Total pages in book: 118
Estimated words: 106646 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 533(@200wpm)___ 427(@250wpm)___ 355(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106646 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 533(@200wpm)___ 427(@250wpm)___ 355(@300wpm)
"I'm going to take that as a yes." I swirl my tongue once more on the head of his cock and then fit my lips around it and suck.
A'tam jerks, his breath rasping in his throat. "Br'chit," he pants. "Yes, Br'chit."
His excitement fuels mine, and even though I thought it'd be impossible, I can fit the head of his cock inside my mouth. I take him a little deeper, using lots of spit and perseverance. If my teeth scrape the sides, he doesn't notice. He's got his eyes open now, his head lifted as he watches me take him into my mouth. His hand pins me to his cock, hand tight in my hair, but I like it. I like that his hips give the tiniest of flexes, as if he's desperate to fuck my face and can't because he doesn't want to scare me.
And I suck on him. With my tongue and my lips, I work his cock. It's not the prettiest blowjob I've ever given, or the most skillful, but A'tam loves it. When I fit him further into my mouth, I'm surprised to feel the head of him hit the back of my throat. I didn't think that was going to be possible. I pull back, choking just a little, and then renew my efforts to make him come.
"My mate." A'tam's body is tense under mine. "Ah, my mate." He draws the words out, almost pained, his movements tight. "Your mouth is so good."
I squeeze his shaft with my fingers and then begin a slow pumping motion, working his length with my hand even as I work the tip with my mouth. He takes in a shuddering breath, his entire body stiffening, and I know he's close. I suck on him with renewed enthusiasm, wanting to push him over the edge. As I work him with my mouth, I slip a finger from my free hand to his balls and tickle his sac.
His release explodes out of him. With a cry, A'tam stiffens, pushing my head and dragging my mouth farther down onto his length. My mouth fills with the hot load of his release and I pull back immediately, coughing and choking. His seed is everywhere—down my face, on my hands, on his thighs—and he collapses on the furs, his lungs heaving, as the last of his release finishes him.
I look down at the carnage in the furs—A'tam's sweaty body, the seed pooling on his skin, the spatters on my own…and I feel rather smugly pleased. I wipe my mouth, move forward, and rub my nose against his. "Was that okay?"
In response, he grabs me and kisses me hard. The taste of him is still in my mouth, but A'tam doesn't seem to care. "You are a wonder," he breathes, pressing his forehead to mine. "I have no words."
"Do you love me?" I tease, unable to resist asking.
A laugh huffs out of him. He kisses me again. "I love you, my fierce kaari. Now, more than ever, that nickname seems appropriate." His mouth turns up in a tired but teasing expression. "You latch on and never let go."
"And you loved every moment of it."
He groans again, looking utterly sated. "Oh, I did."
35
A'TAM
I feel as if I am peeling away the layers of my mate's secrets with each kiss and caress. With each moan or sigh of pleasure, I tell myself I must remember this. I need to memorize the touches she likes, the sounds she makes when my mouth is on her. Now that I know what her true pleasure looks like when she comes, I will settle for nothing less.
I do not know how I did not see it before. Br'chit has always enjoyed kissing, but I have not seen her climax as I have this night. I wake her from her sleep twice more, hungry for her body, and use my fingers to make her come. Even though I long to push my cock deep into the tight channel of her cunt, I will not until she is ready for it. For now, fingers and kisses make her soft and yielding in my arms…and she rewards me with kisses and caresses on my cock.
I wake up the next morning, sleep-poor but very, very happy. My Br'chit is in my arms, her mane tousled, the secrets stick next to her in the furs. We have forgotten all about the thing, I realize as I pick it up. Even as I do, I lean over Br'chit and she lets out a hungry little sigh, turning toward me in her sleep. Her teats look soft and inviting, and I cannot resist running the stick over them, toying with the tips.
They tighten immediately and she lets out a sleepy whimper.
My cock is hard, as it always is in the morning, and her inviting body is a temptation I cannot resist. I slide the stick lower, to the cradle of her thighs, and rub the smooth end between the folds of her cunt. Her mouth opens in a silent cry, and her eyes flutter open. "Wh-wha…A'tam?"