Page 32 of Unknowingly Being his Brat

My heart and dick were really eager for another round, my ass though… “Maybe round three could involve your ass instead?”

I had no idea what Darius was into, all I knew was that I was into everything that involved him.

“Hmm,” he hummed, pulling away from my sweat slicked back. “I’m definitely intrigued. What do you wish to do to my ass, my sweet mate?”

I pushed off the couch, feeling just how weak my legs had gotten and tried to smile as flirtatiously as possible. “Many things, but first? A taste.”

The need to lick Darius all over was a constant hum under my skin, an instinctual need to claim and mark all of him as mine. If he’d let me, I would lick every single part of his body.

He groaned, then slapped my ass. “Bath, then you can taste me all you want.”

“Deal,” I grinned, taking his hand in mine as we hurried on shaking legs into the bathroom.

There had been no third round yesterday, the reason? Soreness. Well, that and the warm water had a way too soothing effect on our bodies. After the chase in the woods and two amazingly hot claimings, we’d both been drained. The shower had only helped us realize just how tired we both were. Darius had reminded me as we slid under the covers on his bed, that wehad forever together. There was no need to rush through all the experiences at once. He wanted to savor me and my body and I really wanted the same with him. So, we’d snuggled up together, letting our hearts beat in sync as we fell asleep, content in each other’s embrace.

That was yesterday, though, and now I was awake and well rested enough to feel the need to scent-mark Darius take over. I slid under our covers, doing my best not to wake my handsome mate, then tentatively started licking his balls.

I was pretty sure this was what heaven felt like. All I could scent was the salty hint of male as I lapped at his balls, quieting my groans as he started to harden.

“Having fun?” Darius’ rough morning voice sounded amused as I started tasting his length. “Fuck,” he groaned, parting his legs so I had more room in front of him.

“Hmm,” I hummed, my tongue flicking around the head, enjoying the taste of him.

“You’re killing me,” he moaned, grabbing my hair with his right hand like he wanted to control my movements. Fuck, it was hot.

I let him control me. Allowed his hand to steer me up and down as I took what I could of him inside my mouth, tightening my mouth around his deflated knot whenever I reached it.

“You’re so perfect, my Milo. Just perfection,” he whispered, his hand still guiding me.

I loved that I couldn’t reply, that his words would remain unanswered between us, because for once in my life, I felt perfect. Darius’ mark on my neck was enough for all the doubt to seep away. He loved every part of me. I could literallyfeelit. I would never doubt his love for me. Nor would he doubt mine.

My need for relief was urging me to bring out my best moves, not that I truly knew what I was doing, only that Darius seemed to like it. I ran my tongue around the head faster, swallowing him down while sucking and pressing my lips against him, doing all I could to bring him to release. I needed to feel him come apart in my mouth. Needed to swallow everything he gave me. My hand held him around his knot, my thumb caressing it over and over.

“Baby!” he yelled, coming hard and fast, way too fast, his cum flooded my mouth and my senses, making me whimper with need.

I swallowed what I could, resting next to his now soft cock as I panted for breath, my own dick hard and demanding, pulsing with need.

“That was…fuck, that was the best way to wake up. Please don’t ever hesitate to do that again.” The way Darius’ voice held so much awe had me preening. I did that.

“I want to be your baby,” I whispered, feeling foolish for saying it out loud, but needing him to keep calling me that forever, too.

“Always, baby,” he whispered, his tone so fond and happy it made me ache.

“Touch me,” I begged, unable to wait a second longer.

A low growl was all the warning I got before I was somehow flipped on my back where Darius had been seconds before, his lips now a warm heat around my painfully hard dick, my knot tingling with awareness as he kept brushing against it.

“Dar!” I yelped, then moaned long and loud. Fuck it was heaven! “Never stop!” I begged, feeling so close to coming. So close to feeling the bliss take over.

I dared a peek at Darius and that did it. His eyes were almost black as he stared back at me, my dick in his mouth. The sight, one I would remember forever. The lust in his eyes. The want for me.

My release filled his mouth but he kept going, swallowing while he sucked me clean, making me twitch in place as oversensitivity took over, my knot deflating.

“I don’t think I can walk anymore,” I rasped once Darius released my drained dick.

His chuckle was enough to alert me that my thought hadn’t been an inside thought like I’d believed it to be. “I’ll carry you, baby.”

Swoon.