Page 352 of Pucking Feral: Part Two

She’s wet enough that her slick glistens between her folds.

My cock pulses.

I look away.

Valek catches my gaze before I can retreat completely. His expression is calm, but his eyes have sharpened. "You’re staring at her like a starving wolf. Give her what she wants."

I could cut her.

“Then don’t let your teeth touch her.”

She might squirm.

"So I’ll hold her still," he purrs, taking her wrists in one hand, his fingers closing easily around them and pinning them in place. His other hand presses against her sternum, fingers spreading across her panting chest.

Ivy tests his grip with a small pull.

He holds her.

Her scent spikes.

“Like this,” Valek says quietly. "She won’t move unless I let her." He leans in close to her, lips curving. "Will you, little omega?"

I glance at his hand around her wrists, but he isn’t hurting her. His thumb rests over her pulse, monitoring it, and his grip stays controlled. Ivy’s fingers curl and uncurl above her head as she looks at me, breathless and wanting.

“I want this,” she says. “I want your tongue on me."

My tongue presses against the backs of my teeth.

Her gaze drops to them, and her hips roll once against the blankets before Valek’s free hand settles lower, across her stomach.

“Be still,” he murmurs. "Or your feral mate might slip."

Ivy’s breath shudders.

“Wraith,” she pleads. “Please.”

I move down her body, slowly, unsure.

My hands slide along the outsides of her thighs, feeling every tremor beneath my palms. She opens wider for me as I settle between her legs. My shoulders force her knees apart farther than they already are, but she gives me the space willingly, her heels digging into the bedding beside my ribs.

Her pussy is inches from my face.

Wet.

Flushed.

Her folds glisten in the lantern light, swollen from Valek’s fingers and her orgasm. Slick gathers at her entrance and trails lower, the scent enticing me, numbing out the fear crawling up my spine.

I breathe her in.

Warm honeysuckle.

Mine.

Ours.

My tongue pushes between my teeth, then retreats.