THE LUNA'S RITUAL
It felt better than anything that had ever touched me there.
“Hmm… so good. Harder, please.”
He flicked his tongue faster. One hand slipped between my legs under the water, finding my clit. He eased a finger inside, working me gently at first, then increasing the pace.
He released my breast. “You like that?” His pheromones flooded the air—cedar and dark musk filling my senses.
“Put your mouth back on me, Alpha, please. Suck these tits, they’re aching for you.” I begged, drunk on whatever he was doing to me.