His hand was already stroking down my body and over my hip, sliding between my legs where I was newly wet. “Hmm, I wonder if I should get a taste before everyone wakes up?” The question wasn’t really directed at me. It was soft enough to just be an errant thought, but my thighs pressed together over his hand in response.

“That feels like a yes.”

“I—”

He smacked my ass lightly. Just enough to sting, and I gasped. With shocking clarity, I remembered we’d talked about spanking before my heat fully started. None of them had done that yet, and it did nothing to cool the temperature rising within me.

“Were you about to tell me I didn’t have to eat you out?” I hesitated, and his hand landed on my ass again, harder this time. “Don’t even think about lying, Esme.”

“Yes, I was.”

Another slap which had me arching into his hand and not away from it. Oh, god. This was a side of Avery which had been hovering at the edges but I hadn’t seen yet. He was the one who made sure I was taken care of. Eating. Drinking water. But there was a delight in this, too.

“First,” he said, rolling me fully onto my stomach and smacking the other side of my ass, “don’t ever lie to me. We don’t have secrets in this pack, or lies. Second, if you don’t want me to go down on you because you don’t feel like it, or anything else, that’s fine.”

Smack!

I yelped at that one, but his hand brushed over the heated skin and it transformed into rosy pleasure. “But if you say no because you think you’re not worth it, or I’m only doing it out of obligation? That’s not acceptable. I can choose what I want, and what I want is to taste this pretty pussy. And if I decide I want to eat your pussy for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, you will accept it’s what I want. Understood?”

I nodded, and his hand came down four more times, twice on both cheeks, and I was wriggling, trying to get away, but he wouldn’t let me, and I wasn’t really trying.

“Up on your hands and knees, baby girl.”

Now I obeyed, but he still spanked me again. “Dripping just for me. That spanking didn’t make you more wet, did it?” I felt his smile against my skin before his tongue plunged deep inside me, and I cried out, unable to form an answer to the question.

Avery wasn’t kidding. He consumed me, tasting every part of me from my clit to spearing his tongue so far inside me I thought it might disappear. There were more spanks too, until I could feel how red my ass was, warmth radiating from my skin.