WREN’S POVHe looked at me like I'd just hung the stars in the sky, his gold eyes soft and hazy in the aftermath. My lips were swollen, my chin sticky with a mix of whipped cream and his cum. I felt like I could command army of warriors with just a look. My pussy clenched, an empty ache pulsing deep inside me, a demand for more. I needed him inside me, not just his taste in my mouth but his cock filling me, stretching me, claiming every inch of me.I rose slowly from my knees, my muscles protesting in the most delicious way. I straddled his lap on the couch, the torn fabric of the cat suit scratching against my thighs. His hands immediately came to rest on my hips. He was still breathing hard, his chest rising and falling beneath my palms."Ronan" I whispered, my voice husky. I didn't need to say more. He knew what I was asking for. His eyes darkened, the soft look replaced by something hungrier. “Are you sure, kitten?" He asked, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through my enti
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