groan of need, I tug her hips down to my face before she can finish her statement. I have been ready for ages. The scent of her is far too enticing, the sight of her cunt so tantalizingly close. The folds of her cunt brush against my lips and I drag her to my mouth, pushing my tongue against her sweetness.
She lets out a sultry little gasp that goes directly to my cock, and then her taste floods my mouth. She is already so wet for me, my R'ven, and it just makes me hungry for more. I lick at her folds, ravenous, and find the hot well of her core. She is so slick there that I thrust my tongue in, desperate for more of her taste.
R'ven whimpers, grinding down on my face. "Oh god, yeah. God, why is everything with you so damn big? Even your tongue is huge." She rocks her hips, working her cunt against my tongue. "Such a big…amazing…tongue…"
I growl low in my throat. I want to tell her how beautiful I find her, how perfect, but my mouth is full of her cunt and there is no way I am interrupting this moment. I hold onto her hips as she rocks her pretty cunt against my face, and love the gasp she makes when my nose brushes against the little bud at the apex of her cunt. The clit, she called it. The sensitive part. Deliberately, I move my nose against it again even as I lap at her core, pushing my tongue into her each time. All the while, R'ven rubs against my face, making little noises of pleasure as she works her hips.
The first ripple of her cunt catches me by surprise. Her breath stutters and she sucks in, and I realize it's pleasure that's making her clench like that. Hungrily, I clutch at her thighs, pulling her down harder against my mouth, thrusting my tongue deeper even as she rubs herself against me. I do not know how long it goes on for, simply that I could stay here forever, my face buried between her thighs as she works her slick cunt against my face.
Her body quivers, breathing rapid, and she gasps out my name.
Nothing has ever sounded sweeter.
I rub my face against her harder, increasing the friction even as I plunge my tongue deep, and I'm rewarded with a fresh burst of wetness as she makes a gaspy noise over me and her entire body shudders with her climax. She rocks against me again, her movements jerky and wild as she comes, and then she tries to pull away.
I groan in protest, lapping her taste up as quickly as I can. "More."
She keeps wiggling, trying to get away, and a laugh escapes her. "You're going to kill me with that tongue of yours." Reluctantly, I let her go and she slides away, her face flushed and rosy with release. She looks sleepy-eyed and spent, and moves to my side, kissing my still-wet mouth. "You're amazing," she whispers to me. "I loved that."
"I want to do it again," I tell her, still full of urgent need. "Rest, and then you come sit on my face again."
Her breath catches, and she gives me a sweet smile, her hand trailing down my chest. "Or we could just have sex…? I admit I like the thought of being filled up with this." Her hand grazes over my cock. "Not that I didn't love face sitting. But sometimes a girl just needs to be crammed full of the biggest, baddest hunter she's ever met."
I growl, rocking against her hand. "Is that me?"
R'ven chuckles. "Baby, you know it is."
I like that she calls me these affectionate names. I have heard others refer to their mates as infants, and it took some time before I realized this was a good thing. I decide I like it, and I want more of it. I want more of all of R'ven. I put a hand behind her neck and kiss her again, dragging my tongue against hers in a deep conquest that makes no secret of what I want from her. She moans, clinging to me, and her tongue teases against mine when I pull back.
"I want all of you," I tell her, kissing across her jaw and down her neck. Her skin is flushed here, too, and I nip at it with my fangs, fascinated at the soft, pale skin and the veins underneath. I love her delicate