69/Let you use my dick instead
Lilith pov
“You know, this reminds me of Sleeping Beauty but instead of waking the beauty with a kiss, you have to give him a blowjob.”
The moment I parted my lips and wrapped them around the crown of Claude’s dick, my wolf’s voice echoed through my head, laughter dripping with amusement.
I froze for a split second, a shaky breath escaping me at her words but I couldn’t even process them, not when the salty taste of precum hit my tongue, not when his dick twitched in my mouth as if responding instinctively to my touch.
It was so hard, so perfect, so good that I nearly lost my mind.
A low, sultry moan slipped past my lips as my eyes fluttered shut, my fingers curling around his thick length.
Before I knew it, that familiar, maddening ache jolted through my body, consuming me entirely. 1
I could feel my pussy flutter, clenching and throbbing as I soaked through my panties, no doubt visible beneath the short dress I wore. Bending over him on the bed, I took just an inch of his dick between my lips.
And fuck, it shouldn’t have turned me on the way it did.
He was asleep and I was sucking his dick to wake him up. It was something I’d never done before, something that should’ve made me nervous, shy, hesitant… but the urge drowned out everything else, every trace of reason, leaving only one word echoing in my head.
More. More. More.
Take more. Want more.
I exhaled shakily through my nose, my eyes flickering to Claude’s sleeping face, his Adam’s apple bobbing, a few loose strands of blond hair falling across his forehead. I parted my lips wider and took him deeper, inch by inch.
Slowly.
Savoring every taste of him and goddess, he was so huge that I gagged, my throat tightening, my mouth stretched to its limit, feeling so full. But I didn’t stop. I kept taking him, eyes never leaving his face.
As ridiculous as it sounded, I wanted to see his expression as I took him, wanted to catch every flicker of pleasure
that crossed his features.
And when I finally slid down to the base, his tip pressing against the back of my throat, my lips brushing his balls, I watched, breath trembling, as his expression began to shift.
The corner of his lips slowly curled into a faint, knowing smile.
My breath caught in my throat as I stared at him, his dick buried deep, my hands trembling slightly around the base. But just when I expected him to wake up
He didn’t.
Instead, he grunted.
His dick twitched inside my mouth.
His abs flexed, his chest rising and falling as his breathing rew heavier.
Claude sank deeper into the pillow, that faint smile still etched across his face, eyes shut, body still. He didn’t
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move, didn’t say a word, just lay there, perfectly still while my face flushed pink, realizing he was awake… and yet, he was letting me continue.
Goddess, this was embarrassing.
I knew it was but more than that, it felt so good, so addicting, that before I knew what I was doing, I slowly lifted my head. His dick slid out of my mouth with a wet pop, a thin trail of saliva stretching between us as I panted hard, my breathing rough and uneven.
But my hand didn’t stop.
I began stroking him, running my fingers along every inch, every hard vein, feeling every throb against my palm.
Without a second thought, I leaned back down, eyes fixed on him as I stuck out my tongue, dragging it slowly across the tip, over the slit.
The moment I did, a sharp grunt escaped Claude’s lips. His smile deepened, lips parting slightly but still, he didn’t move. He just lay there, letting me, as I flicked my tongue around the head before slowly taking him back into my mouth.
To the hilt.
Then I pulled back again, only to take him in once more, falling into a steady, hungry rhythm. His thick length slid in and out of my mouth as I picked up the pace, my hand working the base, pumping him in time with every motion.
As I moved, I couldn’t stop watching him, the rise and fall of his chest, the way his expression shifted, the faint tension in his jaw, pleasure etched across his face.
And oh, fuck me… he was so beautiful, it drove me insane.
My pussy throbbed with need, aching so badly I wanted even the slightest pressure, wanted to rub against something, to touch myself while sucking him.
But I couldn’t.
Theila hadn’t said anything about it, and I didn’t know if it was against the rules. I couldn’t take that risk.
A maid had been killed just for spying on Alpha Lucien while he showered, if I touched myself to Claude, I didn’t even want to imagine what he’d do. So I swallowed the ache, forcing it down, and kept moving.
I sucked harder, faster, the wet slurping and soft choking sounds filling the air between us.
I felt his hips buck into my face, pressing his dick deeper into my mouth, and as I increased my pace, my hand slid down to his balls. My fingers brushed against them, stroking softly.
Seconds stretched into what felt like minutes, the heat between my thighs becoming unbearable. My whole body felt hot, aching so badly I could barely think straight.
My mouth glided up and down his length, choked whimpers spilling from me, not because of the pace or how full my mouth felt, but because of the throbbing ache in my pussy. Soon, I could hardly take it anymore.
Goddess, it was so overwhelming. Too much.
And right at that moment as if on cue, I heard my wolf’s voice in my head again, her low tone brushing against my ear, I felt her presence press close, and before I could react, a touch slid down my arm, making me freeze mid- motion.
Even though I’d stopped, my hand kept moving, stroking his dick slowly, as if she were controlling me.
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“Do it, Lilith.”
I inhaled sharply, a shaky breath escaping, and the motion made Claude’s dick twitch in my mouth.
“If you want to touch yourself, do it,” she whispered. “He won’t even know. Feel good, Lilith… I know you want to
My eyes fluttered shut almost instantly. Before I even realized what I was doing, my free hand slid between my thighs. When my trembling fingers found my soaked panties, pressing against the damp fabric, she suddenly vanished, leaving only the ache behind.
I kept moving my head against him, a strangled, breathless moan spilling from me as I pressed harder against my throbbing clit but it wasn’t enough.
Oh, goddess, it really wasn’t.
This time, I didn’t hesitate. I pushed my panties to the side and as my fingers slid against my sensitive clit, I sucked him faster before slipping two fingers inside myself lost in the pleasure.
“Nnngh…”
I whimpered, my voice muffled around his dick, the sound vibrating through his length. I breathed heavily through my nose, spreading my thighs wider as I plunged my fingers deep into my core. My body trembled uncontrollably, eyes shut tight from how good it all felt.
I’d been so sensitive since delivering Silas’s coffee that I didn’t even start slow.
I moved fast-too fast, driving my fingers deep until my walls tightened around them, sucking them in. I wasn’t sure when it happened, but I’d slowed down on Claude’s dick, then stopped entirely.
His length slipped free from my mouth, my hand still wrapped tight around him as I panted, sliding my fingers in and out of myself. I was so close.
Oh, goddess…
But just as I was lost in the rhythm, I heard it, my wolf’s soft chuckle, her teasing voice echoing in my head.
“Oh, seems like you’re in trouble, human.”
The moment I heard her, I felt it, the piercing gaze on me.
My breath caught in my throat, the world freezing around me. My hand stilled between my legs as a low, amused chuckle came from the man beneath me. And before I could even react, I heard his voice-deep, rough, hungry.
“Looks like you’re having fun there, little wolf.”
He hummed, and my eyes snapped open, meeting his. That wicked glint in his gaze made my heart drop. He was awake. Watching me.
Before I could move, he did. In a blink, he was sitting up, his hand shooting out to the back of my head, grabbing a fistful of my hair. A whimper escaped me as he yanked me closer, my fingers slipping free from my pussy.
Our faces were just inches apart when the smirk on his lips widened, his voice a low murmur against my mouth.
“However… those little fingers of yours won’t do. Why don I let you use my dick instead?”
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