The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate by Sumi

Chapter 0139 ASHANTI'S POV.

Ashanti, I can feel your desire." Before I can even consider a response, he grasps my a**and lifts me astride his stomach as he lay back on the bed. I yelp, my eyes rounding and hair falling forward. I flatten my hands on his chest to catch myself.

"I must taste you in full," he says. "Must drink of your essence."

I gap at him. "You.. you what?"

He grins as his eyes drop to my exposed p**y. He drags me farther up his chest, covering his skin in my slick. "I want my tongue in your c***t." My eyes widen. Oh goddess.

"Wait, wait, wait!" I brace my hands on his shoulders, stopping his progress. "I... You.. You

want me to sit..."

Cheeks blazing, I lift my hands and cover my face. "I've never done that..."

Alpha Reagan takes hold of my wrists and guides my arms down, pressing a kiss to each of my palms. I'm sure he can see the uncertainty in my eyes because he says;

"You've nothing to be afraid of." I look down at him. There is pure adoration in his eyes.

Adoration and yearning.

"I'm not scared of you," I told him. "I'm just... shy."

sound

tongue twirling around it as he slowly withdraws it. "I hunger for you. Thirst for you." Another aching pulse sweeps through me, followed closely by anticipation. My heart is beating so fast that I wonder if it would sprout wings and

"Okay." I nod.

and tugs me forward until my knees are his head. A

so wet." Flicking his brown eyes up

mouth meets my

thighs, he runs the flat of his tongue along

I rasp as my pelvis twitches with a

His eyes lock with mine as he sweeps his tongue through my folds. He licks, sucks, and nips, leaving no part of me untouched, teasing my clit but never

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my arms behind me, gripping his sides. My breath comes in soft pants. With each flick of his hot, delectable tongue, he edges me closer to my peak. I can feel my pleasure coiling tighter. I can feel the pressure building in my core. My

further. His unwavering, possessive gaze pierces me, holding me in place as securely as his

If you want me to beg, I'm begging you now. Make me come." He skims my c**it with the tip of his nose, and I nearly dig down upon it, eager fo more. He once more breathes in my scent and

over my skin, brushing across my belly until they reach

touch is real, tangible, thrilling, and they massage and caress with

as those fingers

nips my inner thigh with his teeth, forcing another gasp from me, then soothes the sting with his tongue. "I will have you breathless, mindless in your need." He swirls his tongue around my cl*t, and I nearly s**

a sea of

soothing, stroking, stimulating every part of me as he grazes my thighs with

moan, my p**y clenching around it. His tongue pumps ruthlessly, delving ever deeper, and I am

hair in one hand, I rock my pelvis, needing his tongue deeper, needing