“Ahhh, lass.” He jerked his head back, his eyes closing, his neck muscles straining. He bared his teeth, his jaw clenched so tightly. “I’m no’ going tae last.”
That only had me hollowing out my cheeks even more and twisting my wrist as I pumped my palm up and down his dick. I was sure to anyone other than my mate I would’ve seemed grossly novice at this, but I felt a surge of power because I knew I could quite literally bring Cian to his knees.
“Fair warning, lass… I’m going tae come.”
I knew what he was saying, why he was making sure to tell me. But I had no intention of stopping. I wanted him to come in my mouth. I wanted to swallow it, to have his seed nourish me. God, I was getting so turned on even thinking about taking all his cum.
I hummed my approval and renewed my efforts, taking in as much as I could, feeling the tip hit the back of my throat, swallowing around the bulbous head. I jerked off what I couldn’t reach, moving my hand up and down from base to where my lips engulfed him.
He had his hand in my hair, his fingers tight in the stands, the pain leading the way to more pleasure, tears pricking my eyes. But it felt good, and I moaned around him, telling him with just that sound that I wanted more.
Cian started lifting his hips in time with me going down on him, thrusting his cock into me, not allowing me to set the pace. I braced my hands on his thighs as I worked my tongue and mouth over him, gently scraping my teeth along the flared head after I realized he enjoyed that.
Our eyes locked, and I felt his cock kick in my mouth again, tasted even more pre-cum. I started drooling, saliva slipping out the corners of my mouth from trying to take all of his dick, from swallowing it and moaning around it. But I didn’t care, wasn’t embarrassed, and the growls coming from him, the way he reached out and rubbed that saliva into my skin, told me it turned him on too.
I knew he was close by the rapid intake and exhale of his breathing, and the excitement to bring him off fueled me on. I slid my hand between us and cupped his heavy sac, rolling his balls in my palm until he barked out and gave me what I was working hard for. All that cum.
I greedily swallowed every thick rope that he shot into my mouth and down my throat, hungry for so much, the salty, slightly dark and spicy flavor of him the most addicting thing I’d ever tasted.
Cian orgasmed so hard, and there was so much that I couldn’t swallow it fast enough, dribbles of his cum slipping out the corners of my mouth with the excess saliva already pooled there. And when he made a deep grunt, I snapped my gaze up to his and saw that he watched me intently, the glow from his eyes like neon spotlights and trained right on me.
He watched me the entire time he came, and when he was done and his cock grew semihard in my mouth, I pulled back. My lips felt swollen, bruised. He ran his thumb over the bottom swell, then along the corner, collecting a droplet of his semen and pushing it back into my mouth, making me take every last drop.
“I donna want ye wasting any of that.” His voice was low and deep, husky and satiated.
I sucked at the pad of his thumb, drawing my tongue around it, my body on fire. But this wasn’t about me finding pleasure. I’d wanted to give it. And then before I knew what he was doing, Cian gripped my waist, hauled me up his body, and started going after my leggings.
“Cian,” I gasped when I heard the soft material tear, his hands and claws rending it from my body. “I only have so many clothes.” Who was I kidding? I didn’t give a shit about the clothes, not when he groaned deeply when I was totally bare from the waist down.
“Fook the clothes, Evie. I’ll buy ye so many ye’ll never have tae wear the same thing twice.” He situated me so I was literally sitting on his face, my knees braced on the couch right above his broad shoulders.
“Cian—” My question, even if I’d been able to properly form one, died in my throat when his big hands cupped my ass, his fingers squeezing against the flesh, jerking me forward even more.
And then he licked me from pussy hole to clit, sucking that bundle into his mouth until my head fell back on its own, and I closed my eyes as a harsh moan spilled from me. He worked me over like he was starving and between my legs was the greatest meal he’d ever had.