Page 70 of Fae Mates

“I want to see you, too.”

He dipped his head. “Unity, I—”

“You’ve seen all of me.” I spread my legs wide.

Pokeweed’s lips parted, and his gaze fixed on my folds. “You’re…” He leaned closer, resting his hands on my knees. “You are so beautiful there.”

Some of the heat in my core traveled up to my cheeks. No matter how often the princes complimented my nether wings, I still wasn’t used to that kind of attention.

“Let me touch you.” I slid my hand over his fingers. “Please.”

In the blink of an eye, the bottom half of Pokeweed’s overalls vanished, leaving him bare. A perfectly normal cock with a thick, rosy head protruded from a thatch of fur so dense I couldn’t make out his balls.

The heat in my core intensified, and I beckoned him close. “I need you.”

Pokeweed’s breath quickened. Without a word or any resistance, he settled between my thighs.

I reached between our bodies and wrapped my fingers around his dick, which jumped into my hand and pulsed.

“Unity,” he said from between clenched teeth.

My fingers slid along its glorious length. “Is that too tight?”

He shuddered. “I’ve never—”

“Shhh.” Rising off the mattress, I wrapped my arms around Pokeweed’s neck and pulled him in for a kiss.

As though it was a balm to his nerves, he kissed back with lips so demanding that I melted into his touch. Pokeweed’s tongue slipped into my mouth with devouring strokes. I moaned and arched into the kiss, my throbbing clit rubbing against his hardness. He paused for a heartbeat, shuddered, and continued the kiss.

We rocked against each other, with each slide of that hot length against my even hotter folds driving me to a frenzy that set my skin alight. Pokeweed’s hand kneaded my breast, and his other hand hooked my thigh around his hip.

Hot, rapid breaths puffed in and out of my lips. This was it. I was so wet, so hot, so needy that it would only be a matter of seconds before that gorgeous dick slipped into my core.

As he drew back, I shifted my hips, and his cock-head grazed my clit. A bolt of ecstasy shot deep within my channel, adding to its furious heat. Adjusting my hips a fraction, I positioned myself at the right angle for penetration. Pokeweed slipped all the way into the source of my heat.

His body stiffened, and he stared down at me with shocked, black eyes. Before he could speak, I pulled him down for another kiss. Satisfaction rumbled through his chest and made my nipples tingle. A heartbeat later, he pulled back and thrust into me with a snap of his hips.

Pleasure rippled through my core with every downstroke, and I dug my fingers into the luxuriously thick fur of his back. Pokeweed thrust into me in a delicious, steady rhythm that caused my legs to tighten around his hips.

The heat raging through my core wanted more. More of his touch, more of his scent, more of his huge, fat cock.

“I never dared to think it could be like this,” he whispered into my ear.

“You’re amazing,” I whispered back through fevered breaths. “Don’t stop.”

He thrust deeper, harder, faster, pushing me to new heights of pleasure. My heat, which seemed to be a pulsing, throbbing creature with a mind of its own, swirled around my core, making it tighten around Pokeweeds’ erection.

“Unity,” he groaned. “If you keep squeezing me like this, it will be over in less than a minute.”

I arched into his chest. “Then, let’s make that minute count.”

His eyes flashed, and he pounded into me with relentless abandon. Each wickedly hard thrust made stars explode behind my eyes in time with the pleasure sparking along every nerve ending.

Instead of cooling, the heat rose to a boiling point, making me feel like I might melt off his prick. It continued spiraling around my core, squeezing Pokeweed’s dick until I thought it might implode.

I couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t do anything else but take the hard fucking and hope I wouldn’t self-combust. My temperature rose and rose until something deep within my core erupted, spilling out enough liquid ecstasy to reduce the bed to ashes.

Pokeweed swelled as he came, and my core muscles tightened around his girth, molding around every vein and ridge of his erection. Jet after jet of hot fluid filled my channel, which seemed to soak in his offering like a sponge.