Page 110 of UNAwere

I stroke him with my hand as I start a rhythm, moaning when I feel more precum bead against my tongue. He tastes divine. I’m completely and utterly obsessed. Jude continues to watch me, the look on his face making my inner walls flutter. He grips my hair and begins moving his hips in slow thrusts, and I open my jaw wider, letting him fuck my mouth.

He huffs out a breath, his forehead creasing. ‘Oh, honey…’ He keeps going, and I run my tongue along the vein I can feel. And then I notice something. His cock feels bigger. As if it’s swelling. And the primal side of me revels in it. I moan, going faster, licking harder. ‘Sybbie…’

I hum, loving the sound of his voice, needing him to continue to talk to me through this.

‘Sybbie, you have to stop now,’ he groans. ‘You don’t want my knot in your throat tonight. Not when you’re in heat. Not when you need release.’ I pause to peer at him, breathing hard, my mouth still full of his cock. He smiles gently, brushing his thumb across my cheek. ‘You’re the one that should be getting worshipped.’

I let out a noise of complaint when he pulls me off him, and hear his short, gruff laugh. But then he’s gathering me against him, pinning me to the bed and sucking on my breasts again. His fingers find my pussy and a lightning bolt strikes through my entire body.

I scream, my spine arching off the bed.

Jude groans, sucking on my nipple harder. ‘This is what you want, sweetheart,’ he murmurs against my skin. ‘This is what you deserve.’

‘Yes,’ I whisper.

His thumb replaces his fingers against my clit, and then I feel his middle and ring fingers slip down my folds until they’re sinking into me. We groan together, and my walls clench around the intrusion, his fingers so much bigger than mine.

‘You’re so ready for this cock, aren’t you, Red?’

I moan, nodding.

‘I’ve wanted to give it to you since I first fucking saw you,’ he says, lifting himself up until his mouth is over mine again.

I sink against him, mewling as his tongue glides across mine. His fingers continue to plunge, his thumb rubbing the perfect amount of friction against me. And with his feverish kiss, I’m quick to come again.

‘Good girl.’ He bites my bottom lip, and I grunt.

‘Mark me,’ I whisper, meeting his gaze. ‘I want your mark.’

He bites my jaw, growling. ‘Don’t tempt me, Red.’ His hand grows rougher against my pussy, and I moan, feeling his tongue trail down my throat. He bites my shoulder, but not hard enough to draw blood. ‘You don’t get my mark until you can tell me what I am to you.’

I grunt again, frustrated, and reach down to grasp his cock. He groans, plunging his fingers in the rhythm I stroke him. I relish how soft he is, his foreskin gliding up and down his hard shaft.

‘Give me your knot, then,’ I whisper.

He smiles at me, his eyes soft. ‘Do you even know what a knot is, sweetheart?’

‘It’s something to do with this,’ I say, squeezing his cock. ‘Am I right?’

‘Mm.’ He kisses my lips softly, like he’s doing it because it’s familiar to him, and because he wants to. His nose brushes against mine and he kisses me again. ‘But do you know why I’d have one with you?’

‘No.’ I sigh. ‘Briggsy, I’m not entirely interested in having a lesson about Were sex with you right now.’

He smiles. ‘You’ve had a few releases now. How are you feeling?’

I guide his cock to where his fingers are still plunging inside me and brush the head against my folds. He groans, staring at my face.

‘I’m feeling like I want your cock inside me.’ I bite his bottom lip. ‘And I feel like that’s what you want, too.’

‘I’m so fucked,’ he groans, and grips my jaw, smashing his lips against mine.

I moan, spreading my legs wide as I help guide him in. His fingers leave me, and then I feel the head of his cock breach and whimper against his mouth.

He’s so big, and the feeling of him stretching me floods me with pure need. My pussy clenches around him on instinct, dripping wet. I can hear it as he cants his hips once, to sink in a little further. Jude groans, his mouth still claiming mine. He licks me like he’s starving. Like he can’t get enough of the way I taste. And I can taste myself on him. I can taste us. And it’s so right. All of this is so right.

‘Jude, please,’ I whimper.

‘You’re doing so good, Red,’ he murmurs, breathing hard. He looks delirious. Overcome with need. ‘Oh fuck, you feel fucking unbelievable.’