Chapter 100 Bonds and a Boost pt 1
Seren
Duncan flipped me over onto my back, bracing himself on his forearms as he held himself above me. “Seren, are you really sure? I can wait. I’d wait forever for you.”
Since words were getting me nowhere, I lifted my head and kissed him, the feel of his lips on mine everything I hoped it would be. His weight shifted as he lowered himself, the pressure of his body a welcome counterpoint to the racing of my heart. A soft groan escaped him, swallowed quickly as our mouths met fully. The world dissolved and everything faded away except the feel of him, the taste of him, the sheer, undeniable rightness of this moment. His hands found their way into my hair, guiding the angle of the kiss, deepening it. There was a desperate hunger in him that mirrored my own, the pull of the matebond something neither of us could deny.
His hands traced my jaw, then trailed down my neck as he poured himself into the kiss, tongues meeting in an intimate dance that foreshadowed what was to come. The sweep of his calloused fingers over my collarbone sent shivers through me as he gently pushed the straps of my nightgown down. He moved the silk lower, lower still until my breasts were exposed to his gaze. I could feel the blush flowing over my skin as his eyes darkened with lust, his gaze focused on my pebbled nipples. His breath hitched as he gently covered one of the dusky peaks with his hand.
I arched into his touch, the rough skin of his palm a teasing friction as he gently massaged the supple flesh. His thumb brushed across the other, and a moan escaped my lips. He leaned down, his lips following the path his hand had forged, and I reveled in the heat of his mouth. His teeth scraped and tugged, causing the ache between my thighs to grow. I tangled my fingers in his hair, pulling him closer, wanting more, needing some kind of relief for the storm that was building inside me.
“You’re beautiful, Seren.” He lifted his eyes, his hooded gaze meeting mine. He sat up, bringing me with him, and tugged my gown over my head, tossing it to the floor. Within seconds, his lips were back on mine, his hands roaming down my back. His fingers dug into my hip, his grip strong but careful, as he pulled me back down under him. Once again, my nipple was enveloped in warmth, his tongue laving as he gently rolled the other between his fingertips, ever so slightly pulling it, each tweak shooting electricity straight to my clit. I moaned even as he released me with a pop and started placing butterfly kisses in a trail down to my center.
“What—Duncan?” The bubble of pleasure that had been building threatened to burst as I was confused about what was coming next. He wouldn’t…not there…would he?
“Relax, little mate. I’m dying to know if you taste as good as you smell.” He inhaled deeply, inches away from my core, as he nibbled on my inner thigh. With one last kiss to soothe the sting of his nips, he settled between my legs and swiped his tongue through my slit in one long lap. A rumble erupted from his chest as he repeated the motion, his warm, wet tongue sending delightful shivers up my spine. I relaxed back onto the bed, content to let him lead and explore this new experience. He gently nudged my clit with the tip of his tongue, circling it slowly, and the pleasure that dissipated in my nervousness returned, building even higher. Another lap, more teasing, as he tasted every part of my pussy with his tongue, my whimpers echoing throughout our room.
He lifted his head briefly, lips shiny with my arousal. “I’m going to start getting you ready for me now, little wolf. We’ll go slow.” He surged up and kissed me hungrily, the salty musk transferring from his lips to mine before he slipped back down and sucked my clit into his mouth, teasing it once more. I felt his fingers then, gently parting my lower lips as he spread my wetness around. He kept up his assault on my sensitive little nub as he inserted a finger into my pussy, pulling it out again, repeating that motion until I was a panting, mewling mess. He held one arm over my hips, anchoring me down as he continued to lave my bud and pushed two fingers in on his next stroke. I cried out his name at the sensation, already feeling so full. He twisted his fingers around, finding a place deep inside me that caused fireworks to explode behind my eyelids, and the dam burst on the waves of pleasure.
He continued his movements until I had come down the other side, my chest heaving. He pulled his fingers free, placing them in his mouth as he sucked my arousal clean. “Are you ready, Seren? You can still change your mind.”
“Make love to me, Duncan. Finish this and bond fully with me. I want you.” He settled himself on top of me, his weight a comforting pressure as he nuzzled my neck, instinctively seeking that sweet spot on my collarbone. He placed a soft kiss there before he brought his lips back to mine.