Page 353 of Pucking Feral: Part Two

Too close.

If she jerks forward, my teeth will catch her. If I angle my head wrong, if my jaw closes, if the medication is still making my control unreliable⁠—

Valek’s hand spreads more firmly across her lower stomach.

“I have her,” he says.

I glance up.

He’s watching me over the length of Ivy’s body, pale hair falling across his bruised face. His grip around her wrists remains steady.

“You won’t hurt her,” he says. “And if she moves, I’ll pull her back.”

Ivy gives a tiny, desperate nod, whimpering, squirming.

I lower my head.

The first touch is barely anything.

Just the tip of my tongue against the slick gathered at her entrance.

Ivy gasps and pulls against Valek’s grip. He holds her wrists above her head and tightens his arm around her middle before her hips can rise.

“Stay still,” he tells her.

“I-I'm trying...”

I drag my tongue upward.

Her folds part around it, hot and impossibly soft. Slick coats my tongue immediately, richer straight from her body than it was on Valek’s fingers.

My growl vibrates against her pussy.

Ivy cries out.

My hands clamp around her thighs, keeping them open, keeping her safe while I lick her again. Longer this time. From her dripping entrance to the swollen hood above her clit, my tongue flattening wide enough to cover her without bringing my teeth any closer.

Her body strains beneath Valek’s restraint.

“Fuck… Wraith⁠—”

I freeze.

“Don’t stop,” she pants. “Please don’t stop.”

Valek nods and I bow my head again.

My tongue slides between her folds, lapping up the slick spilling from her. I keep my jaws open and still, every muscle carefully locked except my tongue. It curls into her entrance, pushes inside, then drags back out with more of her taste, her honeysuckle mingling with the copper from where my teeth have scraped against my flesh.

Ivy’s thighs shake in my hands. Valek pins her wrists harder when she bucks, his other palm pressing her hips into the blankets.

“I’ve got her,” he says.

I lick her again.

And again.

Each pass gets easier. I'm clumsy as fuck, but I find where touching her makes her squeak and squirm.