Good morning
Adea
I chased the scent of a woodsy man as I drifted between sleep and consciousness. My limbs felt like lead and relaxation weighed me down as heat hummed beneath me. Birds chirped close-by and the smell of pine drifted through the room. Sunlight danced over my closed lids. I shook my head as I tried to move away, and my lashes fluttered, catching a flash of blinding brightness before I clenched my eyes shut. Only to fly open as realization dawned on me.
A new day.
It was morning.
The sun beamed brightly through the windows, casting warm patterns of light onto swaying branches. I’d fallen asleep and hadn’t woken up once. I jutted my lip out. I was pouting, but I didn’t care. Spending the night with Shane had been just that—sleeping. I’d missed out on all the fun. A quiet whine escaped me, and I wanted to kick something. The man I talked to last night was the Shane I knew he could be. That was the man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. Before last night, I’d only had one glimpse of the real Shane. Even though everything had been perfect, I couldn’t help the thoughts swimming through my head at the possibility I’d wake up with the ass he’d been.
I couldn’t handle that.
I’d missed out on the chance to kiss and suck on his neck, or rub my ass against him until he’d had enough. The vision of him swatting my ass before fucking me only irritated me more. Goddess, I didn’t even get to wake him up with my mouth. A devious thought formed, and my wolf nodded her head in agreement. My cheek rested on his chest, my hand draped loosely across his abdomen, and a sheet covered our lower halves. But that did nothing to hide the thick girth that lifted the sheet almost a foot in the air.
Oh, yeah. This was happening.
My fingers twitched with the need to grip it, but somehow, I withheld. Sneaking a glance up at him, I tipped my chin and the corner of my lip curled at his still sleeping form.
Not all is lost.
I fought with every fiber of my being and stopped myself from licking his sharp jawline. This wouldn’t play out the way I wanted if I did that. Lifting off of him, I froze. Not only because he stirred, but because I was in pain. My thighs, hips, and pussy were sore. He’d done more damage than I thought. The comatose-like sleep made sense. When he stilled, I made my way down his body as gently as I could manage while my body screamed for me to go back to bed.
Climbing over his massive thigh, I settled between them. Straightening my back, I stared down at him in all his glory. Abs I’d love to run my tongue along, hands I wanted to wear as a necklace, and curls I wanted to tangle my fingers in. I even envied his tattoos because I wished I could be that close to him every day. I giggled. This man had me so far gone, I wanted to shrink just so he could carry me around with him.
Feeling like a pervert, my fingers danced through the air as I inched closer and closer until they hovered just above the sheet. Grazing his flesh, he sucked in a sharp breath, and I dared a glance at him. Sighing with relief when he stayed asleep, my shoulders slumped, and I grabbed the material and lifted it—revealing him. His tip winked at me and my mouth fell open as pre-cum dripped down his head like a work of art. Who am I kidding? Shane is art.
I’ve never just wanted to suck dick, but with Shane, I love it. I actually enjoy it. I want to slobber all over him. Gagging on his cock sounds like a good time. I was anxious, no, needy for it—for him. I clenched my thighs before lowering until I was on my belly. From this angle, I get a good view of his balls and the prominent veins that slither up his underside. His monster cock casts a shadow over me. I don’t know how he can sleep with his third leg pointing upward, but it was impressive.
Getting back up, I sat on my legs and lowered my mouth to his tip. When I wrapped my lips around his head and sucked, his body flexed. Encircling his girth with my hand, I jerk the base urgently. My efforts aren’t in vain and soon, I’m rewarded with more of hi pre-cum. I hum around him appreciatively. My lips stretched wide as I took him further. Uncaring about the amount of saliva dripping down his length, I massage his balls with my other hand. When a rumbling sound filled the room, I whined with a mouthful of cock and he groaned. My eyes darted up, meeting his lust-filled ones as he cupped my cheek.
“Good morning, Princess.” His voice was even deeper in the morning. The timbre in his voice was gasoline on the flames of my desire. I swooned and my pussy followed. My arousal dripped down my thigh at the nickname. His hand slid to the back of my neck. Now that I had an audience, I held his gaze as I lifted before opening more to take him to the back of my throat. Pushing down, I tested my limits. My mouth watered as I gagged, but it didn’t deter me.
“I love watching you suck my cock,” he murmured.
Encouraged, I bobbed, taking him further. His eyes never left mine as I pleased him. His thumb brushed over my throat, where I took him deeper and deeper. Withdrawing, I dragged my tongue up his length and flicked his tip before turning my head so my throat glided around him as I dropped on him.
“That’s my girl,” he groaned.
When my lips touched my hand, I removed it and used both thumbs to rub circles into his balls while I choked on his cock. His hips were raising up to meet me with every dip of my head. Tears streamed down my cheeks and I made ugly sounds as I gasped for air where I could. His balls drew tight, and I wanted his orgasm more than I’ve ever wanted anything. I needed him to lose himself in me. Ropes of come to shoot down my throat as I took pleasure in giving him pleasure.
Almost there.
I could feel it, but before I could get it, fingers dug into flesh and the hand on the back of my neck yanked me off. Confusion washed over me as drool dribbled from my mouth. My lips tingled as I used my hands to grip his thighs.
“What are you doing?” I rasped.
“Stopping you.” His eyes flashed yellow, alerting me to Maximus’ presence.
“Why?” I murmured. My feelings were all over the place. He released me as he sat up. Tilting my head back, I stared up at him. He grabbed my jaw and lowered himself until he pressed his lips against mine. Leaning into it, I kissed him back. Parting my lips, I dragged my tongue up his mouth before he could pull away. Staring into my eyes, he smirked.
“Because I need to be inside you.”
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