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“So beautiful.” His words were muffled by his face pressed against her bosom. Goose bumps rose on her arms and her nipples desperately sought the relief of his mouth. She moved closer to diagonally flush her hips and her mound against his uninjured side. Her sex wept and the sting of frustration settled deep inside at being so near and yet so far because of her clothes.
Marcus pulled away, enough to look up at her as he nonchalantly removed her plaid shirt, exposing her tank top. He then pulled the top off her shoulders and her bra straps with it. Her breasts bounced gently, freed from their confines. Marcus’ hot breath fanned across her flesh, making her already hardened buds tingle.
His strong arms encircled her waist and steadied her before he licked at one nipple and sucked it gently into his mouth. Paisley sighed, ecstasy building inside her and causing pleasure to make her slick and wet. Her back arched, urging Marcus’ mouth to do more. She gasped and moaned when Marcus’ rough tongue flicked against her hardened bud, making her core ache and throb. She keened softly when he mouthed her other nipple while he moved his hand to cup and play with the nipple he had just left.
“So sweet, Paisley,” he murmured in between sucks and licks. “The sweetness rising between your thighs…I can have you for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.”
All coherent thought left Paisley. In a daze, she felt the zipper of her jeans open. Marcus let go of her nipple and tongued his way to her earlobe, licking the sensitive skin behind her ear.
“Let me, cara. Let me touch you.”
“Yes.” Her response was breathy. She felt Marcus’ mouth on her skin, lifting in a smile. “So wet.”
Her eyes closed tightly when Marcus pulled her panties to one side, spreading her lips with his fingers before finding her clit. He swirled it lazily, rubbing it and spreading her liquid heat around it.
Marcus’ finger slid lower, entering her core, and she couldn’t stop her hips from gyrating to ride his hand.
“Cazzo, cara!” Marcus groaned when her muscles tightened around his finger. He placed another and she contracted again as she mewled. Dreamily, she saw his arousal peeking from the edge of the blanket around his waist. It stood tall and proud, its head glistening with pre-cum. The sight made her belly quiver and her vagina contract.
One moment she was riding his fingers, the next she was on her back. Pain bloomed at the impact of her arm hitting the mattress but disappeared, replaced by a gnawing hunger for the shifter who hovered above her. Marcus hissed at the pain that marred his face, but soon it was replaced with lust at the sight of Paisley beneath him.
“Marcus, your wound…”
“Is nothing compared to the torment of not being inside you,” he said before he bent down to kiss her, teasing the seam of her lips to be let in.
Paisley opened and greedily kissed him back, their lips desperate for each other’s taste that their teeth grazed. She spread her legs willingly when Marcus’ knee nudged her. Her fingers skimmed the planes of his muscles, gently tracing the edges of the gauze that covered his wound. Marcus hissed against her mouth at her touch before he groaned and kissed her deeply once more when her hands travelled to the wealth of his dark hair before scaling down his back that rippled against her palm. Lower they went until she reached his ass and squeezed. Marcus growled, letting go of her mouth, and nipped at her throat, causing Paisley to moan and become wetter. She turned her head to the side to give Marcus more access to her throat, shivering with delight as his canines grazed her.