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I greedily swallowed every thick rope that he shot into my mouth and down my throat, hungry for so much, the salty, slightly dark and spicy flavor of him the most addicting thing I’d ever tasted.
Cian orgasmed so hard, and there was so much that I couldn’t swallow it fast enough, dribbles of his cum slipping out the corners of my mouth with the excess saliva already pooled there. And when he made a deep grunt, I snapped my gaze up to his and saw that he watched me intently, the glow from his eyes like neon spotlights and trained right on me.
He watched me the entire time he came, and when he was done and his cock grew semihard in my mouth, I pulled back. My lips felt swollen, bruised. He ran his thumb over the bottom swell, then along the corner, collecting a droplet of his semen and pushing it back into my mouth, making me take every last drop.
“I donna want ye wasting any of that.” His voice was low and deep, husky and satiated.
I sucked at the pad of his thumb, drawing my tongue around it, my body on fire. But this wasn’t about me finding pleasure. I’d wanted to give it. And then before I knew what he was doing, Cian gripped my waist, hauled me up his body, and started going after my leggings.
“Cian,” I gasped when I heard the soft material tear, his hands and claws rending it from my body. “I only have so many clothes.” Who was I kidding? I didn’t give a shit about the clothes, not when he groaned deeply when I was totally bare from the waist down.
“Fook the clothes, Evie. I’ll buy ye so many ye’ll never have tae wear the same thing twice.” He situated me so I was literally sitting on his face, my knees braced on the couch right above his broad shoulders.
“Cian—” My question, even if I’d been able to properly form one, died in my throat when his big hands cupped my ass, his fingers squeezing against the flesh, jerking me forward even more.
And then he licked me from pussy hole to clit, sucking that bundle into his mouth until my head fell back on its own, and I closed my eyes as a harsh moan spilled from me. He worked me over like he was starving and between my legs was the greatest meal he’d ever had.
The wet, slurping sounds he made were an auditory pleasure in itself. I was soaked, my pussy so wet I was no doubt dripping all over his face, my arousal covering his cheeks and lips.
“That's it,” he growled in that sexy Scottish brogue. “Give me all that honey.” The vibrations in his voice speared into my clit, and I moaned shamelessly as I started rocking my hips back and forth on his face, grinding my pussy on his lips, needing his mouth to devour me.
He growled, and I loved when he made that sound. He kept one hand on my ass and worked the other between my pussy and his face to place his palm right over my mound and gently push me back. Then he used his thumb and index finger to spread my lips, exposing my clit, the little bundle engorged from my arousal, my wetness glistening on the pink flesh obscenely on display.
And God… his face was glossy from my pussy juices, his lips pink and swollen from eating me out. It was one of the most attractive things I’d ever seen.
“Oh. Yeah.” He leaned in and flicked his tongue over my clit over and over again in fast succession. My body shook as the air left me violently. “So damn sweet. So fooking mine.” He sucked the pearl into his mouth, keeping me spread, eating me out until I felt my clit become even more swollen as my orgasm started to climb.
“Come for me, baby. Let me swallow all that cum from this sweet pussy.” He growled against my soaked flesh and slid two thick fingers into my body, pulling a harsh cry of ecstasy from me. He attacked my pussy, licking, sucking, and nipping, his filthy words sending me over the edge. I exploded for him, not caring that I was grinding my cunt on his face, that the wet, embarrassing sounds of him slurping up my juices echoed in the living room.
It all turned me on even more.
The orgasm went on and on, and the whole time, Cian kept sucking at my pussy lips and clit, drawing out my pleasure. I tangled my hands in my hair and pulled at the strands, and I rolled my hips over him until finally the pleasure started to wane and I could breathe again.
I could barely hold myself up at that point, but thankfully Cian adjusted me so I was resting on his chest, his thickly corded arm wrapped around me tightly, his face buried in the crook of my neck as he slowly, gently licked at the mating mark.
“Mine,” he said with so much emotion in that one word I felt my heart palpate. “I canna wait tae truly start our lives together, lass.” I rested my head on his chest, my cheek right over his heart. “I’ve been waiting for ye my entire life.”
Me too. God… me too.
I had this bad feeling, this tightness in my gut, like a premonition of something horrible about to happen.
It was hours after Cian and I had found release with each other, and although it had been another outlet for us to be close, a part of me had still felt that darkness of all the things that could—and probably would—happen before we got to that happily ever after.
And God, I really wanted that.
Cian had kept reassuring me that things would be okay, that nothing bad would happen, and I wanted to believe him desperately, but there were just too many unknown variables at play.
“Lass,” he said low enough only I heard, because Odhran was just in the other room. “I can see how worried ye are.” He cupped my cheeks and pulled me close to give me a soft kiss.
I stared into his blue eyes, the setting sun casting golden light across his face and giving the irises a green tint. His darker-blond hair was slightly disheveled, the few strands that fell across his forehead giving him an almost roguish appearance.
“I just can’t help but feel like something horrible is going to happen.”
He pulled me into a warm, tight embrace, and I sank against him. I rested my head on the center of his chest, my body so much smaller than his that he cocooned me completely.
“I wish I could tell ye that everything will be okay, but I will never lie tae you. Ye’ll always hear the truth from me, lass.” I pulled back and tipped my head up so I could look at him. “But it’s normal for ye tae feel like this. After all the shite that happened, it’s the natural feeling that things will no’ be right.”
“I know,” I said softly. “But you promise you’ll be okay, or at least promise you’ll try to be okay?”
