Alaric's tongue flicked rapidly over her clit.
"Fuck," Nicolette moaned, the sleep fully gone from her eyes.
Alaric buried his tongue inside her, and she parted her thighs wider. Her hand slid into his hair, and she grabbed it, pulling him closer to her heat.
He devoured her, circling her clit with his tongue, his mouth sealed firmly around it. She lifted her legs off the bed, her heart pumping wildly with passion.
"Baby, yes," she groaned, breathless, as his tongue plunged deep into her.
It was warm, quick, and hungry.
Alaric ate her like he had been starving for days. Each flick of his tongue, each thrust, sent waves of pleasure shooting through her. A series of gasps escaped her lips.
"Alaric…" she whispered, melting under the steady rhythm he set.
His tongue returned to her clit, and her legs curled as the sensation consumed her. Then, he dipped two fingers inside her while still sucking her clit.
"Ah!"
