***Aubrey's POV***
It has been a couple days since my melodramatic breakdown. I hate that I can't control my emotions. I guess it is to be expected. Although, I do expect more from myself.
I woke with my sexy god wrapped around me. Swoon! I will never get tired of Darius. He is, well, he's just everything. He makes the sexiest noises in his sleep. His lips part and an almost whisper whistle comes out. I just want to steal his breath with my lips.
Okay, so maybe I'm obsessed with my man.
Who are we kidding? I'm literally stalker obsessed with Darius. Cert-i-fi-able!
"Good morning sexy!" I whispered.
Nothing!
"Good morning handsome!" I tried again.
Nothing!
So, what's a girl gotta do you get her man to wake up and show her a little attention?
You will see!
I poked my head under the covers and started kissing a trail down Darius' abs. I bit lightly into the "v" of his hips and licked my way until I found the proper way to stir a god.
I quietly began massaging his soft cock thru his thin boxers.
Well, I got a reaction out of some part of him.
***Darius POV***
This little vixen!
I wake up to Aubrey nibbling on my length thru my boxers. She seemed to be enjoying herself, so I stayed still and let her play.
I was all set to wait it out, until she moaned against my shaft. Suddenly, I was ready to nestle my member in her warm muscles; mouth or pussy, I'm not that picky.
My cock was jumping under her touch and I was struggling to control myself.
Aubrey, however, wasn't struggling at all. Her warm, tiny hand slid into my boxers and unleashed the beast.
My thighs tightened in anticipation, alerting my dirty angel that I was awake.
She threw the covers off and smiled seductively as she swiped her tongue over the tip of my manhood. Like any breathing mammal, I threw my head back and moaned.
She lifted her chest off the bed and laid her weight on her fists. Then she took the majority of my cock into her mouth. Her throat tightened around the head and her cheeks drew closer towards my flesh.
I could cum at any second, but nah. Let her roll with it.
I could feel her mouth watering, slicking my flesh with her desire. Goddess she was good at this.
Her head was bobbing on my dick and I wanted to dive into her folds.
I lifted up and yanked her core towards me, spinning her into my favorite position, 6&9.
I tore her panties off and started eating the feast laid before me. I had her cheeks firmly in my hands and guided her ass back and forth so we were both benefiting from the motion.
My tongue was working overtime to explore her mound.
Fuck she taste like a ripe peach. Sweet and addicting.
I slid my tongue up and down her slit and she started rocking against my lips.
"That's right kitten, ride my face." I commanded.
She must like that language cause she pulled up the length of my shaft and was sucking like a god damn Dyson.
"Fuck" I groaned.
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The Weeping One (MXW)
WerewolfHow could so much be placed on one soul? What could she have done to deserve her hand of fate? Would she ever know the kindness, a being such as she deserved? Aubrey Winter's had lived too much in her 22 years in the human realm. The hands of fate h...
