Reborn As Cursed Alpha's Mate-Chapter 86: Spent (R-18)

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"No, I can dress myself up," Cassandra answered without hesitation while rummaging through her closet for a dress, keeping her back towards him.

He stepped closer, extending his hands Siroos enclosed them around Cassandra’s small waist and pulled her into himself. Burying his nose in the dip of her shoulder, Siroos murmured.

"I wish too." His hands crept up to the straps of her light gown, lazily playing with them at the same time making tingles dance on the very spots. Her body supercharged every time his fingers grazed her.

Cassandra’s breath was lodged in her throat. How this man made her lose control of herself with a simple touch.

"Let me put on the gown I brought. I desire to see you in that, so let’s get this one off shall we?" His thumbs hooked on the straps, ready to peel it off her gorgeous body. Every tiny hair on Cassandra’s neck was standing erect.

Unknowingly she melted into his touch and nodded her head.

That’s what Siroos had been waiting for; in a split second, he removed the straps from her smooth shoulders and slowly unwrapped the gown from around her body, taking his sweet time.

His rough palms deliberately grazed past her pert nipples, and they stood erected like tiny peaks.

"Umm!" She couldn’t help but slowly moan as her gown fell into her feet and she was left vulnerable and bare in his hold.

Siroos cupped her soft and squishy mounds from under and squeezed them between his large hands. They fitted so perfectly in them as if they had been created just for him.

The sensations his actions caused zinged through her and hit her directly into her inner folds, making her clench her legs shut and throw her head back on his rugged shoulder.

Her mouth opened and froze into a needy moan she was trying not to let through.

"They are so soft, like the cotton flowers with cherries embedded in them. I wish to devour them until all you can do is scream my name," he unabashedly told her.

His index finger and thumb had taken the perky tops in between them. He flicked the tips with his nail, eliciting sensations she wished to scream. Pressing them between his pointer and thumb the man turned them even pinkier than they already were.

The molten pleasures travelled through her very veins, igniting a hunger which burnt her insides. An itching had begun between her legs which she kept clamping shut the more he touched her.

"Open them, Malakti. Let me take a whiff of how aroused you get from my touches," his voice, like a velvety whisper, entranced her. His lips were on her earlobe now; his tongue licked it in slow, sensual strokes.

His right hand snaked down and parted her thighs and wedged his knee between them so she wouldn’t close them again. His hand slid inside her soft undergarment.

Siroos’s index finger grazed past her clit in slow torture as he deliberately avoided parting her moist folds and delving inside them.

She itched with the need, a hunger so fearless was enveloping her.

"What do you want Malakti? Use your words."

Siroos teased, taking her earlobe into his mouth and placing soft bites on it.

"Argh!" She could feel his bulging manhood poking her. Even without seeing she knew it was massive the way he glided it against hers.

"My name, I wish to hear my name from this pretty mouth of yours. Falling through it with a moan. Do it or I will keep up this teasing." Siroos pinched her nipple and roughly grazed his palm against her little bundle of nerves.

Si–roos," Cassandra stammered, her body jerking in his hold as wave after wave of blinding pleasures washed over her, leaving her breathless.

"That’s more like it, Malakti. How I love when you scream my name." His middle finger instantly disappeared inside her wet cavity while his other hand played with her sensitive nipples.

Wicked amount of pressure had built up inside her core which he was about to release with his finger. Her whole body jolted and liquid pleasures made her toes curl.

"My sweetness." His mouth dipped and claimed her petal-soft lips. Every second away from them, he seemed to be starved.

Her brain turned completely hazy as his lips completely covered hers. Every other thought melted away into oblivion except the sensuality of his lips that applied pressure in tandems, making her swoon.

His body was hard as a boulder, his poker rock solid as it poked her back through his loincloth, but those lips of his were so extremely tender that she wished for them to stay on hers while he pleasured her with his hand.

~Squelch~

A squelching sound could be heard as Siroos’s finger pushed in and out while his tongue slid past her plump lips, licked her tongue, and traced the softness of her mouth, then the hardness too. Nothing escaped Siroos, he wanted it all, every nook of his mate’s mouth his tongue had set out to plunder.

His thumb was circling the tiny bundle of nerves, doubling her pleasure while his other hand continued to knead her soft balls of cotton, to keep that white jelly flowing between her legs.

All her throaty moans were drowned in his mouth as he continued to devour it like a man possessed. Possessed to pleasure his mate and connect with her in the ways that were possible for them.

He was hungry; no, he was brutally starving for her. The more he kissed and touched her the more every spirit inside of him became restless.

’I wish to take my mate for a ride tonight after the celebration is over. I want hugs too,’ the dragon demanded in Siroos’s head.

’I want to lick her face,’ the lion put forward his request.

’I want to coil around her and feel all the softness,’ the snake added.

And they went on and on until Siroos’s weaner was strained to a painful amount. He couldn’t take it any longer.

His finger increased its thumping inside her and Cassandra shattered like a Casanova. Turning into millions of pieces and becoming undone in his arms. Her body was nothing but jelly as she slumped against him.

Siroos finally broke the kiss. A little more and he wouldn’t be able to control himself or his spirit animals too.

Cassandra was shuddering, taking deep gulps with her cheeks tinted vermilion and half-hooded eyes. Her milkiness had glazed her inner thighs as they had flowed in such abundance. Her knees gave away as she became wasted from the pleasures his hands and mouth provided. But Siroos held her in place.

His whole finger and half of his hand had been coated in her essence, the fragrance of which hung like the sweetest perfume in her chamber, and Siroos greedily took it in gulps.

"Has my mate been fed enough or should I continue?" Siroos deliberately asked, leaning forward from under her arm and popping her pebbled nipples into his mouth; at the same time, he gently pinched her pearl nestled between her lower folds.

Such blinding pleasure coursed through Cassandra that she screamed, closing her eyes and legs. But his hand and knee held them open.

"Arghhh! Please!"

His teeth teased her soft nipple as he chewed on it while Cassandra’s hand weaved into his soft hair and she tugged him further into herself. Her toes curled and legs ached.

The more of her juices flowed out, rendering her completely limp in his strong arms. How many orgasms he had given her, she couldn’t even count.

With a satisfied smirk, Siroos removed his hand from her undergarment and let go of her nipple. Straightening up he finally turned her around so she could watch his wicked smile that lighted up his ravenous eyes.

"Please, what? My beautiful sand dune. Your name has sand in it, you were destined to come and live in the Sands of my land. Our land now."

Siroos pulled her into himself from her waist.

Cassandra could only watch him with her lips slightly parted and eyes shimmering with so many emotions he had just invoked.

Siroo wickedly brought his hand forward, covered in her juices to lick it clean.

Opening his mouth he slowly plopped his middle finger inside and gave it a clean lock.

Cassandra was a mixture of a little shyness and a whole lot of embarrassment.

Did he have to do this?

Of course! It was Siroos.

This man had always seemed too familiar to her as if they had shared these moments countless times before. And that theory she had where she believed they were reborn was cementing itself in her heart further and further.

And those animals living inside of him, she yet had to properly meet them.

His enticing pair of eyes with swirling colours had her stunned as she finally made up her mind and spoke in a ragged voice.

"Let me meet all your spirit animals. Will you?"

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