The Winter Court by Amelia Hutchins

Author:Amelia Hutchins [Hutchins, Amelia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-20T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Icelyn wiggled her hips, rubbing against Sinjinn as she groaned. Every part of her body ached, and that hunger that never seemed to be filled growled as it gnawed on her stomach. Sinjinn moved, his body on autopilot as it had been for days now, waking only to feed her and be fed. Transitioning was brutal, all-consuming, and apparently, never-ending.

She pushed him over, letting her fingers trail over the ripples of muscle that lined his abdomen. Her eyes reflected in his, proving how strong her hunger was. Her other hand grabbed his cock, wrapping her small fingers around it before her mouth began kissing a trail across his belly, placing heated kisses as she made her way to the one thing her body craved.

“Icelyn,” he warned in a thick, husky growl that only emboldened her more.

Her hand stroked his cock, enjoying the silken flesh that grew tight with need. Her mouth kissed and licked slow circles into his flesh, spreading ice over his heated flesh until her tongue found the sensitive underside of his cock and licked up and down it. His body tensed as a growl erupted from his lips.

Sinjinn lifted his head, watching her as she held his eyes. Heat pooled to her core, clenching with need as she took him into her throat, enjoying the heated growl that escaped before he could stop it. Her hand worked his cock, while her lips clamped over it, along with the tip of her tongue that tortured him until he started to sit up.

Icelyn pushed him down hard, her magic a palpable thing in the room they had nested in. She wasn’t an idiot; they were hidden, and all they did was fuck, mate, and sleep in it. It had been days, and the entire room smelled of magic and sex with a hint of winter and embers. She rose up onto her knees, her body slowly positioning over his chest, and she pushed her hair away from her face as she kissed him, claiming his mouth hungrily. Icelyn straddled him, never breaking the slight contact she held.

Her own animalistic growl reverberated through her, disappearing with his kiss. Teeth nipped and pulled at his full swollen, bottom lip before she pushed her pussy against his thick cock.

“Do you want that?” she uttered hoarsely.

“Like I want the air filling my lungs to live,” he answered thickly. His hands brushed down her sides, catching and holding her waist. He didn’t move her; instead, he watched as she slowly pushed back, taking every inch he had to offer and then threw her head back as a scream of pleasure released from deep in her lungs.

She was fucking wild and beautiful. Her enticing scent of winter mixed with his, and every time she found her release, he’d inhale it so deeply that he knew he would never forget it. Those breasts bounced as she lifted and dropped back down, riding him as if she’d been born to do just that. He filled every inch of her cunt, and yet she never complained that he was too big, or of being sore.

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