Fang-Kissed

Chapter 34

Oh. Raze has Power. It's an overwhelming sexual drive of a Fang-Gold, shared with his mate – and I can't even imagine what the difference will be when he sinks his fangs into me.

His talent lies in not just his ability to be the most Legendary Runner out of any Fang in existence. It's in this area he hasn't delved into the same as Raphael.

I knew Raze was always known for discipline but when he's hands are on me? He's the absolute master of me.

I've bent over his cream sweats and he's hand has pressed between my shoulder blades, rubbing between them, feeling across my skin, searching – while his other hand rubs over my butt cheeks, kneading into me right before he opens that palm and spanks me with it. It hurts so good.

This is not a game to Raze.

He needs to see me wiggle and squirm – he needs to hear me gasp with pleasure while he shows me he's the master and I serve him.

"Soft and warm – you have a perfect ass, darling," Raze soothes me with his affirmative tone and his warm kneading hand again, "This," his hand rubs from my shoulder to my nape and he traces the mark Raphael left, "...traditional... but this," he grabs my ass in his hand, holding it tight before he releases it and smacks it again – hard and firm, making my skin turn pink, "It's ancient... it goes something like this..." he holds my shoulder and pushes me off his lap, onto the floor, while he grabs my hip, manoeuvring my hips and ass toward his face, while my hands fall to the fluffy rug.

"Raze?" I whisper his name while I blush, "What are you doing?"

Raze lifts me up higher while he leans down, his hands sliding around my thighs, spreading my legs. He kisses my pussy and rests me down so I'm leaning on my forearms across the floor, my hair framing my face. I feel his tongue lick into my pussy, moving deep – tasting every drop of my sweet nectar that was all there. My pussy wanted Raze anchored deep within me, ramming home – now I get his patient tongue, exploring every inch of me while I feel my skin tingle everywhere.

My legs tremble as my muscles twitch, wanting to crawl forward.

Raze laps at me for as long as he desires – I find myself starting to pant by the time he leaves my pussy to simple graze his teeth along my ass cheek.

Then he lets me go.

I don't fall flat on my face, rather – I move frantically.

Moving quickly onto my knees, my hips pushed back as my spine arcs. I stretch forward, needing to get into position.

"Fuck," I whisper with embarrassment, but I can't help it.

Razes' hand presses to my right ass cheek, holding it to the side, as he looks... and I feel, I feel my honey drip down between my legs. I'm going to cause a mess if he doesn't do something about it.

But Raze is just watching me drip, and I'm soaking up his attention.

He slides two fingers into my pussy as he finally follows me down to the rug, and before I even know it's coming, Raze sinks his fangs into my left butt cheek.

So he had decided to Fang-Kiss my ass.

I feel my pussy squeeze around his fingers repeatedly as he watches my body convulse forward, raising my ass higher as his sharp canines lift from my butt.

I didn't feel pain. I simply felt them sink inside me and then I felt my body tie to him. Mental bonds were pushing and pulling me into this perfect position.

I start to moan as Raze takes his fingers from my creaming pussy. My mate grabs both my ass cheeks and spreads them to the side.

Instead of fucking me, Raze leans down and starts to eat me out again. He can't control his need to taste me.