed backward, my spine arching as his tongue found my entrance and dove deep. There was no denying Kas’s talent when it came to sex. He seemed to know exactly how I needed it—hard, soft, fast, slow.
Today, he read my body and delivered everything I wanted.
I wanted it rough.
I wanted it wild.
I wanted to be eaten alive by the very beast I’d rescued.
His teeth caught my clit as two of his fingers sank inside me.
He breathed me in all while he thrust his fingers deep, curling them to rub against that perfect spot within me. His tongue lavished pleasurable pain on my clit, pushing me up the mountain, not letting me breathe.
I grabbed handfuls of his longish hair as he drove a third finger inside me, stretching me wide, giving me nowhere to hide. “Yes,” I hissed, rocking my hips into his face.
“Come, Gem.” He licked me, thrust into me. “Come all over my fingers.”
My belly coiled. My womb throbbed. Bliss tingled down my legs until my toes curled.
His nose nuzzled into me as he bit my clit again, his fingers feathering and pulsing.
I never took long when he was this determined.
I didn’t stand a chance if he’d decided I’d come within moments of him touching me.
“You’re mine.” He kissed my clit before biting me with barely controlled violence. “All mine. Forever.”
“Yes.” I writhed as his fingers continued to drive me mad.
“Say you love me.”
“I love you.”
“Say you love my tongue deep in your pussy.”
“I love your tongue.”
“My tongue where, Gem?” He licked me hard and long, pushing me closer to the edge. “Where is my tongue? Where does it belong?”
I blushed but moaned, “In my pussy. Your tongue belongs inside me.”
“Damn fucking right it does.” He drove it inside me, his fingers moving until I no longer knew what part of him was where.
“You need to come for me, Gem. I’m too close myself.” He buried his nose in my trimmed pubic hair. “Your smell...your taste. It’s making me crazy.”
I tugged his hair in reflex as he unleashed whatever magic he wielded.
I jerked and cried out as the pleasure became too intense. His tongue shoved me headfirst into annihilation, all while his fingers ensured I shattered at his command.
With a harsh bite and loving lick, he pushed me off the cliff, growling under his breath as I moaned and let go.
“Fuck, Gem. God, I want you.”
I rode through the clenching, wonderful waves of an orgasm, my legs tensing around his head as he didn’t stop. He kept dragging out my release, violent and victorious, his own sounds of desire threading with mine.
The final band of my climax faded, and my legs flopped wide. He withdrew his fingers and licked me slowly, making me shudder for more.
Rising up to his knees, he sat between my spread legs, his cock spearing into the sunshine. It took a moment for my eyes to focus from the mind-shattering release he’d given me. I waited for him to mount me, fill me deep, and ride me.
But he didn’t move.
My heart hiccupped with worry as I studied his face. “Kas...what’s wrong?”
He shook his head, his jaw clenching. “Nothing. You’re just so perfect. So goddamn beautiful.”
I stretched on the blanket, pushing my breasts up, letting him look his fill. “Do whatever you want to me.” I smiled coyly. “You deserve it after that orgasm.”
His eyes glittered. “Anything?”
I nodded. “Anything.”
“I can’t promise I’ll be able to finish.” He threw a glance at Fang snoozing beside us. “If anything goes wrong...he should stop me.”
I frowned. “Goes wrong?” I tried to sit up, but Kas planted a hand on my belly, keeping me down. “What’s going to go wrong?”
“Nothing if I can help it.” With steel in his stare and determination on his gorgeous, scruff-covered face, he wrapped his right hand around his cock. Over the past six months, he’d touched himself while we had sex. He no longer needed me to angle his length to my entrance and had no issue with stroking himself a few times while watching me strip.