Chapter 127: Sandwiched**

Currently, seated on the bed with his lap occupied by his mate, Luke explained to her how things happened and that he never risked his life during the hunt.

A little lie was necessary for those who worry about you more than you do yourself.

Monica had her back lean against him, her finger intervened with his, their palms connected as she heard his soft assurance.

Exhaling a sigh, she glanced over her shoulder before muttering, “But you still took the risk of going in deep forest all alone without telling me or taking any backup.”

Luke told her, “I need to explore places alone since there won’t be anyone always backing me up, mother.”

She lowered her eyes, wanting to say something, to tell him to be a little more cautious since everyone has only one life. But she didn’t want to become naggy and annoying. She knew that to survive in this world, Luke had to prepare for the worst. And he wasn’t doing it just for himself. He was taking all that risk to craft a safe future for her and the future family they would have.

But even so, despite telling herself all that, the brunette couldn’t stop herself from adding, “Just know this, Luke…if something happens to you, I won’t be able to survive as well.”

Luke exhaled a sigh, his arms tightening around her waist as he snuggled his face in the crook of her neck.

So loving…so devoted. Ah, he loved her.

Closing his eyes, he took another deep breath.

And her intoxicating fragrance got him hard.

He really wanted to keep this conversation pure and loving but what could he do…his mate was just too hot to resist.

Monica could feel his length pressing against butt as well, her breathing growing shallow.

She glanced at him once again her face slightly red.

Luke slowly slid his hand insert her dress and cupped her breasts.

Giving it a squeeze he asked, “Can you relieve me a little with these?”

Monica hummed, equally aroused but her temptation to please her mate was far greater.

They hadn’t done it last night as well since Luke went to chat with Laila and when he returned, she was already asleep. So there was some guilt too.

She slowly removed herself from his lap.

Luke remained seated on the bed, his weight supported on his hands as he watched his dearest going on her knees.

Since the bed wasn’t high, Monica was able to reach his groin on her knees easily.

Monica slowly hooked her fingers into the waistband of Luke’s pants, her eyes locked on his with a mix of desire and devotion.

He lifted his hips cooperatively, allowing her to tug the fabric down his thighs and free his hardening shaft.

It sprang up eagerly, thick and veined, pulsing under her gaze.

Her breathing turned ragged as she stared at it, the sight sending a fresh wave of heat through her core.

She rose up on her knees just enough to peel her dress upward over her head, revealing the soft curves of her body.

The tape binding her generous breasts came next. With a quick peel, her big globes bounced free, heavy and full, nipples already stiff from arousal.

Luke’s eyes darkened with hunger at the sight.

“Here,” he murmured, reaching for a small vial of oil kept near the bed.

He poured a generous amount into her palms, the slick liquid glistening.

Monica rubbed her hands together before wrapping them around his cock, coating every inch with smooth, warm strokes.

She then cupped her own tits, lathering the oil over the soft, heavy flesh until they shone invitingly.

Leaning forward, she pressed her slick breasts together around his shaft, trapping it in their warm valley. She has done it once before so she remembered how to do it.

Luke groaned low as she began to move, sliding her oiled globes up and down his length in a steady rhythm.

The friction was delicious, her nipples brushing against his skin with each glide.

She looked up at him through lowered lashes, her cheeks flushed, watching every reaction on his face.

Luke threaded his fingers through her hair, guiding her gently as she worked him. “Just like that… fuck, Monica.” His hips bucked subtly, meeting her motions.

She quickened her pace, squeezing her tits tighter around him, the oil making everything glide so perfectly that wet sounds filled the room.

After a few intense minutes, she shifted, lowering her head to swirl her tongue around his swollen tip while still pumping him between her breasts.

The dual sensation made his thighs tense. He threw his head back. She was so fucking good at this.

Monica alternated between tit-fucking him and taking him into her mouth, sucking greedily while her hands massaged his balls.

Luke’s breaths grew harsher, his grip tightening in her hair. “Guh…you are hitting just the…ah,” he rasped, voice thick with lust.

She hummed around him, the vibration sending sparks up his spine. Sensing he was close, she focused on her breasts again, sliding them faster, her own arousal dripping down her thighs.

Luke’s muscles coiled, and with a deep grunt, he came hard, thick ropes spilling over her oiled chest and neck.

Monica milked every drop, then smiled up at him, messy and satisfied.

She wiped a finger through the mess and licked it clean, her eyes sparkling.

Luke pulled her up onto the bed beside him, kissing her fiercely as his hands roamed her body, already planning to return the favor.

He pulled back with a wicked grin, eyes dark with renewed hunger. “My turn to make you feel good, love.”

Monica shivered in anticipation as he gently pushed her back onto the bed.

She still wore her skirt, the fabric now hiked up around her hips. Luke positioned himself between her spread thighs, lowering his head under the hem of the skirt.

The warm, intimate scent of her arousal hit him instantly, making his cock twitch again despite just finishing.

“You don’t have to…I am sweaty…” She muttered though made no move to pull away

The way he desired her body had her already locked in place, unable to move an inch.

He kissed the soft skin of her inner thighs first, teasing her.

Then his mouth found her slick folds clad in her underwear. Using his fingers, he slid it aside to reveal had sweet dripping sex.

“Nngh…slow…” She moaned, arms squeezing her mammaries from both sides as she rested her hands on his head.

He licked slowly along her labia, savoring her sweet wetness, dragging his tongue from entrance to the top in long, firm strokes.

Monica gasped, her one hand fisting the sheets as she felt his hot breath and tongue exploring her.

Luke spread her open with his thumbs and dove deeper, licking every inch of her dripping pussy.

He circled her swollen clit before sucking it gently into his mouth, flicking his tongue rapidly over the sensitive bud.

Her hips bucked against his face, a soft moan escaping her lips.

He slid two thick fingers inside her tight heat, curling them upward to stroke that perfect spot while his mouth continued its assault on her clit.

Sucking harder, he pumped his fingers in and out in a steady rhythm, her juices coating his hand and chin.

Monica’s breathing turned into desperate pants. “Luke… oh gods…” Her thighs trembled around his head as pleasure built fast and intense.

He didn’t let up, adding a third finger and sucking her clit with more pressure, his tongue working furiously.

Her back arched off the bed, skirt completely bunched around her waist. The wet sounds of his fingers thrusting and his mouth devouring her filled the room.

Tension coiled tighter in her core until it snapped.

With a sharp cry, Monica came hard, her walls clenching rhythmically around his fingers.

Fresh wetness flooded his tongue as he kept licking and sucking her through the orgasm, drawing it out until her body shook and her moans turned into whimpers of overstimulation.

Only then did Luke pull back, emerging from under her skirt with a satisfied, glistening smile.

He wiped his chin with the back of his hand and crawled up her body, capturing her lips in a slow, deep kiss so she could taste herself on him.

“You’re delicious but I need more,” he murmured against her mouth, already hard and ready for more.

His dick rubbed against her pelvis, wanting to fuck the woman right here. Despite the earlier exhaustion, this specific person somehow manages to awaken the beast in him without doing anything.

However, before Monica could have parted her legs and Luke could have slid his length into her…

*Knock*

“Luke…someone came looking for you.”

Much to their displeasure someone interrupted them just when things were getting heated up.

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A/N:- I hope you liked the Chapter.

I will do a Golden Ticket goal from next month, and based on that mass release of five Chapters.

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