Chapter Twenty-Nine

Sarah

C lothes flew everywhere as we undressed in a frenzy, pausing to caress, grab, spank and stroke one another only briefly. Too urgent were the unspoken demands we made of one another. Demands that could only be satisfied bodily.

Levi picked me up and set me on the edge of his desk. Stepping back for a moment, he ran his eyes over my naked figure.

"Enjoying the view?" I teased.

"I think you know the answer to that." He pointed at his cock, which was fully erect, without me touching it yet.

That would change, though. He knew how badly I wanted it—how I wanted to grip it, but mostly to suck on it. To feel him in my mouth. It was a must for me. I got so wet when I wrapped my lips around his cock. It was ridiculous.

"Well, don't just look," I teased.

"You're right." He stepped closer, looming over me even more now that I was sitting down. His shoulders blocked out most of the light, and his abs rippled in front of my face. I leaned forward and licked them playfully.

"My turn to taste," he said once I was done, dropping to his knees and pulling me across the desk until his tongue found my slit. He growled delightfully. I thought. I was too busy with my eyes rolling back into my skull to be certain.

Clamping my fingers around the edge of the desk, I held on for dear life. His spit mixed with my wetness in no time. Using one hand, he mixed them together and slid a finger inside me, twisting it around to tease my G-spot. At the same time, his tongue flicked across my clit, and I nearly jumped.

Hungry as could be, Levi's mouth devoured my pussy while fingering me slowly with two fingers.

A third finger made its presence known, and I did jump that time as he slid the first knuckle into my ass. There was plenty of my wetness to use as lube, and it went in easy. I gasped in excitement, unable to stop from grinding my hips forward.

Levi's cock was too big for me, but he knew I loved ass play anyway. Did dragons have lube and plugs, too? I wanted something more. Having both holes filled was a delight unlike no other. It intensified everything Levi did to me, driving me closer and closer to that first explosive orgasm.

I didn't force it, didn't try to coax it forth. There was no need with Levi. However much time or energy I needed, he would give. The man was a consummate lover, and I always came multiple times before he did. It was impossible not to with how his fingers and tongue worked across my body, building my arousal at every turn.

He cared about my pleasure—about me—and he made it known. My every moan, every cry or gasp was echoed in some way. Whether a tightening of his eyes, a growl of approval, his fingers gripping tighter, there was always a giveaway.

"Fuck, Levi," I moaned, grabbing his head and holding it tight to my pussy. "That feels so good. I'm getting so close. Don't stop now."

He didn't. Nor did he change anything. He knew better. Maybe he got a little louder, but I couldn't hear it over my own cries, muffled as they were by a finger.

I came all over his face, my core convulsing with every flick of my clit, drawing me into a ball hugging his face. Warm pleasure, that beautiful, irreplaceable orgasmic wonder, settled into my every pore and nerve ending. At some point, Levi settled me back, sliding his fingers out of my holes and gently kissing my pussy, helping me return to a normal state.

Then he started all over again.

It didn't take as long the second time. He teased and tortured me for a minute or two, making me beg him in my sexiest, throatiest voice for more, but that was it. I closed my eyes, riding the explosion pulsing out from between my legs as it wrapped my entire body in its bubble of pleasure.

Then I was in the air. I cried out at the unexpected movement but managed—barely—to not flail and squirm free, which would have resulted in me plummeting to the floor. Levi placed me on his chair then, and hit the lever that adjusted the height. At first, I frowned, but then I laughed as he stuck his hips forward, measuring where his cock came to on me.

After a couple of finely tuned adjustments, his hands put me how he wanted me, and I became his. My pussy welcomed his cock. I bemoaned the lack of dick-sucking, but it faded swiftly as he pulled me back onto him. Hard.

My body shook with every impact. I held on for dear life as Levi worked himself into a frenzy. It was worth it. My pussy suddenly clamped down on him, and I gushed, coming all over him. He didn't stop.

That was fine. I didn't want to. It was too good to stop. Only when he was ready would he stop.

I grinned to myself. Maybe then I would get to suck his dick. Make him come for me. How I wanted. That would be fun.

As it turned out, it was. We both enjoyed it, and after I was done licking my lips and the tip of his cock clean of any evidence, we gathered our clothing and retreated to his bedroom.

Levi waited with the covers held open as I scurried back from the bathroom. I leaped under the covers in a ball like a tiny gremlin, seeking out his warmth and touch. Burrowing deeper and deeper beside him, I sighed with contentment as one thickly muscled arm draped itself over my shoulders. I brought one hand up to hold it tight to me, resting my head on his corded forearm, feeling the power contained within.

"This is nice," I murmured, squirming ever so closer, reveling in the press of our naked bodies.

"I agree." The basso of his voice rumbled through his chest into my back pleasantly.

"Now if we just—"

" Mommy? " a sleepy voice called from the hallway just outside the door a moment before the door opened.

I sighed. "I guess this is our life now, isn't it? Trying to find time in between."

"It's fine," Levi said with a chuckle, waving for Jakub to climb onto the bed. "Besides, just wait until we have more."

I still hadn't recovered my voice when Jakub plopped down between us and curled up to sleep.

More kids?