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I shouted, my body tensed as I freed one hand to reach down and press into his hair. Because I was so worried he would hear my shout and stop. And, that was the last thing I wanted. I wanted–no I needed more from this male. And I wanted it right now.

Zaldi was gentler now, tracing the lines of my pussy, teasing and tasting as if I was his final meal. And if the sounds from his mouth are anything to go from, he was thrilled with the entree. I moaned again, his whole mouth on me now, feasting, driving his stiffened tongue into my body with firm, measured thrusts.

“What–there’s no way?” my words stumbled over each other as pleasure assaulted me from every angle. He had not been lying about the saliva. I could feel it now, the heavy way my blood hummed in my veins as I arched in his arms.

Zaldi straightened slightly, only enough to press kisses against the shaking line of my thigh. “You’re going to give me this first one, right now, Lulu. And then, I’m going to show you just how easy two and three will be.”

“No, there’s no way I can’t do that.”

Zaldi snorted into my thigh, brushing the barest of bites across my electrified skin. “Maybe with someone else. But, I’m here to bring every fantasy to life. Your every dream is my command.”

I stared into those dark eyes, my entire body pulsing with the need to do exactly what he’d just said. Then, my body already clenching, I nodded.

“Make me cum.”

His smile was devilish. “As you wish, mate.”

Chapter Eleven

Zaldi

My entire body was humming, my heart pounding so hard that I could barely hear my own words as they tumbled free.

“Lulu, fuck, you’re perfect,” I hummed, pressing a quick kiss over her clit as I slipped a finger down low. I withdrew my claws, making sure I wouldn’t hurt her as I pressed one finger deep. Her muscles quivered around me, her thighs leaping against my body. She was so close, I could actually feel her pleasure in my own chest, my body throbbing with the need to please her. To please my mate.

Fuck, my mate.

My cock was hard as steel, precum leaking into my pants as I pumped my finger again. This time, curling and pressing against the part of her that made the cries falling from her lips go silent.

I sucked on her clit, pressing and rolling my hand gently as her body gripped me time and time again. I had to focus completely in order not to come all over myself as I worked Lulu through every bit of her own pleasure.

She finally relaxed, her body sagging with pleasure and relief, I finally drew back, pulling myself first to a standing position and then to sitting on her bed, finally, until I could drape her boneless form across my lap. She sighed softly but knitted her arms around my neck as I settled on the mattress.

“Well, shit, Z, I can’t feel my legs,” Lulu said, her breath warm against my neck.

I grinned, but only under her legs shifted as she brushed up against my still hard cock. “And that’s only one, Lulu. You owe me two more.”

She moaned, “Evil, evil, sex demon.” But, her words weren’t upset or even angry. They were full of promise and interest. And as I shifted my grip on her lower, I felt her shift too, until her legs could straddle my legs.

Her hands left my neck, trailing down my body until they settled right over the button on my pants. Her eyes leaped to mine, soft and hot at the same time. “What other surprises are you hiding from me?”

I grunted when her hand slipped down over where my cock was trying to break through the fabric of my pants. “Surprise? I would never.”

I grunted as Lulu’s hand suddenly went to the button, snapping it open and reaching in and drawing my cock out. Her eyes widened, her mouth turning into an ‘O’ as she ran suddenly tentative fingers over the head. I hissed as her silky palm skimmed lower until she could grip me.

“Fuck, Lulu, I think you know exactly what kind of surprise awaits you if you keep touching me like that.”

Her tongue darted out, stroking over her lips with a movement that left me staring. “Like what?”

“Like you don't know what it's been like, night after night for years, going to sleep with your scent in my nose, and now,” I drew in a sharp breath, “your taste on my tongue. Fuck, every time I touch myself I’m going to think of the way you gripped me, how slick you are.”

Lulu’s head rolled, “Zaldi….” Her hips twitched a little, her hands firm on my cock. “God, I feel like I can still feel your tongue on me.”

I smiled, or tried to. It was hard to focus on anything when she had her hands on me like this. “Should I say you’re welcome? Or thank you?”

Lulu moaned, rocking her hips until her body touched my burning hot skin with her own slickness. We both froze at that point, our eyes slowly finding each other. “Maybe both,” she whispered.

“And now,” my grip on her hips moved her up a little, until more of her could feel how hard I was. “Are you ready for round two?”