“You want more?” he whispers, and I nod. “Uh, uh,” he says, curling his fingers and sucking at my c**t. Shock after shock of heat shoot into me as he says, “Give me the words, baby.”
“P-please, Ethan,” I beg, looking down at him just in time to see him smirk.
“As you wish, little mate.”
Those words send a whole different kind of heat through me, especially when he dives in with renewed vigor, licking and sucking, and nipping at the most sensitive parts of me. His fingers pull back and then slam into me, curling and hitting just the right spots to make me come apart.
“That’s my good little mate,” Zev rumbles, lapping at my weeping p***y.
“Zev,” I whine, jerking my hips forward without meaning to as I let myself fall into the post orgasmic bliss.
He hums again, making me shake when
