Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 22544 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22544 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
I carefully placed Dalton on the mattress, and wasted no time in stripping off my clothes, tossing them in every direction and baring my body to my mate. He licked his lips as his eyes roved over my form. His obvious desire only fueled my need.
I undid the button of his jeans and pulled them from his legs with one tug, dragging his boxers down as well. His hard cock slapped against his stomach, leaving behind a drop of clear liquid on his t-shirt. It looked too delicious to resist.
I leaned down and licked the fluid off of the fabric, loving the tangy flavor and drawing a moan from Dalton’s lips. I hadn’t even touched his skin, but he still reacted. A devilish grin crossed my face at the thought of what I was about to do to him.
I whipped off his shirt and tossed it to the ground before climbing onto the bed with him. I framed his head with my hands and leaned in close to plant a long, slow lick across his mating mark. Dalton moaned once more as a shiver rocked through him. I was just getting started.
I dragged my tongue down his chest, stopping to flick it across each of his nipples, teasing the flesh into hard beads. When Dalton arched his back, shamelessly pushing closer to me, I gently bit down, making him hiss through his teeth.
I greedily lapped at his stomach, including another clear puddle left behind. It was delicious, but I wanted to taste his essence from the source. When I trailed my tongue over the heated skin of his cock, Dalton fisted the sheets beneath him, whispering my name in a hoarse voice. I wanted him to scream it.
I stretched my jaws and swallowed his dick to the root, until his tip painted the back of my throat. I sucked hard and bobbed my head up and down his length, milking his flesh with my eager lips.
When more pre-cum trickled onto my taste buds, I sucked harder, moved faster, and cast my eyes upwards onto Dalton’s beautiful face, hoping he was watching me as well. But his own eyes were rolled back into his head.
Knowing that I was giving my mate such pleasure nearly made me explode, but I kept myself in check by burying my fingernail into the palm of my hand, thankful when the skin repaired itself quickly.
I couldn’t resist the temptation of my sexy, perfect mate. I popped my lips from around his dick and spread his thighs with my palms. It was then that Dalton’s eyes reappeared from his skull, landing on mine and holding a hint of panic.
“Hutch, I’ve never…you know…had anything in me.” Another nail pierced my palm at his admission. I knew as much already, but hearing it on his lips drove me crazy.
“It’s okay,” I told him with a gentle smile. “I’ll take care of you. Do you trust me?”
“Yes,” he replied without question, and my heart warmed behind my ribs.
“I would never hurt you. Besides, you’re not ready yet.” I answered his look of confusion by spreading his legs wider, bending my head down, and pressing my tongue to his sweet little pink hole.
I smiled against his skin when Dalton cried out with both surprise and pleasure. Desperate to give him more, I licked him wildly, tracing along every wrinkle in his skin, devouring his musky flavor.
Dalton’s hands moved from the sheets to my hair, pulling and clawing as I ate his ass like my favorite meal (which it had instantly become). I lapped against him until his skin was shiny with saliva.
He held his breath when I tapped my index finger against his pucker, and released it in a long moan when I slid my fingertip inside him. Dalton’s channel was warm and welcoming. I slowly inched forward until my palm bumped against his cheek and asked, “Is that okay?”
“It’s so much fucking better than okay.”
I grinned wickedly and stretched my other arm out to reach inside my bedside table, retrieving a bottle of lube, which I drizzled over my fingers. I tossed it onto the mattress and slowly wiggled in a second finger as Dalton hissed again.
I gave him a moment to adjust before I moved my hand backwards, and then filled him again. He tipped his head back and moaned, enjoying my touch, so I gave him more. I pulsed my hand back and forth, fucking him deep with two fingers. I swirled my digits, brushing against his prostate until he shivered. His moans turned to pleading for my cock, and I wouldn’t deny my mate a thing.
Dalton groaned when I pulled my fingers from him, and he watched with rapt attention as I grabbed the lube and poured a hefty dose over my cock. It was already soaked with pre-cum, but I wanted to make sure my mate was comfortable.