Page 94 of Scars of the Sun
Lifting the dress over her head was much quicker, and she shimmied out of the black thong. I’d have to steal that one, too. Sue me for wanting something to scent when I was away from her.
Ramona pushed me toward the bed, and I went more than willingly. My heavy cock plopped against my belly as I lay outstretched, and enough precum was dribbling out to start running down my front. I gripped my hard cock, staring atRamona like the goddess she was, all long limbs and supple curves.
She bent to pick something up off the floor, and when she straightened and I saw it was my belt, I had to squeeze the bottom of my shaft to keep from busting.
My mate smiled nervously, and if that wasn’t the cutest thing. At least, until she climbed onto the bed, slinking over to me in a motion that was more jaguar than wolf. I was proud and nervous and so fucking horny, I couldn’t think of a single snarky thing to say as she straddled my hips but refused to fully seat herself and press against my dick.
“Put your arms above your head, Río,” she said, still chewing at her lip like she couldn’t believe she was doing this. Taking the control of this moment when I was usually the one to call the shots. She’d soon find out that I was more than fine to give her the reins.
I did as she said, back arching slightly as I fumbled to grab one of the spindles of the headboard. “Good boy,” she whispered, and my breaths released in a tender, crackling purr. The tightening of my belt around my wrists only made me harder, pulsing just far enough away from Ramona’s pussy to feel its delicious heat but barely brushing where I wanted to be so badly. But she hadn’t told me to do that, and Iwantedto be good.
She bound my hands to the bed, though we both knew that it wasn’t a true restraint. I could get out of these binds whenever I wanted, but it was that my princess trusted the both of us enough to do this. To unfurl even more.
“Okay, um. What’s your safe word? We should do that, right?” She tucked her hair behind her ears and sat back on my thighs, waiting.
Honestly, I was more just trying to calm my breathing so that I could make this last. Still, all the blood had rushed to my dickthat was now almost looking angry and weeping precum. “Uh…” I forced an exhale through my nose and wet my lips, trying to get my thoughts to coalesce. “Um, it’s araña.”
Ramona leaned forward, bracing her arms beside my shoulders and leaned down to kiss my forehead. Then the tip of my nose. But when she started at the corner of jaw and dragged her tongue to the top of my hairline, I almost lost my shit. An embarrassing whimper escaped, but there was no stopping it. I curled my toes and fingers, now tipped with claws, tensing and trying to think of anything that would keep my release at bay.
She pressed her lips in a soft, barely-there gesture to my earlobe and whispered, “What does that mean? I took French in school and was never great at it,” she chuckled and it sent my entire body into goosebumps. My cock flexed, needy bastard, and flopped back down against my abs. That jostled my piercing, and I had to clench my eyes shut, whimperingagain.
“Río?” she made her way down the side of my neck, finding home at her mark on my skin, the little minx.
I full on groaned, and my hips thrusted uselessly, mindless for some sense of friction to help get me over the edge. “T-trying to be good and not come, Princess. W-what was the question?”
Ramona straightened a little bit. Her hair was like bounding clouds, shimmering with light that matched her honey eyes. They were liquid gold, and the mischief and adoration stole my breath. She smirked and dragged her finger in sweeping lines across my cheeks and around my lips. “I asked what araña means.”
That was something to hold on to. It was my safe word for a reason. Even with my curious nature as a child, my admiration for living things big and small, the thought of one touching me still made me shudder. I could marvel at their form and all the variations nature created while still being weirded out by all the legs.
I managed a slight frown at the thought of it. “Spider. Creepy little things.”
She stopped painting invisible patterns on my skin, blinking wide until her full lips broke into a wide, sweet grin. “I don’t like them either,” she said, and I groaned again, throwing my head back. Of course, because this Wolf girl had been made for me, and me for her.
RAMONA
The coincidence that didn’t feel like one at all had me giggling, of all things, and Río continued to shake and squirm beneath me as he tried to keep a hold on himself. I didn’t know what the fuck I was doing, but my suspicions about how he’d react to something like this had been building through the course of our relationship. The confirmation was better than I’d imagined, but I didn’t realize it would turn me onthismuch.
I fought through the embarrassment threatening to halt the words coming out of my mouth, blush furious and commands halting. My mate seemed to like it, though. That was all that mattered.
“Baby. Look at me.” It took a second for him to lower his head, but when he did, my mate already looked a wrecked, half-crazed mess. A large amount of his hair had fallen out of his braid due to his squirming, his black eyes were somehow hazy and frantic at the same time, and his body was shaking with held-back urge. Was this how he felt when he was over me? Contorting and working my body how he pleased to bring us both into ecstasy? I could already see the appeal.
I took hold of the end of his braid, removed the hair tie, and unraveled it until the long waves fell across his shoulder. “You look so handsome, baby. The most beautiful and sexy male inthe entire world.” His lush black lashes fluttered with the praise, hitching in a gasp before settling on a deep inhale. “I couldn’t have picked a better mate. You’re everything I need, my perfect Jaguar. Aren’t you.” His long, lean muscles were tense, beautiful lines of inked brown.
Río was a combination of coiled and melting at my praise, but more of the strain fell away as I ran my touch over his pecs that were hard and steady. When I flicked the barbells through his nipples, though, he jolted like I’d shocked him. He moaned a long, drawn out sound as I continued to gently flick and twist his dusky nipples and piercings. The black metal seemed to make him extra sensitive here, and I cursed myself for not doing this sooner. “You’re so good to take care of me like you have. Such a good boy.”
A steady stream of precum was running from the head of his golden brown cock that looked swollen and painful. “P-princess, you’re gonna kill me.” His deepened, gravelly voice was a growl, whimper, and plea all at once.
“Well, you look like you’d come if I just look at your dick long enough, so we’ll do something else first.” I increased the force on my attention on his nipples, just a little. “Do you think you can taste me? And make me come first like a good boy?” I took a risk and blew a gentle breath toward the head of his dick.
I watched in awe as Río writhed and nearly screamed. Twin tears collected and started to fall from his eyes, but by the overwhelming swell of his hot and sweet scent, I knew that he was crying from pleasure and trying to do what I said.
On my way to his mouth, I bent down and dragged my tongue across the hardened nub on the left, careful to not press myself into his cock that was literally pulsing with need. I was already wet enough, nearly dripping, and this would be over far too soon if I made that slip up.
More tears were running down the sides of his face into the pillow, his teeth biting so hard into his lip that it would’ve probably started bleeding if I hadn’t moved his hair out of the way and straddled his face. Mentally, I pulled my list out to take notice of this moment. Number Fifteen, with Río trembling from my praise, and his reaction sending us both into a new kind of heaven.
My mate’s eyes opened, now completely blissed out and looking at me like I scattered the stars. He presented his tongue for me.
How I’d ever been shy about doing this with him in the beginning, I almost couldn’t fathom. Because as soon as I sat on Río’s face, he lapped and tasted like I was the most delicious meal he’d ever had.