TALON POV
Talon couldn’t help but groan the second Cassie’s o****m hit her.
He lapped up everything he seem, wrapping his
arms around her legs to keep her from hopping off the love seat whereas her body jerked in delight. He couldn’t offer assistance but observe her confront as his tongue dove into her again.
The ordinarily calm expression she’d had since she’d met him presently scrunched up with joy that looked like it was essentially energizing her.
He might get it the feeling.
He felt his c**k strain in his pants, asking to be liberated so that he might supplant his tongue with it and at last claim his mate like the whole universe appeared to be pointing toward. Why else would it put her precisely in his way? It as it were made sense why she was here presently and beneath him.
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