pregnancy—they took it
as a sign that the Goddess looked upon their lifemating with favor. He wasn’t sure he
believed in the Goddess, but he’d never been happier in his life. And now that they
were becoming a family, everything seemed different. Brighter and better somehow.
Glorious.
Tessa reached up to kiss his mouth and he lost track of his thoughts. He’d always
been a man of lusty habits, able to go two or three times a night, but the speed his cock
rose to meet her was almost embarrassing. It was always this way between them.
Intense. Some day he’d have to figure out a way to draw things out a little more.
She pulled back from the kiss, and smiled up at him. Then she looked at the bed
pointedly, and gently pushed his chest. Daaron fell back, taking her with him. He
reached for her breasts, but she stopped him, giving him a smile that was pure
woman—filled with mystery and a knowing wisdom that he could only wonder at.
“I’m really excited to see my mother again,” she said, dropping kisses along his
chest. “I hope it won’t offend you, but I have an old-fashioned way I’d like to show my
appreciation.”
He looked at her, hoping desperately it would involve her lips on his body.
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Joanna Wylde
“Helping your mother is the least I could do,” he said. “You’ve made my life
complete, Tessa. You don’t owe me anything.”
“You might think that, but I’m feeling a rather urgent need to make myself clear,”
she said, giving him a smile. She dropped her head, kissing down to his nipple,
suckling it with gentle insistence. Then she flicked it with her tongue and looked up.
Accepting defeat gracefully, Daaron relaxed against the bed, allowing her free
reign. After a moment’s pause, she leaned down and bit his nipple.
He started.
“Just making sure you’re paying attention,” she said, and gave the tiny hurt a
gentle kiss. Then she nuzzled down his body, finding the gentle rises and swells of his
muscles and ribs. When she reached his stomach he froze, every part of his body
focused on the feel of her lips grazing his sensitive flesh. With agonizing slowness, she
kissed, licked and nipped her way to his navel, then darted her tongue inside. He felt it
right at the base of his cock, as if a string connected the two spots. His balls tightened,
and he clenched the muscles of his ass to keep from rearing up at her.
She gave a low laugh, full of power, and Daaron felt it run through his bones. He’d
never heard anything sexier in his life. After long moments spent toying with him, she
allowed the bottom of her chin to brush the tip of his straining cock. Once, twice, the
skin catching as moisture welled up from his eager slit.
Tessa laid her cheek against his stomach and flicked her tongue out quickly,
swirling it around his cock head. He gasped.
“I’d heard that men like it when women do that,” she said, her voice all innocence.
“I take it that rumor is accurate?”
He gave a groan, incapable of offering her any other answer. She opened her
mouth, resting her lips against the round head and deliberately licking his slit, poking it
with the tip of her tongue.
“Salty,” she whispered. “Yum.”
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Garnets or Bust
Daaron took a deep breath, trying to focus on the moment. Pressure built in his
balls. He knew he’d come too fast if he wasn’t very, very careful. She was a heady drug,
one he couldn’t begin to resist.
She sucked him in like a piece of candy, her mouth barely fitting around his girth.
She reached down with one hand, finding his testicles and cupping them. Then Tessa
rolled the orbs between her fingers, pulling at them within the sac of skin. He shivered
and she sucked him in deeply, continuing to roll and tug at his testicles.
Daaron closed his eyes, awash in sensation. He took deep, gulping breaths,
desperate to calm himself. He wanted to savor this moment, and yet the more she
touched him the greater his urgency
as a sign that the Goddess looked upon their lifemating with favor. He wasn’t sure he
believed in the Goddess, but he’d never been happier in his life. And now that they
were becoming a family, everything seemed different. Brighter and better somehow.
Glorious.
Tessa reached up to kiss his mouth and he lost track of his thoughts. He’d always
been a man of lusty habits, able to go two or three times a night, but the speed his cock
rose to meet her was almost embarrassing. It was always this way between them.
Intense. Some day he’d have to figure out a way to draw things out a little more.
She pulled back from the kiss, and smiled up at him. Then she looked at the bed
pointedly, and gently pushed his chest. Daaron fell back, taking her with him. He
reached for her breasts, but she stopped him, giving him a smile that was pure
woman—filled with mystery and a knowing wisdom that he could only wonder at.
“I’m really excited to see my mother again,” she said, dropping kisses along his
chest. “I hope it won’t offend you, but I have an old-fashioned way I’d like to show my
appreciation.”
He looked at her, hoping desperately it would involve her lips on his body.
45
Joanna Wylde
“Helping your mother is the least I could do,” he said. “You’ve made my life
complete, Tessa. You don’t owe me anything.”
“You might think that, but I’m feeling a rather urgent need to make myself clear,”
she said, giving him a smile. She dropped her head, kissing down to his nipple,
suckling it with gentle insistence. Then she flicked it with her tongue and looked up.
Accepting defeat gracefully, Daaron relaxed against the bed, allowing her free
reign. After a moment’s pause, she leaned down and bit his nipple.
He started.
“Just making sure you’re paying attention,” she said, and gave the tiny hurt a
gentle kiss. Then she nuzzled down his body, finding the gentle rises and swells of his
muscles and ribs. When she reached his stomach he froze, every part of his body
focused on the feel of her lips grazing his sensitive flesh. With agonizing slowness, she
kissed, licked and nipped her way to his navel, then darted her tongue inside. He felt it
right at the base of his cock, as if a string connected the two spots. His balls tightened,
and he clenched the muscles of his ass to keep from rearing up at her.
She gave a low laugh, full of power, and Daaron felt it run through his bones. He’d
never heard anything sexier in his life. After long moments spent toying with him, she
allowed the bottom of her chin to brush the tip of his straining cock. Once, twice, the
skin catching as moisture welled up from his eager slit.
Tessa laid her cheek against his stomach and flicked her tongue out quickly,
swirling it around his cock head. He gasped.
“I’d heard that men like it when women do that,” she said, her voice all innocence.
“I take it that rumor is accurate?”
He gave a groan, incapable of offering her any other answer. She opened her
mouth, resting her lips against the round head and deliberately licking his slit, poking it
with the tip of her tongue.
“Salty,” she whispered. “Yum.”
46
Garnets or Bust
Daaron took a deep breath, trying to focus on the moment. Pressure built in his
balls. He knew he’d come too fast if he wasn’t very, very careful. She was a heady drug,
one he couldn’t begin to resist.
She sucked him in like a piece of candy, her mouth barely fitting around his girth.
She reached down with one hand, finding his testicles and cupping them. Then Tessa
rolled the orbs between her fingers, pulling at them within the sac of skin. He shivered
and she sucked him in deeply, continuing to roll and tug at his testicles.
Daaron closed his eyes, awash in sensation. He took deep, gulping breaths,
desperate to calm himself. He wanted to savor this moment, and yet the more she
touched him the greater his urgency
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