“Raya!” He shot up, his hips snapping up, and his c**k went deep in my throat, tickling the muscles there, and I shot the organ out of my mouth, gagging.
However, I wasn't through.
I widened my stance, my knees almost flat on the bed, so that I was in a semi-kneeling/lying-down position. I stared at my mate through my lashes, admiring the goddess’s word, and I opened my mouth, completely enveloping it in my mouth.
“f**k!” Micah cursed, jerking as his tip met the back of my throat, and his hand was quick to tangle in my hair, taking control back. He f****d my mouth like I was just a hole, his eyes sealed closed as he pounded into me angrily, as if trying to take out his anger on me.
But this wouldn’t do. I needed this moment between us to be different. I had been aching since I arrived
