Ellen
I wake up in the morning with a loud gasp, my body seizing and spasming at the pleasure happening between my legs. It feels like fireworks are going off inside of me, and it takes me a moment to realize what is happening - my mate is between my legs.
“Christian,” I moan, my voice thick with desire as I feel his tongue working its magic between my legs. My pregnant belly, swollen with our child, prevents me from seeing him clearly, but I can see his broad shoulders as he licks me out like I’m his goddamn breakfast.
And when I moan again, he chuckles. “Morning, beautiful,” he murmurs against my wet flesh in a way that allows me to feel the vibrations. I swear my toes curl in on themselves, and I hold my breath when he speaks again, “You taste so f*****g good, Ellen. I could stay bet
