Page 53 of His Winter Wonderland

Chapter Seventeen

Rhen

Her purr made him growl.

But it was her reply of ‘yes, sir,’ that sent him over the edge. He stood up. His knees bumped the table, causing some of the cards to hit the floor. Rhen closed his eyes and prayed for a level of patience that did not exist. Still, he had to try. For her.

“You naked yet?” he growled, eyes still closed.

“I can just take off my panties,” her sweet voice washed over him.

“No. All of it. Hurry.” He balled his hands into fist.

“Okay.”

My sweet kitten. He couldn’t wait to put his tongue on her. A growl ripped through him when he heard her sliding her clothes off. Another growl tore through him, causing him to shudder, when the full scent of her arousal hit the air. Her panties were off. Rhen opened his eyes. His beautiful brown queen stood before him, butt ass naked.

He sent up another prayer for patience as his gaze roamed over her. Her body had changed over the years. He wanted to slide his tongue along every curve. He took in the way her hips flared around. Perfect for gripping while he fucked her from behind. Rhen silently counted to ten, trying to calm himself down.

He tore his gaze from her body and peered into her eyes. That didn’t help. The desire in the depths of her brown eyes reminded him of their past. Of the way she’d trusted him whole-heartedly and had given herself to him with no restraints because she knew he’d take care of her.

She knew he wouldn’t hurt her. He saw that same look in her eyes right now. And more than ever, Rhen found himself wanting to live up to her every expectation. He wanted to always be the man of her dreams.

Protecting her fiercely and making love to her ferociously. From the look in her pretty eyes, he knew she wanted that too. That only made him want her more. She licked her lips. His cock jerked. His fragile grip on patience snapped.

“Do you want me on the couch or…”

“I just want you.” Unable to hold it together any longer, he moved forward. Lips slightly parted, she retreated. He stalked her to the back wall.

“Rhen?” She whispered with her back pressed against the wall and nowhere else to go. “Rhen, are you...”

“Spread your legs,” he growled, staring down at her. “Now, Kitten.”

With a nod, she did as she was told. Rhen dropped to his knees in front of her. Her pussy was shaven, just like it had been in his dreams. He leaned forward and inhaled the sweet scent of her body. The darkness inside him raised its head but didn’t try to take over. Rhen pressed a kiss to her clit. A shiver and a purr were her response.

You’re purring now. But I’m going to make you growl.

“Hold on,” he growled.

“Um. Hold on to what?”

“My head. It’s going to be a bumpy ride, Kitten.”

“Oh. Uh. Alright.”

As soon as she gripped his hair, he went in. Her sudden intake of breath let him know she hadn’t been ready for it. Ditto. He hadn’t been ready for her taste. Sex in dreamland had been amazing. He’d become addicted to going down on her. But this was reality. And reality was so much better.

The first swipe of his tongue across her clit had his darkness and other parts of him at attention. By the third swipe, he knew his eyes were glowing bright red. His darkness had officially joined the party. But it wasn’t there to hurt anyone. Like Rhen, it wanted to please their mate.

And the purrs coming from her, let him know he was doing just that. She pulled at his hair, nails digging into his scalp. He welcomed the pain. She could do whatever she wanted to him. He could take it. As long as she didn’t take her pussy out of his mouth. That was one thing he wouldn’t be able to take.

Addicted wasn’t a strong enough word to describe his relationship with her pussy. It was borderline obsession. Fuck that! Full on obsession. As he raised one of her legs and placed it over his shoulder, he couldn’t help but regret all the time they’d lost because of the things he’d done in the past.

Never again. He needed to be with her every day from this day forth. He needed to wake up to this pussy in his mouth and go to sleep with this pussy in his mouth. Blood could go to hell. This was his new favorite drink. His tongue slid through her silken folds, parting her lips so her essence could rain down on his tongue.

He swallowed every drop and greedily sought out more. He needed all of her, everything she had to give. She squealed when he placed her other legs over his shoulder. Holding her ass, he kept her pressed against the wall as he devoured her pussy. He needed to be closer to it. He needed to sink his entire face into. Wrapping his arms around her thighs, he stood up with her.

“Rhen,” she cried out. Her cries turned into moans as he continued licking her.