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M O R G A N

Oh boy. This was not what I had planned. Erik lay curled around me, with his hand splayed across my waist. His hot breath fanned the back of my neck as he whispered, "Show me what you want."

If this had been any other man, I would have told him to shut up and go to sleep. But this wasn't any man; this was my mate, and the invisible string that tied my heart to his, urged me to give in.

What was the point in fighting it? It was going to happen anyway.

I rolled onto my back and gazed up at him from my pillows. Erik was lying on his side, propped up on one elbow with a wicked look. He lifted his hand and slowly trailed a finger down my neck.

"So, will you teach me?" he asked.

Maybe it was me. Maybe it was the mating bond. But either way, I couldn't resist him.

"Give me your hand," I whispered breathlessly.

A triumphant smile broke across his face as he gave me his hand. I took it and held it over the junction of my thighs. With great curiosity, Erik stared at my hand in his.

"Lesson one," I said, gesturing to my private area, "This area is called the no-no square. Never touch anyone in their no-no square without permission. Understood?"

"Understood," Erik said.

"Good, because you need to ask permission before getting handsy. Any unauthorised touching inside the no-no square will result in a swift, sharp kick to the balls. Understood?"

"Understood."

"Good," I replied, lowering Erik's hand onto my lap. "Lesson two, the pleasure pearl Byron mentioned, is around here. Its proper name is a clit, and it is less of a pearl and more of a small button of flesh connected to many pleasure nerves. This is the clit that, when rubbed the right way, can bring a lady a whole lot of fun."

Erik drew his eyebrows and said, "I do not want to pleasure any lady. I only want to please you. So tell me what I must do correctly to ensure I rub the clit the right way?"

I stifled a giggle into the back of my arm, and Erik frowned.

"What's so funny?" he asked.

"This," I said, gesturing to everything. "I never imagined that you would be asking me how to rub my clit in the right way."

Irritation and confusion flickered across Erik's face.

"You must have instructed your previous lovers how to please you," he said matter-of-factly.

"Oh no, no one has ever asked what I liked. Most of the guys I've been with have never been interested in what I want," I explained.

Erik looked genuinely stunned.

"How can a man pleasure a woman if they ask her what she wants?"

I shrugged my shoulders and sighed, "I'm not sure. It's weird because the guys I hooked up with never had a problem telling me they wanted. It was always about me giving them pleasure. No one cared about what I felt. There were sometimes when I had to fake it."

"What do you me 'fake it'?"

"I had to pretend to come?"

"Come?"

"Please tell me you know what an orgasm is?" I sighed.

"Isn't it the feeling of frenzy one experiences during the making?"

"Kind of. It's like the best bit of sex. Everything gets more intense than pleasure builds until it's like an explosion of sensation."

"It sounds like you have been messing around with fools. But it does not matter now. I am your mate, and I will take time to learn what pleases your clit so you never have to fake it," Erik said with great confidence.

I tried not to laugh. Erik's determination was a blend of strange, practical, and yet adorably cute. I never imagined this prickly dragon king could be so sensitive, especially when it came to pleasing his map.

I patted his hand lightly and said, "I think that's enough for one night."

Erik lowered his eyes in disappointment. "Please, I would like to continue learning."

"What did you have in mind?" I asked.

"Byron used to say that the best way to make a woman climax was to kiss her pearl or clit," Erik said.

I stared blankly at Erik. It took a few seconds to decode what he was asking me. Then, finally, I blinked rapidly and said, "Are you asking to go down on me?"

Erik nodded. "It is a great honour amongst dragons to taste their mate's honey."

My mouth ran dry. Oh boy, when I thought Erik couldn't surprise me further, he dropped a bomb. I lay next to him, not sure what to say. My heart fluttered wildly.

Nobody had ever kissed me there. The guys I had been with were grossed out by the idea of going down on a girl. To them, girl parts were strange and icky.

Erik waits patiently for my answer, and I don't know what to say. The optimistic inside thinks I should let him have a go, but the pessimist inside me worries he'll give it a try and end up grossed out.

"I don't know if that's a good idea," I replied.

"It's an excellent idea and a great learning opportunity," Erik countered and then hesitated, "But, if you are uncomfortable, then we can stop."

I bit back a groan at the thought of Erik's face buried between my legs. Perhaps, I should let him have a try. Maybe he'll be different from the other guys.

"I guess a couple of licks won't hurt. If you don't like it, then you can stop. Most men tend to avoid going down on a lady," I explained.

Erik wrinkled his brow in disapproval and said, "I am not most men. I am your mate. I will love tasting your honey."

He knelt between my legs and hooked his finger under the waistband of my panties. I licked my lips as his eyes met mine.

"May I?" he asked politely.

I nodded my head, and he leaned forward to press a kiss on the inside of my thigh. My breath hitched in my throat as he pulled my panties down my legs, leaving me open and vulnerable.

I shivered and crossed my arms over my chest.

Erik immediately stopped and asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm good," I replied.

Erik then turned his attention from my face down to my pussy. I squeezed my eyes shut. I half expected him to tell me this was a bad idea and that he no longer wanted to do it.

After a few seconds of silence, I opened my eyes to check how Erik was doing. To my surprise, he hadn't moved. Instead, he appeared to be thoughtfully contemplating my pussy as if it was a work of art hanging in a gallery.

I lifted my head and asked nervously, "Are you okay there?"

"It's magnificent," he murmured, pressing another kiss against my thigh.

I shivered again.

His rough, calloused hands skimmed down my legs and around the back of my thighs to cup my buttocks. He then used his strength to tilt my hips upwards, opening me up even further.

I reached behind me, grabbing the railing of the bed frame as he lowered his mouth to my pussy. I tensed in anticipation, wondering what would happen now. Would he chicken out? Would he cry uncle and back out?

All my fears disappeared when I felt his tongue slide through my folds and teasingly circle around my clit.

"Holy fuck," I gasped.

Erik stopped and lifted his head in concern. "Are you well?"

"Great," I said, giving him the thumbs up. "You're doing a great job."

A smile of satisfaction crept across Erik's face, and he lowered himself down to continue licking my clit. He took his sweet time to suck, nibble and tease my clit. The pleasure was intense, like nothing I'd ever experienced before. Despite being a virgin and having zero experience, Erik was way better than those other idiots I had wasted time with.

"You are so wet with honey," he growled, lifting his head for air.

I winced, wondering if he thought it was a bad thing. But he licked his lips and went back for more.

I threw my head against the pillow as each movement of his mouth against my increasingly sensitive clit sent waves of pleasure cascading through my body.

"Oh shit," I whispered, "I think I'm going to come."

Erik raised his head again, but I reached down, grabbed a fistful of his hair, and gasped, "Don't stop. I'll die if you stop."

Erik got the hint and went back to work, grabbing onto my jerking hips and holding my pussy in place as he thrust his tongue inside me.

"Oh, fuck. Erik," I panted, inching closer to orgasm.

I wrapped my legs around his back, tilting my hips up to meet each thrust of his tongue. My headboard banged noisily against the wall. I didn't care. All thought and logic had left my body.

He kept mouth fucking me until I saw stars start to dance in my vision. Then, finally, I orgasmed harder than I had ever orgasmed in my life. My whole body shook violently as the climax cut through me.

Erik's grip tightened on me as his tongue lapped every drop of my honey.

It took several minutes for me to come back down to earth. I flopped against my pillows, wondering what on earth had just happened to me.

Erik rested his against my thigh, looking very pleased with himself.

"Did I do a good job," he enquired lazily.

I nodded my head and replied breathlessly, "Great job. Ten out ten."