Wild and Free (The Three #3)(168)



Abel was immortal. He had super strength, super senses, and super stamina.

Delilah was not. She didn’t have any of that shit.

But his bitch still wore him out.

Fuck yeah.

The fates f*cking loved him.

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Yuri

Lazing on an elbow in the pillow, his other hand toying in her wetness, Yuri watched, smelled, and listened to what he was doing as it took hold of Aurora.

She was on her knees in the pillows, those knees spread wide at his command, hands to the headboard, back arched, ass tipped to the ceiling, and she’d been that way for a long time as Yuri toyed with her.

She was gripping hard, panting, her heart tripping over itself, the musk of her sex strong. Her body had long since grown taut, searching for it, wanting it, desperate for it, but he withheld.

“Yuri,” she gasped, twitching her hips to find his fingers after he took off the pressure and made them merely a whisper. Vague and magnificent, her eyes found his. “Please.”

“Have you had enough, my sweet?” he asked calmly, a calm belying the pounding throb in his cock.

“Yes,” she panted.

“All right, my love,” he murmured and drove two fingers deep into her drenched * as his thumb manipulated her hard nub.

Her spine arched forward even further, her head fell back, her hair swaying against the smooth, creamy skin of her back, and her hands clutched the headboard as the sweet little noises of her climax poured from her throat and she ground into his hand.

When it began to leave her, he stroked her deeply but gently, pushing high inside but taking his thumb from her clit, and he watched her head fall forward as she kept her ass tipped to the ceiling, enjoying what she was getting as he enjoyed giving it to her.

“All right, button?” he asked.

“Yeah, sweetheart,” she breathed.

He slid his fingers out, running his hand over her ass, murmuring, “Relax.”

She did as he lifted from his elbow, wrapped an arm around her waist, and pulled her to him. Sliding them down in bed, he twitched the covers over them and settled her snug to his side.

She rested her cheek to his chest and whispered, “What about you?”

The answer to her question was, by giving her that but not giving himself release, when he had her next, his orgasm would be extraordinary.

Or more extraordinary than what his little witch always gave to him.

Sometimes it was good to give so that what you took later could be so much better.

He didn’t explain that.

He gave her an alternate explanation that was nonetheless true.

“You’ll learn, sweet, that I take pleasure in pleasuring you.”

She pushed closer and snaked an arm around his middle. “I’ve already learned that.”

He smiled at the ceiling.

“Are you…eventually are you…” She lifted up and caught his eyes. “Are you ever going to, you know, um…feed from me?”

His heart thumped and his still-hard cock jumped.

“Do you think you’re ready for that?” he asked.

“I’ve heard that it’s…well, nice.”

“It is,” he confirmed.

“You’ve given me a lot of nice things, Yuri.”

He was delighted she thought so.

He gathered her closer, pulling her up his chest, and lowered his voice when he said, “I intend to continue giving you a variety of nice things, Aurora, for a very long time.”

Her face warmed, those big, blue eyes telling him how she felt about that idea.

“So, will you…soon?” She didn’t spell it out, but Yuri understood.

“Tomorrow morning,” he told her, and she relaxed into him.

“Good. I like the idea of getting something nice.” Her hand slid up his stomach, his chest, to the base of his throat. “And I like it more that I finally get to give something nice to you.”

“My sweet, if you don’t think that watching you take pleasure from me, which means you’re allowing me to give you pleasure, isn’t giving me something nice, you’re very wrong.”

She bit her lip and dipped her face closer.

Letting her lip go, she whispered, “Good.”

“Now kiss me, Aurora, and let’s get some sleep.”

A smile hit her eyes before she bent to him and pressed her mouth to his. Her timid tongue touched his lips and he gave her access, allowing her to taste him before he tightened his arms on her and gave her the good-night kiss she deserved.

Her heart was slamming in her chest when he released her mouth and pulled her back down his body.

“Settle in, my sweet,” he murmured as he reached to turn out the light.

When the room was swept with darkness, she did as told.

But she didn’t sleep.

He allowed this for some time before he called, “Aurora?”

“I’m not a seer,” she said strangely.

“Pardon?”

Her arm around his stomach went tight.

“I’m not a seer, Yuri, but I still can’t get it out of my head that something is gonna happen soon. I’ve never had this feeling before.” She took in an unsteady breath. “And it kind of scares me.”

He turned into her, keeping her close, and when he settled on his side, he tucked her closer.

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