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."

chuckles, the sound vibrating against my

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

"Okay." I nod.

either side, palms my a** with both hands, and tugs me forward until my knees are his head. A shiver courses through me when I feel

eyes up to mine, he says,

my

his tongue along my p**y from

my pelvis twitches with a s** of pleasure. "Oh f**k!" This

firmly in place. His eyes lock with mine as he sweeps his tongue through my folds. He licks, sucks, and nips, leaving no

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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

pushes me no further. His unwavering, possessive gaze pierces me, holding me

want me to beg, I'm begging you now. Make me come." He skims my c**it with

more of you." Those big hands whisper over my skin, brushing across

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

arch my back with a moan as those fingers pinch and

my inner thigh with his teeth, forcing another gasp from me, then soothes the sting with his tongue. "I will have you

to ecstasy, awash in a sea of pleasure. No

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

his tongue deep into me. "Oh G**d," I moan, my p**y clenching around it. His tongue pumps ruthlessly, delving ever deeper, and I am helpless but to

one hand, I rock my pelvis, needing his tongue deeper, needing more, and soon lose