662 Lerrin's Epilogue - Part 5

LERRIN

Holding Suhle so close, their bodies singing, built the song in his bones until it felt like he would fly apart with the need to howl it.

"Creator's Light," he cursed under his breath when Suhle dropped her chin and began to kiss his chest, her short nibbles and tentative tastes with her tongue, growing in confidence and boldness as his breath whooshed out of him.

When she pulled his head back down and took his mouth again, Lerrin rocked against her instinctively and they both groaned as he found her, warm and slick, and so, so soft.

And so ready.

One elbow braced either side of her head, he cupped his hands over her crown, tilting his head to deepen the kiss, showing her with his tongue what he would do with his body.

And she writhed beneath him, all hesitancy gone. She'd wrapped her legs around his waist and now she started rubbing herself on him until he feared he would explode before he even took her.