28. Turren

“It’s been too long since I tasted you, my glorious mate,” I said as I spread her legs wider. She’d come for me, her cry of pleasure echoing in the meadow. But I wanted to take more. I’d suck on her until she came again, and only then would I claim her completely.

When I sucked on her clit, she gasped. Her thighs pressed against my head, and she ran her fingertips across my horns.

My cock jerked upward, and I almost came from her simple touch alone.

“This is all I’ll ever need,” I murmured against her clit. “You.” I sucked it into my mouth and slid my tongue across it. “This.” I started moving my fingers inside her again, my heart thundering when she bucked up to my touch. “And this.” With my other hand, I tugged on her nipple, rolling it until it formed a hard bud.

I lifted her hips, splaying her wide for me, and my reward was seeing how she glistened, how nicely she took my fingers. Her passage sucked on my hand, and I couldn’t wait to feel it with my cock.

I’d crave this woman forever; I’d never get enough. From the moment I woke until I fell asleep each night—and even in my dreams—I’d want her. Her smiles, the strokes of her hand, and her love.

Whimpers escaped her throat, and I wanted to grin. I was pleasing her, pleasing the one person who mattered the most in the world. It made me want to bellow with joy. Race across the desert. And love her all over again.

“Turren,” she cried, lifting her hips to my hand. I pulled my fingers out and replaced them with my tongue, pushing it deep inside her and dragging it across her inner walls when I slid it out. “I’m on fire. Please . . .”

“I’ve got you, mate. Come for me.” I lifted my head only long enough to speak. No way would I be able to stop right now. She tasted like the sweetest fruit. The heat of her was driving me wild.

“All I can think of is you, Kaila.” I punctuated my words with a stab of my tongue deep inside her. I rolled her clit with one hand while my other stroked her breasts one after the other. Back and forth because I couldn’t bear not to give them equal love. “From the moment I wake.” Damn, she tasted good. It was all I could do to focus. Soon, I’d feel her around my cock, but was I greedy for wanting this just as much? “Until the time I fall asleep.” I added my fingers, pushing them in when my tongue slid out, driving her body to the edge.

And beyond.

Her passage tightened around my tongue, and I tasted her bliss when she came. She jerked upward, riding her pleasure, riding my mouth.

Until she collapsed on the purple leaves and her legs splayed wide.

“I’m limp,” she said with a bubbly laugh. “But I bet you’re nowhere limp yourself, my wonderful mate.”

Rising, she took me by the shoulders and guided me down to lay on the soft vegetation.

“My turn.” She licked her lips as she took in my cock throbbing against my abs. “I wonder how you’ll taste. Will you let me feast?”

A pack of ashenclaws could burst into the clearing and I wouldn’t see them. Shaydes could chitter in the woods, and I wouldn’t hear them. All I’d be able to focus on was my precious mate.

She kissed my chest and moved down across my belly, her lips tickling and bringing out my laugh. Even that movement made my cock jerk upward, thickening and hardening to the point I almost couldn’t bear it.

She sent me a sultry smile. “What should I do next with you, my beautiful orc mate?”