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  Harper moaned as he laid a gentle, open-mouthed kiss on her throbbing clit, then circled it with his tongue. God, his mouth was so warm, which she really liked. The few times her ex, Jareth, had tried going down on her, he had done it right after brushing his teeth after getting ready for bed. There was nothing more off-putting, at least in Harper’s opinion, than having a cold mouth on your hot inner core. When Jareth had poked her with his tongue, it was like getting an icicle shoved inside her.

  It was completely different with Shad.

  He didn’t perform a few tentative licks and call it quits for one thing. Her ex had always reminded Harper of a picky cat with a bowl of cream, taking a small taste here and a small taste there before deciding he didn’t actually like what was being offered.

  In contrast, Shad was like a man thirsting to death who had found a source of fresh, sweet water. After teasing her clit for a moment, he spread her pussy even wider with his thumbs and then lapped upward, dragging the flat of his tongue from the well of her sex up over her slippery folds until he reached the top of her slit. Then he did it again…and again and again until Harper thought she was going to explode.

  “Shad,” she gasped breathlessly, fisting her fingers in his thick hair. “Shad please…please.”

  She hardly knew what she was begging for but the big Kindred seemed to know without even asking. It occurred to Harper as he lapped her open pussy that he knew her body intimately—knew how to make her come possibly better than any other man she’d ever been with. And she was getting close…so damn close if only he would…

  As if in answer to her silent, half-formed wish, two long, thick fingers suddenly found the entrance to her pussy and began to circle her wet, slippery well.

  “Oh!” she moaned softly. “Oh, Shad…”

  He looked up for a moment, his eyes blazing.

  “Are you ready to come for me, Harper? Ready to come all over my face and give me your sweet honey?”

  “I…I think so,” she gasped.

  “That’s good. Because I’m about to make you come hard, baby. I’m about to make you fly.”

  Still holding her eyes with his, he pressed inside.

  Harper arched her back as his fingers entered her—but not all the way. Instead, Shad crooked them upward making a “come on” gesture as he rubbed hard against a spot inside her that Harper had barely known existed.

  She’d read plenty of articles about how to find your G-spot and how to help a lover find it but she’d never been very successful with it. The clit was her happy place and she was satisfied if a guy could just succeed in locating it and stimulating it in a halfway decent way.

  But she was coming to see that Shad didn’t do anything halfway. As he rubbed hard against that spot inside her, he sucked her clit into his mouth and lashed it with his tongue, causing a wave of overwhelming sensation to wash over her, drenching her in pure, intense pleasure.

  Suddenly, Harper was there—up over the edge of orgasm and flying, just as he had promised.

  “Ah…Ahhhh!”

  What came from her throat was more like a wail than a cry. She bucked her hips, her body fishtailing on the bench so that Shad had to curl one big arm under her arched back to keep her from falling off. He gathered her closer to himself, making sure to keep their connection, staying with her even as she moaned and her pussy gushed juices which he lapped up eagerly.

  “Shad! Shad!” She cried his name like a prayer, unable to stop herself or hold back in any way. No one had ever made her come this hard—no one had ever taken her so high or pushed her so hard.

  And still he wasn’t done.

  Harper felt something smooth and cool against her thigh and then a buzzing sensation began. Looking down, she saw that Shad had gotten one of the vibrators from a nearby rack—a smooth, bullet shaped ivory one about as long as his hand. He was using on her outer pussy lips now but clearly he intended to do more.

  “Shad,” she said breathlessly. “Shad, what…”

  “Need to make you come again.” His voice was a hoarse growl. “You’re just getting started, baby. You can have multiples when I work you right.”

  Harper had never had multiple orgasms in her life—that she remembered, she reminded herself. But apparently the big Kindred knew how to give them to her.

  “I don’t know—” she began but then he touched the buzzing tip of the vibrating wand to her aching clit and she moaned and jumped.

  “You’re going to come for me again,” Shad growled softly. “Come while I swallow your sweet juices, Kallana.”

  Then he was stroking her with the buzzing toy, sliding it teasingly over her wet, throbbing clit before pushing it deep inside her to fuck her with its length.

  Harper threw back her head and cried with pleasure, her toes curling and her back arching as she felt yet another orgasm building.

  He’s right, she thought dizzily. I can come again.

  And then she did. And then again…and again…and again as Shad continued to tease orgasm after orgasm out of her while he lapped at her thirstily.

  At last she was a panting mess.

  “Shad,” she begged weakly. “Shad, please—no more. I can’t…can’t stand it again. I can’t.”

  He finally looked up, his mouth and jaw wet from her juices. True to his word, he had been lapping away her honey as fast as she could make it, cleaning her pussy gently after every orgasm until he felt she was ready for another. But right now Harper felt like she would die if he tried again—she was sexually exhausted.

  Shad seemed to sense it or maybe he could just tell by looking at her because he nodded at last and rose from his knees. Scooping Harper up, he sat on the bench and cradled her to his broad chest.

  “Kiss me,” he said huskily, looking into her eyes.

  Harper was more than happy to. Winding her arms around his muscular neck, she drew his head down to hers and kissed his mouth, now red from licking and sucking her.

  Shad groaned and kissed her back passionately.

  Harper moaned again as her own secret flavor exploded in her mouth. God, it tasted good when she licked it off the big Kindred’s skin!

  He seemed to agree because he parted her lips and slipped his tongue inside her mouth, feeding her the taste as the two of them kissed passionately.

  But after a moment, Harper became aware of something hot and hard poking her ass. Suddenly she understood what it was.

  He still hasn’t come—Shad’s been giving me multiple orgasms and I haven’t done anything in return.

  “Shad…” She reached down between them and began to stroke the long, hard shaft again. She wanted desperately to have it inside her—wanted to feel Shad filling her to the hilt with his thickness, spreading her open with his cock. But she knew now why it was impossible. She couldn’t risk forming a bond with him when he was going to lose her—when they were going to lose each other…

  No, don’t think about that! she commanded herself. Think about giving him pleasure—the same pleasure he gave you.

  Shad groaned softly as she continued to stroke him.

  “Gods, sweetheart…”

  “Let me suck you.” Harper was already sliding down between his legs. “Let me taste you the way you tasted me.”

  “You don’t have to,” he protested. “Letting me taste your sweet pussy was enough for me, Harper.”

  “No, it wasn’t or you wouldn’t still be so hard and achy.”

  Slowly she caressed the long length of him. There was no way she could fit all this into her mouth. But she could at least taste him and use her hands and mouth to help him come.

  Precum was already flowing freely from the broad head of his shaft and she bent her head to lap it away, watching him watch her as she did so. His opalescent eyes were half-lidded with lust and he didn’t try to protest anymore as she knelt before him, stroking his throbbing length.

  “Mmm…”

  To Harper’s surprise, his precum tasted different from any other guy’s she�