Page 519 of Once Upon a Fable

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 cockspearing 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.