Chapter 92 - KYLE'S DESSERT (MATURE)

[KYLE POV]

Jacy had been so wrapped up in the massage it was like she was in a trance. It was like she wasn't able to notice the exact ways that I was moving my hands or exactly where I was touching. She just seemed to be in a state of bliss.

She didn't say anything or even flinch when I licked the inside of her ankle. Just that tiny lap of my tongue made me want to devour all of her. I wanted to taste every inch of her again but I didn't know if I had that kind of patience tonight.

I decided to start with devouring her legs first and decided to see if I could last any longer than that. It was a pretty good place to start. Those long luscious legs of hers would be a meal fit for a king, or a hungry and horny Alpha.

When I began to lick and nip at the soft supple flesh of her calf, that was when Jacy noticed something was different. She had realized then that the massage was over and it was time for me to play.

I licked every inch of her legs. Moving my way slowly up them as I switched from one leg to the other. I couldn't get enough of her scent and the added flavor that the oil added. It was blowing my mind and sending more blood rushing to my already throbbing erection. I needed her but I wasn't going to neglect her for it. I was going to take care of her right now like I was going to take care of her for the rest of our lives.

Just from the feeling of me licking and biting my way up her legs Jacy was moaning and panting with need. I could smell the juices that were flooding her core and waiting for me. She was going to provide me with the best gift meal, herself.

When I finally reached the very center of her body, that dripping wet core, I couldn't stop myself from going at her immediately. I should have taken my first taste slowly and been considerate about it but I lacked that amount of control at the moment.

The moment my tongue was close enough to her I drew it up her slit in a hard and fast pass. That drew a scream of pleasure from her that made my heart soar. I didn't stop there though. I was lapping harder and faster and I tried desperately to get all of her juices that had been flowing.

When I reached the top of her slit and that sensitive bundle that was there I pulled it into my mouth and sucked on it hard, wrapping my tongue around it and pulling hard.

"AAAAAHHHHHHH!" She screamed and nearly came right then but she was fighting it. She didn't want it to be over just yet. That was fine, I was still enjoying my snack so I didn't want it to be over just yet.

I brought both of my hands up and between her legs then. I used my left hand to spread her folds wider, allowing me to gain better access to the sweet nectar that I so desired. My right hand had moved lower. With a quick twist and a thrust I had positioned my index and middle fingers at her opening and pushed them past her opening.

This lasted for maybe two minutes. My fingers pumping inside of her relentlessly while my tongue flicked across her slit and drove her mad. Her screaming and moan was near constant as she prepared to sail that wave of desire all the way to the end. When she reached her limit she exploded. I had just enough time to pull my hand away and lap away the cream that she was so graciously providing me.

I didn't let her rest long. I needed her now. It was my turn to have her and I wanted to have her now.

I rose above her and positioned myself at her opening. She was wet and beyond ready for me. I slid right in and buried myself deep inside of her. That feeling had felt like home since the first night that I had taken her and it had only gotten better since.

With a maddeningly slow pace I pulled back until just my tip was inside of her. Her walls closed back as I pulled out of her and just that tiny piece other holding me was squeezing so snugly that I wanted to growl my pleasure. As I thrust forward again I did just that.

"Jacy." I growled her name as I slammed into her.

"Kyle." She called my name in return and dug her nails into my back as she struggled to hold onto me and stop me from leaving her.

If my mate wanted to keep us pressed together while we mated then I wasn't going to stop her. Instead, I pulled her toward me and lifted her off of the bed. With a bit of skill and a ton of luck, I managed to reposition us without slipping out of her.

I was now sitting on the bed with my back against the headboard. Jacy was sitting on my lap with her knees bent and her feet under her bottom. Now she could hold onto me while I guided her up and down on my shaft. This would be more intimate for us both.

With a firm grip on her lusciously curved and rounded ass I lifted her up until I was just barely inside of her. When I brought her back down I thrust my hips just enough so that I slammed into her with a piercing and powerful strike.

"NGH! AAHH! Oh Goddess!" She called out several times as I kept this up at a hard and fast rhythm. All the while her words and voice were being exhaled right next to my ear. She was driving me crazy as I drove her near the edge. It was an amazing feeling.

I did my best to hold out for as long as I could. I loved the feeling of being inside Jacy so much that I didn't want it to end, ever. But when Jacy reached that peak of pleasure and fell over it again I couldn't resist. The rippling waves of her orgasm squeezed and milked me so hard that I felt like I was going to explode from the effort of trying to slam into her now. She had gotten so much tighter with her second orgasm of the night.

I thrust into her again and again, three times, four times, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. That was it, that was all I could take with her squeezing embrace. I gave into my pleasure and exploded inside of her. I came growling her name again.

"Jacy!"

"Kyle!" She moaned my name again as she felt my seed flow inside of her. This had been bliss. This had been what I was wanting my whole life, a mate like Jacy.

After my waves of pleasure finally passed I noticed that Jacy had collapsed against me, her head on my shoulder and her breathing ragged. She was spent, her energy was gone and I was basically there as well.

I did my best to slide out of her gently but noticed the small groan that escaped her lips when I was no longer inside of her. I didn't stop what I was doing though, I just moved with Jacy as I laid her down, still holding her against me. We were snuggled in each other's arms, holding each other close, as we both drifted off to a peaceful sleep. 

I was content in the fact that I would be able to do this every single day for the rest of my life as long as Jacy let me. That sounded just like the perfect life for me. Something wonderful and delicious to eat and a post meal workout. It was the best way to stay in shape that I knew about. What man on earth wouldn't want a night like this with his mate?

I could clearly picture my future with Jacy now, it was what I was dreaming about to be honest. In my dream Jacy and I were there with our baby boy, our son. After a day of family life where we divide baby chores and I take care of most of the household work we are sitting on the couch and drinking cocoa or something else sweet like that.

Following the family time we put the baby to sleep in his crib and fall into bed together. It was time to practice making a sister for our little baby boy. He would like to have a sister close to his age in my opinion. And I would never tire of the trying process. 

Yeah, for some reason though, even in a dream I couldn't imagine Jacy going for that. Funny, she was her typical self even as a dream version. I guess that meant I wouldn't change a thing about her.