Filed To Story: A Claim of Fortune Book PDF Free by Jaymin Eve
Kellan’s tongue glided over my skin, kissing as well, all the way until he brushed his lips over my aching core. My clit pulsed at the contact, and I arched against him, so wet that it slid between my thighs and down my ass cheeks.
“Next,” Kellan whispered against me, “he ran his tongue along her pussy, lapping up all of her arousal.”
I cried out as he flattened his tongue and slid it through my folds. I arched my hips, and he held me down, the book falling to the side as he used both hands to part me wide enough to wiggle between my legs again. “He circles her clit with his tongue,” he rasped, apparently having the damn text memorized, and my hands tightened on the sheets in response.
One day these alphas would actually kill me via edging, and on that day I’d die a fucking happy, frustrated shifter.
Kellan’s breath was hot as he huffed against my core, sending a clenching spasm of need through my stomach. My hips moved against him as I suffered through his slow, agonizing touches.
“He slid one finger and then another inside her,” he continued, his thick fingers filling me and leaving an ache behind with each thrust. “Both of them knowing that this was forbidden but unable to help themselves.”
At this stage, I was so damn wet that I could hear him finger-fucking me. I slid one hand around the back of his head and threaded my fingers in his blond strands, keeping him close.
“He didn’t want to waste one drop of her release, so his slid his tongue down her sweet cunt, lapping at the spill of desire.”
I gasped as Kellan’s mouth joined his fingers, his tongue flicking across my clit. I was so close to release, but I wanted to hold out until we reached the climax of the story.
“Sadie knew this wasn’t part of the plan, but as her body unraveled around his touch, she honestly didn’t give a fuck any longer. The plan could wait for tomorrow. Tonight, she was taking her pleasure.”
My body bucked against his thrusts, and as he moved his fingers harder and faster inside me, his dark-blue eyes met mine. Watching me, his tongue returned to my clit, and I was tumbling, crying out his name as my release coated his hand and face.
“Fucking delicious,” Kellan rumbled against me. “I could live on your pussy and nothing else for the rest of my life, Shortcake.”
Goddess be damned.
He drew out the orgasm, and when I collapsed on the bed, my limbs tingled in time to the spinning of my vision. Kellan crawled his way up along my body, the thick head of his cock bobbing tantalizingly before him.
He held his weight off me with his strong arms and stared down with a look that could only be described as awe. “You’re so perfect, pretty mate, that I think you might have been written by an author and brought to life for me.” He licked his glossy lips and groaned as he tasted me all over again. “Yep, my dream fucking shifter.”
I threw my head back and laughed, my rush of happiness taking me completely by surprise. “My goddess. That’s quite the line, Golden Boy. But I think I like it.”
“I love you,” he shot back. “I desperately crave you in a way that should scare you, mate. Are you scared?”
I responded by reaching out and wrapping my hand around his thick, heavy length, stroking from base to tip. “Not scared.
Happy. You were a very good boy,” I purred, stroking him gently as I watched his face to gauge what brought him the most pleasure in my touch. “And good boys get the rewards.”
His cock jerked in my hands as Kellan panted, his pupils blown out. “Pretty mate,” he groaned. “Please, baby. Please.”
I wore a near permanent smirk as I continued to stroke him with one hand, while the other pressed against his chest to shove him onto his back. I moved to straddle his thighs, and he groaned, “Baby, have I ever told you that you can do whatever you want to me. Like… whatever. Just keep fucking touching me.”
Sliding up his body, I released his length as I settled on his hips, leaning forward for a kiss. I sucked his tongue into my mouth, desperate to taste him, and angled myself until the thick head of his cock probed at my entrance. In slow, maddening increments, I sank down on him, my body still requiring time to adjust to his size, even after my orgasm.
Kellan gripped my hips, clinging on in a desperation that matched the tension lining his face and throat. But he never pushed me to hurry-if anything, he looked like he was enjoying the anticipation as I finally descended all the way.
Sitting for a second, to give myself a chance to adjust, my pussy tightened and clenched at the sensation of being this full. “I swear to fuck, you’re so deep I can feel you rearranging my insides,” I groaned as I wiggled my hips.
Kellan’s hands slid up to cup my tits, his fingers brushing across both nipples until they were hard and aching. “Ride me, pretty mate. Take your pleasure from me.”
My hips were already moving, swiveling and grinding against him as need stole clarity and conscious thought. “I want your pleasure,” I managed to say. “This is your reward.”
Okay, mine too, if I was completely honest. Still, I was determined not to come until Kellan did.
He thrust up into me, taking a little control as he continued to squeeze and caress my tits, sending me into a frenzy. My aim had been to watch Kellan fall apart beneath me, but I was the one losing it already.
Hunter never really allowed me control in the bedroom, and while I mostly enjoyed a more submissive role, it was nice on occasion to take the lead with Kellan.
Honestly, so far, whatever they chose to share with me sexually or emotionally was working, and I wondered about the dynamics when I was bonded to all five powerful shifters.
The thought of which all but took my breath away.
EMME
“We’re going to shift into our beasts for part two of warmups today,” Slade yelled, and I leaned forward to suck ragged breaths into my lungs, pressing my hands to my knees in the hopes it would help keep me upright.
We’d only done three laps and I was wrecked. This shit had to start getting easier soon, right?
It’d been a few days since the attack on the council chambers, and while the witch had been taken in for questioning, she’d managed to kill herself in the holding chamber. Somehow.
She’d had no spells on her or means to stop her heart that they were aware of, but by the time they went to question her she was gone. Jewels had examined the body after, and was of the opinion that she might have been terminated by her coven. Again, somehow.
The other covens were being questioned, but so far, no evidence of another traitor had been found. Every time Jewels showed up at the house to update the alphas, the tingles in my limbs showed up with her, and I couldn’t for the life of me figure out why my wolf was reacting so strongly to magic.