Chapter 53
“How I’ve missed this!” he growls against my skin. He runs his nose across my abdomen, and my
entire body shudders, feeling his warm breath skim across my skin.
“I want to taste you!” he purrs, and I blink at him. My mind is trying toprehend the words he just
spoke.
“You want to do what? Isn’t that what you were doing?” I ask him, remembering him biting my breast.
Heughs softly and shakes his head; his hands grip my knees, and he presses them into the bed,
spreading my legs. He growls. This was not what I had nned. I never nned on bing a Lycan
snack.
“Remove them!” he growls, but I shake my head, wondering what he could possibly want them off for.
“I won’t hurt you,” he says the words so calmly; I almost believe them if not for his words a few seconds
ago.
“You can’t taste me. I’m not food.” I tell him, horrified, and he chuckles.
“Are you forgetting the food pyramid because I could debate that statement?” he says. My eyes widen,
and I shake my head, knowing I am at the bottom and being eaten alive was not something I would
consider a nice, quick way to die.
“I don’t eat humans though I will eat you. Take off your pants, Zirah.” heughs. I shake my head when
he grabs them and rips them off me. I kick him, and he growls, pinning my legs to the bed.
“Gnash!” I shriek, but he only lifts his head, looks at me, and then drops it back on his paws. So much
for his help! My heart hammers in my chest.
“Nothing below the waist!” I remind him of the rules, and my voicees out more of a shriek. Regan
ignores me, and he kisses my knee, prying my legs apart. His tongue then trails down the inside of my
thigh. My legs tremble against his strong grip as I try to close them, not wanting his face so close to
that area. “I’m chewy like beef jerky! You’ll get food poisoning!” I screech, trying to crawl back up the
bed. He onlyughs, holding me in ce, and a whimper escapes my lips.
I close my eyes, waiting for the horrendous pain when he takes a bite out of me, and I feel his breath
sweep across my pussy.
“Regan?” I plead, already anticipating the pain if he bites me there. “Hmm,” he hums before pressing
his lips against my slit, and between my legs pulsates where he touches. My eyes open when he
doesn’t bite me, and I lift my head.
I nce down at him, wondering what he is doing when his tongue sweeps between my lower lips, and
I gasp at the thrilling sensation. He does it again, this time, his tongue sweeping over my clit, causing
an embarrassing guttural sound to leave my lips.
His hands grip my thighs, and he tugs on them, wanting me to open them wider. I resist until he flicks
his tongue back over that same spot, and I give him what he wants, letting them fall open. He pins one
to the bed yet hooks the other over his shoulder.
“Good girl,” he murmurs, his fingers pulling on the inside of my thigh and opening me wider to him; the
next second his hot tongue is everywhere, and my hips buck against his face earning a growl from him,
as he holds me in ce.
Regan keeps the same tempo as he assaults the spot with his mouth and tongue over and over again,
making my back arch. I didn’t know if I wanted him to keep going or wanted to kick him in the face to
make him stop when heat slivers down my spine and pools in my belly, everything warming when he
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sucks on one particr spot, making my eyes roll into my head.
“Regan!” I breathe out, tugging on his hair, trying to pull his face away.
“Come for me!” he growls, sucking harder as the sensation builds; I feel like I’m climbing a steep
precipice when his tongue flicks over the tortured flesh, making me scream. Everything turns white, and
my mind goespletely nk as the sensation sweeps over me, and I am shoved over some
invisible edge.
My hips rock against his face, and my core pulsates, the sensation rolling over me in waves of
euphoria. My muscles spasm, and he slows down, letting me ride out the waves of ecstasy coursing
through me while he adjusts positions. He shoves his tongue inside me,pping at the juices I can feel
slipping from me and wet the sheet beneath me, his tongue prolonging the feeling.
I blink, feeling dazed as I stare up at the ceiling as the feeling abates, his tongue drawing out the
sensation as he continuespping at me when a shiver rolls through me, the room suddenly feeling
cold, yet my spine burns where my runes are and so do my arms when he finally stops.
Regan moves, crawling up my body and tugging me to him. He pulls the nket over us, and my teeth
chatter as that coldness seeps into my bones. Why am I so cold now?
I move closer, trying to steal his warmth when he pinches my chin between two fingers, tilting my face
to his, a smile tugs at the corners of his lips, and his eyes flicker before he kisses me—forcing his
tongue in my mouth when I finally get what he meant when I can taste myself on his tongue. He tugs
me closer, his body heat warming me as he tucks the nket higher around me.
I kiss him back, and he groans. My hand goes to his chest, and he tenses, then kisses me harder. After
a few seconds, he pulls away. A deep purring sound emanates from his chest as my fingertips move
lower and my eyes dart to his.
Pitch-ck eyes peer back at me. “Still in control!” he whispers when my fingers touch his pubic bone.
The thrumming grows louder, and he swallows. I watch his Adam’s apple move in his throat and his lips
part, revealing the sharp points of his teeth.
“Regan?” I ask, a little worried when my fingertips trace down his shaft. The skin feels taut. The
appendage rock hard when I wrap my fingers around it only for him to grab my hand and his cock
twitches in my grip.
My eyes move to his. “Should I stop?” I ask him, and he looks at me.
“You should, but I don’t want you to,” he groans, squeezing my hand.