Moon Child (The Year of the Wolf #2) - Serena Akeroyd Page 0,121

against my lower belly, and when she started to rock, I grabbed a firm hold of her hips to keep her in place.

Digging my feet into the ground sent electricity through me, and I worked her instead, jerking my ass up, making sure that we stayed connected, so that every time I thrust up, it went higher than usual. My thumb was on her clit as I controlled the pace, wanting to make it easier for her as she took Austin’s dick into her mouth.

Catching his eye with mine, I released a shaky breath as I saw him watching her from above. I could only imagine what he was seeing. Tits swaying, tawny hair curling around them, dancing over her shoulders. Fingers clawing into her thighs, lips wet and rosy, cheeks pink and eyes needy.

He grabbed a hold of his dick at the base, then stepped closer, and she let him—let him feed his shaft into her mouth.

The sight had me growling, and I grabbed her hips, grinding her down into me, even as I worked us higher, hotter. Harder. She moaned around his shaft, and Austin groaned, his head falling back as she took him, all of him, swallowing him whole.

I swear, it was like watching porn mid-sex, because I could switch myself with Austin, and think of her sucking me even as she was fucking me.

Talk about a mindfuck.

Tweaking her clit, I reached up with my other hand and cupped her breast. I was careful because I knew she was sensitive still, but I had no choice but to rear up, which made her shriek, and to make tiny nibbling bites around her nipple. She wiggled on me, like that was too much, and the desire to bite her, for her to see my mark in the morning was too strong to deny.

I tucked my face into her throat, where her scent was deepest, and sucked on her there. We rarely bit each other during sex, not unless we were angry, which I wasn’t, or overwhelmed, which I was.

Right now, I just needed the reminder in the morning. I needed to see her wear my claim.

Stupid, sure, but stupidity was something I was having to come to terms with at the moment.

My emotions weren’t rational, which in my mind, made them dumb.

“You could never be dumb,” she whispered, her hands moving to my shoulders, keeping me close, her nails digging in. “You’re perfect as you are. The battle hurt you, as it should. No one should go through something like that without being affected. And that’s why you’re here. Why you need me. I’ll remind you of how perfect you are. How exactly right you are for me, and for Knight.”

“I’m being irrational.”

“We all are from time to time.” Her thoughts dissolved so that the level of communication between us faded away, and I knew why. She was coming. Even as her concentration had split in two with my own headspace invading her moment, she sought and found the peak of her pleasure, and her pussy pulsed around my cock.

As I locked into her, like I always would, I let my teeth dig into her throat, let her feel the pressure, and wasn’t surprised when she gagged on Austin’s dick in her surprise at my ‘attack.’ She creamed around me though, growing wetter, which made the knot’s fix on her even more perfect, because she couldn’t go anywhere.

“Fuck, quick!” Austin garbled, and he pulled free of her, watching with hooded eyes as she opened her mouth, tongue fully out as his knot forged into being and he fed her his cum while he milked it out of his shaft.

She swallowed, her eyes on his, and all the while, I kept my teeth buried in her throat, my hands on her ass, my body pressed to hers, and somehow, it felt like I’d never been closer to her than at this moment.

It wasn’t the first time Austin had come in my presence, wasn’t the first time we’d fucked at the totem.

But it was the first time since her milk moon, and since the battle too.

I’d always needed her before. She was my mate. I was born needing her. I was born wanting her. But equally, I’d never needed her like this.

As my cum slalomed out of my body, filling her womb, I released my hold on her throat and burrowed my face there instead. She felt the tears that came, slipped her hand through my hair, gripping it tightly