He kissed and nibbled, sucked and licked until I was crying out, all thoughts of tomorrow and my cold gone from my brain. It was the perfect distraction. He was perfect.
I clutched his head with my thighs, his hair going through my fingers as I gripped the strands hard, the blanket bunched in my other hand as an orgasm so powerful collapsed on me.
I screamed with a hoarse throat as his tongue stroked my walls faster, harder, making me shake through the pleasure as it claimed me.
Then he was licking up my release, then over my thighs, over the bites they had left scarred into my skin as I shuddered and arched into it.
I had no idea how they made it so intense every time, but it was enough to make me wildly obsessed with them.
“Derik,” I breathed, begging him to claim me the way b
