Page 83 of Bound to Three Fae Beasts

“Jasper,” I gasped, grabbing his hair. “Don’t.”

He looked up the length of my body. “You don’t want me to?”

Heat flared in my cheeks. “I haven’t showered today.”

“You smell divine.”

“I…” I scrambled for an excuse.

Jasper leaned into my hands. “Do you want me to stop?”

I shook my head.

“Do you want me to move to something else?”

I hesitated. “I … I should … I can’t ask you to do this.”

“You didn’t ask. I want to, Azriel. I want to know what your pussy tastes like. I want to suck on your clit watch as you lose all control of yourself.” He kissed the crease of my hip. “I want to fuck you with my tongue before I fuck you with my cock.”

His words lit a fire inside of me. I’d read much more explicit details than that in the forbidden novels at the orphanage, but hearing them spoken by a man kneeling before me was something else entirely. The desire shone in his eyes and I nodded breathlessly.

Jasper kissed the same spot as before, then propped his free hand under my ass and pushed his tongue against my pussy. It was soft and wet, then hardened when it found my clit. My core clenched. Bolts of pleasure spread from my clit as he lapped at it. I panted, both my hands tangled into his hair as I tried to keep my balance.

He thrust his tongue into me. It pushed in deep, deeper than I’d ever been able to go with my fingers. My eyes shut again as my head fell against the wall. I groaned as he worked me, alternatingly thrusting his tongue into me and flicking it over my clit. Liquid heat moved throughout my whole body. My nipples hardened and my legs started to shake.

“Careful,” Jasper murmured, pulling back slightly to kiss down my inner thigh.

I opened my eyes and realized I was sagging, the one leg holding me up trembling dangerously. Jasper shuffled back on his knees and lowered my other leg, then jumped to his feet and led me to the couch. He cupped my cheek and kissed my neck and collarbones. I moaned in response, my hands dropping to his trousers. I opened them and freed his cock. It was already hard. I wrapped my palm around it, stroking it twice before Jasper lowered me to the couch.

“I won’t last long if you do that,” he warned me, taking my hand away from his cock. “It’s been too long since I…”

“I wouldn’t have guessed it. Your mouth has lost none of its talents,” I reassured him.

He smirked at me, then adjusted my position so my legs were spread on either side of his shoulders. With that, he went back to work. His tongue laved against my clit, making a small series of explosions echo inside of me.

He groaned into me and the vibrations heightened my pleasure. Everything went tight inside of me. I grabbed the edge of the couch, crying out. The orgasm hit me, but he didn’t stop. His tongue moved from my clit to thrust into my pussy. He fucked me with his tongue, just like he said he would, drawing my orgasm out longer. My back arched and I cried out, writhing beneath his touch. I never wanted it to end.

I was just coming down from the high when Jasper moved again. He pulled back and swung me around so I lay flat on the couch and climbed on after me. His mouth moved over my stomach and breasts as he bent my knees toward my chest. I grabbed them, helping to hold myself open. His hands clenched over my thighs.

Jasper held his breath as he looked up into my eyes. His cock nudged my entrance, still shivering from my orgasm. He nudged the tip inside and I groaned. Bruises formed on my thighs beneath his fingertips as he moved slowly, pushing in inch by inch. It felt so good that all I could do was gasp out his name.

When he was fully seated, he released his breath in a sudden rush. I stretched around him, almost to the point of pain. If he hadn’t spent so much time preparing me, I knew it would hurt. I also knew that I wouldn’t have told him to stop. He was finally inside of me. I felt him nudging every nerve, felt myself molding to fit him perfectly.

“Are you comfortable?” he asked, breathless.

I nodded, smiling to reassure him. “This feels wonderful.”

Jasper rocked his hips back. He pulled all the way out, then thrust in deep with one motion. A shudder shook him, and it was as though he lost all control. He started thrusting hard and fast. My body wasn’t ready for that intensity, and this time there was pain. But oh, there was too much pleasure. I clung to him, crying out as my muscles spasmed.

“Don’t stop,” I begged. “Jasper. Jasper!”

He ground his teeth and growled, maintaining his steady rhythm. Sweat soaked his temples and made his chest glisten. Even as the pleasure slowly overtook the pain, another sensation swept through me. One of sheer, utter bliss. Here he was, a powerful fae, and he was completely in my power. I was the one on my back, knees tucked into myself, but I didn’t feel submissive at all. I felt as though Jasper would do anything I asked.

“Kiss me,” I breathed to test it.

He dropped over me at once, pushing my legs open to either side of his ribs. His mouth caught mine, musky and hot. His tongue thrust into my mouth as his hips stuttered. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, rolling up to meet him thrust for thrust.

“Jasper,” I moaned. I whimpered as his breathing grew ragged. His thrusts were harder now, and I felt his teeth brush my neck, then he bit down on the pillow next to my ear. He trembled over me and I trembled with him.