Final Advent Teaser!
Today is the last day you’ll get a teaser for Advent since I start posting those shorts on the 27th! 😀 I hope everyone likes what K. Piet and I have in store. We’ve been writing our tails off since the beginning of October to bring this month of free fiction to readers.
This one stars Sasha and Aneira from my short in the Daughters of Artemis anthology, Sacrifices. It’s just a sweet moment between them while their daughter sleeps. 🙂
Her eyes on Aneira, Sasha then licked up the seam of Aneira’s sex, barely biting back a moan as the thick flavor of her mate filled her mouth. If it took her considerable effort not to make a sound, she couldn’t imagine what it took Aneira. Aneira’s body became stiff, her hands flew to her mouth, and the barest of squeak slipped out. Sasha just wanted to laugh. It was the most adorable damn thing, and so she presses her mouth to that wet flesh, suckling Aneira’s clit between her lips and flicking it with the tip of her tongue.
Aneira bucked beneath her, tension rippling through the muscles of her abdomen and legs. She saw Aneira’s hands tighten on her mouth, trying so hard to keep back the small sounds that would normally have echoed in their chamber. A thrill of wickedness shivered through her, and she sucked harder, her teeth nipping at the sensitive nub. Aneira’s hands instantly darted for the sheets, and the loud bark of a moan escaped her made them both freeze, their gazes snapping to the cradle.
For a few seconds, all Sasha could hear was the pounding of her own heart, but when no sign of stirring came from the cradle, she let out a laughing breath and fwapped Aneira’s thigh with a grin. Aneira’s cheeks turned red, but her smile was unmistakable, even beneath the hand that had returned to cover her mouth.
Sasha shook her head, giving Aneira the best stern expression she could. If you cannot be quiet, then we can’t do this. But, gods, Sasha wanted to do this. It downright ached to not have made love with her mate for weeks!
I’ll be quiet. I promise. Aneira reached down with one of her hands and brushed her fingers through Sasha’s hair. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about this all day.
Then hush. Quiet as mice. Sasha bent to her task once more, drawing Aneira’s clit between her lips and suckling, licking, scraping her teeth so very gently, and then slipping two fingers into the wet warmth of Aneira’s body.
Aneira tried her best, and Sasha had to give her usually vocal lover credit. Aneira thrashed, bucked, and whimpered, but never did a cry leave her tightly pressed lips. Sasha almost wanted to see how far she could push Aneira, just how quiet Aneria could remain when Sasha did her worst. With that in mind, Sasha curved her fingers inside Aneria, sought out that spot that could drive her mate wild with passion, all while her lips and tongue tormented her swollen nub.
Aneira’s eyes became the size of saucers, and her hands flailed a little, staying only for a moment at the sheets, Sasha’s hair, or even moving to cover her own mouth. Sasha… Sasha! She could hear Aneira’s voice inside her mind, so desperate to find an outlet for that pleasure, and it made a wave of heat unfurl between her legs as she licked and sucked, touched and teased. She knew when Aneira’s breaking point approached, and she briefly thought to ease back, to deny Aneira the pleasure. The thought was gone in a flash, however, and she pressed her fingers upward again, delighting when Aneira gasped harshly but managed to choke back all but the softest squeaks of sound.