Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 105936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 530(@200wpm)___ 424(@250wpm)___ 353(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 530(@200wpm)___ 424(@250wpm)___ 353(@300wpm)
Goddess, stop thinking about it! I told myself sternly. It can’t happen again! He might forgive what you did once but that doesn’t mean he’ll forgive you a second time. This was a one-time only thing—you can never do it again!
But I was uncomfortably aware that my throat was already feeling dry again and I couldn’t stop thinking of his secret flavor like candied bitter cherries… Goddess, what was wrong with me? Did this new craving I had for him have something to do with the fact that we were Fated Mates?
I didn’t know and there was no way to find out. I pushed the thoughts out of my head, closed my eyes tightly, and did my best to get to sleep.
I had mostly succeeded by the time Turk came back and got into bed with me. However, the feeling of his big, male body beside my much smaller frame woke me up again and once more I started to feel thirsty.
I ignored the thirst grimly, telling myself I couldn’t do what I longed to—there was no way I could suck him again. But then Turk, who had been lying with his back to mine, turned over and I felt something hot and hard pressing against my bottom.
I stiffened at once, wondering if he was poking me on purpose. But his breathing was even and slow—after a few moments I realized he must be asleep. What should I do? Should I get out of bed? But I didn’t want to do that—it was so cold outside the blanket we shared. Instead, I pressed back against him, enjoying the warmth of his big body.
Turk murmured in his sleep and pressed harder against me. I could smell his warm scent surrounding me, making me even hotter and thirstier somehow. What was wrong with me? Why couldn’t I stop craving him…and his seed?
I wiggled restlessly but Turk still didn’t wake. He just made a soft noise deep in his throat and pulled me closer. Goddess, he felt so good against me! I wished I could part my thighs and let the stiff shaft I could feel poking against my bottom slide into me. But there was absolutely no way I could do that—I would be blowing my cover for good.
But what if you sucked him again? whispered a naughty little voice in my head. He’s fast asleep—he wouldn’t even know.
Which was why I absolutely shouldn’t do such a thing, I told myself sternly. It was wrong to take advantage of Turk in his sleep, even if he was my Fated Mate.
But my throat got dryer and dryer and my nipples and pussy felt hot and achy—the Need was riding me hard, though I didn’t know it at the time.
I began to think about it more and more…to picture it in my mind. How I would slip my head under the covers and slide down the mattress until I was right at the level of his crotch. His sleep trousers had a slit in them—I could reach inside and just…
Just pull it out and suck it, urged the naughty voice in my head. Do it, Jessina—he’ll never know.
Before I quite knew what I was doing, I had my head under the covers and I was slowing making my way down. Turk stirred but didn’t wake as I slipped my hand into the slit in his sleep trousers to claim my prize.
His shaft was already semi-hard when I wrapped my fingers around its thickness. I drew it out carefully and rubbed it against my cheek. Mmm, his spicy scent was stronger here—wild and dangerous—it made me feel warm all over. And his skin was so soft, I loved the feeling of it rubbing against my face. But what I wanted was to taste it.
Slowly, carefully, I explored the broad crown with my tongue. There was a tiny slit where the seed came out. I poked the tip of my tongue in gently, tasting a droplet of precum that was salty and sweet.
I immediately wanted more. Moaning softly, I sucked the whole head into my mouth. At the same time, I stroked the thick shaft, trying to get more of his precum—my throat was so dry and I needed more! I needed—
“Cass?” Turk’s deep voice was still sleepy but he was definitely awake.
I froze.
“Hey, what are you doing down there?”
He pulled back the blanket and I was caught—frozen in the act of sucking his shaft again to taste his seed.
For a long moment, I just stayed there with the head of his cock in my mouth, unable to move—unable to do anything while he looked down at me in the dark.
“Goddess, you really need it, don’t you?” Turk rumbled at last.
I let the head of his cock slip from between my lips and dared to look up at him.