Luna Ava felt pyretic from the day’s work. But nothing jabbed her energy more than the presence of Lucas De Clan, her mate. With the way her eyes stare into his own. Lucas has always seen his wife as more beautiful and alluring. Tonight was nothing different. The beautiful smile that stretches across her face matches his own, even as they shared wonderful memories with their child.
The moment she shut the bedroom door for Ramsey along with Lucas, she exhaled with relief as her worries were put to rest.
Her husband was right by her side. His figure towered above her as they continued walking across the spacious hallway that paved the way for their own master bedroom.
“I admire the interior we used in redecorating the Pack House,” Ava stated with a sense of Pride and enthusiasm.
“And you have told me that a thousand times precious..” Came the sexy hoarse voice of her mate, “You have a very spectacular eye for interior design. Perhaps those are one of the things you are passionate about.”
They didn’t take long before they reached their chambers. Wrapping his fingers around the doorknob, Lucas pushes it open, ushering his wife inside as he follows right behind her, making sure to slap her butt playfully, yet still dominating the atmosphere.
“I have a spectacular eye for other things as well…” Ava says, her bottom lip clutched between her teeth as she stares at him with eyes that burn his soul.
“Oh Precious..” Lucas answers, watching as his precious made entangles her tiny little fingers around his belt while still maintaining intense eye contact. He could never get over how crazy she made him. Watching her right now, as she struggled with the confines of his belt and his trousers presented the most adorable sight before him. Just the thought of having her shaking and breathing under him causes his cock to throb painfully.
The intensity in her eyes did not reduce even as she went down on her knees. There was a longing communication between their eyes. Communication that did not need words. Ava Maynard was always going to be his undoing. She controlled and drove him crazy without even realization. A factor that could very well feed on his wounded soul and rob him of the sanity he still held onto dearly. Being with her was a ride to infinity.
A ride that had been filled with madness. With crazy missions of revenge and retaliation. Yet every time he looks at her, all he could see is the woman he is so madly in love with. She gasps playfully when his phallus bounces out of its confines and slaps her face. Ava has never felt so much desire to bring him pleasure. She wanted to feel him fall apart inside her mouth. To make his legs shake just as he normally did for her. She wanted him to be at the receiving end of all the magical pleasure that they shared between themselves.
The passion that re-enacts between the sheets was still nothing compared to the feeling of being on her knees and taking his large erect cork into her mouth. As intimidating as it always felt for her, especially with the way her tiny fingers hardly wrapped around his dick fully, the inexplainable expression on his face was a much better trophy than anything else.
His lips opened in an attempt to say something, but she had already closed the gap and encircled her mouth around his manhood. His eyes had widened and he had almost lost balance. She had not even needed to warm him up, the precum that leaked from his penis had facilitated how easily Ava took him in her mouth and toward the back of her throat with the first attempt. Lucas breathed deeply, his hands falling over the beautiful vixen’s hair as he held on for dear life.
“Precious…’ was all he could say as his mate began to bob him in and out of her tiny mouth. Her eyes widened as the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat.
She relaxed the round area, providing a much more intensified and incandescent feeling that left his cock lighting up like a blowtorch. It all happened quickly. One moment, he was sure he would hold on: but then the next, his seed had been spilling into the back of her mouth with no sheer control. He kept uttering her name over and over again, grunting as he worked his way in and out of her mouth effortlessly, yet
she didn’t stop him.
She placed her hands on his hips and looked up at him. The look that she gave him had driven him mad with desire, sending him at yet another crazy chase for his second orgasm before he came down from his high.
He was a blistering mess. The room temperature around him had almost felt like a Turkish bath, his body began to heat up as she continued to bob and gag on his large manhood.
Her moves were sloppy. Using her saliva as lubrication and only pulling him out for just a few seconds to stare at that large monster that she still couldn’t believe fit in her mouth and towards the back of her throat.
She took him in once again, bobbing back and forth increasing the wonderful noises that encouraged her to increase the torture of her mouth. The delectation that he had derived from reaching his second climax made his knees swell with pleasure and his legs shake like he was going to lose balance.
He feasted her hair and held on to it even tighter, loving the way her eyes widened much more. Everything about his mate was an obsession. Beads of cum erupted from the tip of his cock, shooting right into her mouth as his dick continued to throb like a pulsing heartbeat. The wetness of her p**** at that moment had only intensified. It had not confused her to see that giving her mate pleasure was the ultimate pleasure for herself.
When Lucas slowly pulled out of her mouth, loving the erotic ‘pop’ sound she made as his shiny manhood hung lonely between his legs, he was sure right there that he could move mountains for this woman.
“Get on the bed, precious.”
He did not even need to make a second command. Ava did not have the intentions of even walking towards the bed. Instead, the palms of her hand connected with the warm fuzzy carpets that had been spread over the marble floor as she slowly crawled toward the large king size bed.
Giving her mate the perfect view of her round bottom, Lucas got even harder as his eyes flashed a different shade; struggling to hold on to the little control that was still intact. When she climbed onto the bed, he had not even realized how increasingly disturbing the clothes on her body were.
Instead, Ava sat adept on the bed, maintaining eye contact as her fingers skim over her shoulder, dropping the flaps of her floral dress as it falls over her shoulders and away from her chest. He stared at the laces of the beautiful pink bra that she had been wearing and then down between her legs when she spread them open and pulled her panties to the side.
Was there ever going to be anything that did not drive him crazy about his mate?