Page 48 of Dealing With Drak

“Mmm,” she hums happily. “This is all because of me, then?”

“Yes,” I rasp, still reeling from the wave of pleasure.

I think I am losing my mind as I watch her fingers begin to play with the spill on my chest.

Her lips touch the shell of my ear. “Do you think you can do it again?”

I believe I may have died and this is my afterlife reward. I see no other explanation for the angel practically in my lap, her fingers playing with my cum.

“I want to do the same to you,” I reply, wanting nothing more than to bury my face between her legs. To taste my mate’s cunt.

An-nana shakes her head from side to side, but there is still desire in her eyes. “No touching me tonight, my eager chosen mate. I want to see you come again. You’re still hard as stone.”

How could I deny her such a thing?

“I can do it again,” I confess. “But I do not wish to be selfish.”

“Oh, babe,” she says, clicking her tongue at me. “I want this. Do you have any idea how good it feels to be the reason you lose your mind? Making you come with just my hands? I fucking love it.”

“You do?” I ask, amazed by this confession.

“Mhm,” she hums her agreement. “So, how about I give you another orgasm, and we’ll talk about you touching me more tomorrow, hm? It’s getting late and we still have a search to execute, don’t we?”

Even though I would die to feast on her, I am also starved for her touch, so I do not deny her. I do not think I could deny her even if I wanted to.

At my shaky nod, her slippery hands wrap around me once more. This time, she teases me longer, exploring my sack and twirling her cum-covered fingers around my tip. When I lose my ability to hold back, it is because of her words again.

“Wait until I show you how much better this feels when I add my mouth into the mix, my big sexy mate.”

Even though I come until the point of pure exhaustion, I feel as though her declaration will have my cock achingly hard again in no time.

19

Anna

Sleeping comes easy, but it doesn’t stay as easily. I end up tossing and turning most of the night, getting pulled in and out of consciousness in a pestering way. I should have let Drak get me off, and maybe I wouldn’t be so wound up.

I don’t know why I did it, but I guess I just really wanted to try the whole taking things slow idea. Plus, Drak deserved something for just him, to show him that I genuinely care. I wouldn’t be surprised if he had doubts because of the way I have treated him in the past. Maybe a couple of hand-jobs won’t make up for months of being unnecessarily mean, but it’s a start.

Knowing it’s still late, based on the lack of light over my closed eyelids, I try to fall back asleep, successfully dozing off for a period of time. It doesn’t last.

I wake with a flinch, chest rising and falling hard as my eyes open to find my new mate practically buzzing in his seat. He doesn’t sleep every night, but I hadn’t expected to wake up to him watching me so closely.

“Are you okay?” I ask groggily, rubbing at my eyes to wipe away the sleepy haze in them. When my eyelids flutter open again, my stomach swoops at the sight of Drak.

“An-nana, please,” Drak rumbles. His eyes are heavy and dark with arousal. “I hunger for you so greatly, and your sounds have driven me into a state of madness.”

“S-sounds?” I rasp. My face flames in the dark. “I was moaning?”

“You need release,” he tells me, voice deep and dripping with desire. “Please let me taste you, your scent has been flooding my senses for hours on end. I will bring you pleasure so that you may sleep.”

Oh. My. God.

Shifting just slightly, I can feel myself dripping into my panties, soaking right through my pajama shorts. Being with Drak and then dreaming about him is clearly too much for me to handle without release. I need to orgasm so badly that I’m surprised I didn’t do it in my sleep.

“You really want to?” I ask, voice shaking with unresolved tension. I’m so tempted to shove my hand under my waistband and rub myself to climax, but Drak looks absolutely feral for me, so maybe he does really want to eat me out.

“I want,” he practically growls. “Let me show you how badly I want to.”