When he moved away from her, she whimpered at his sudden absence. He kissed down her torso, and then she waited breathless eagerness for his next move with his pleasurable tongue. He licked along the seam of her panties and then he pushed them farther down. Her pulse quickened in her veins as her rapid heartbeat echoed in her ears.
“And another taste,” Rafe added. He kissed over the drenched fabric covering her sex before he slid her panties off and tossed them to the floor.
The cooler air of the room contrasted with the heat thrumming beneath her skin.
He inhaled. His eyelids lowered as his nostrils flared. “You smell so good, Mila. I can’t wait to taste you—and then fuck you all night.”
“Yesss,” she hissed with a desperate rasp. She couldn’t wait another agonizing second.
Rafe caressed downward, teasing her with soft butterfly kisses. He moved his head between her legs and licked her inner thighs in a slow, swirling pattern that edged higher, higher. She hovered, trembling and waiting for what he’d do next.
And then, he finally rewarded her with a long, slow swipe of her tongue. She crumbled against his sheets with a drawn-out sigh.
Rafe
Fuck, Mila tasted incredible. In all the times Rafe had wondered what it would be like to be with his mate, he never expected it to be quite so powerful. He was drugged by desire and so overwhelmed by instinct. All he wanted to do was claim her as his.
The taste of her honey on his tongue was heaven, an addictive ambrosia. Her pleasurable sighs and moans was something he’d never forget.
He blew air over her slick folds, and she shuddered with a throaty moan. Yes, he wanted more of that, more of feeling her body respond to his every touch. He licked her again and moaned at the exquisite taste. His cock throbbed and his hips rocked forward on their own accord, simulating the thrusts he longed for while buried deep inside her.
Not yet. Not until she broke on his tongue and shattered beneath him.
She ran her fingers through his hair. “Oh, Rafe.”
He alternated between long, slow motions with his tongue or pressing the tip against her sensitive bud. She moaned and writhed beneath him. When he slipped a finger inside her, his cock twitched, eager to slip into her tight channel.
She arched her body, pressing herself against his mouth as she drew ever closer, uttering incoherent sounds in between each rasping breath. He increased the pressure and the pace. This sensual feast drove him ever more desperate to claim her.
“Oh. So close,” she muttered. “I’m right there.”
He intensified the pressure, unrelenting. Mila trembled. Her body rose, and she cried out his name. Sweet honey coated his tongue, and he savored the erotic taste.
She relaxed back onto the bed with a sigh. He could continue this feast all night, but she pulled back.
“So sensitive,” she murmured.
“Mm, you taste even better than I dreamed.” He crawled over her and held his throbbing cock against into her slick folds. “Should I wear a condom?” Although shifters didn’t get human diseases, he could impregnate her.
“No. It’s not that time for me.”
Oh, good. Female shifters were attuned to their cycle and the moon. He’d never been more appreciative of that ability.
She coaxed the tip inside her. “Need you.”
“Fuck yes.” He drove his steel-hard shaft inside her. Shit, she was tight, yet so wet it didn’t stop him from sinking deeper. “You feel so good.”
Inch by inch he buried himself deeper into her, pausing to let her body adjust before he continued.
She wrapped her arms around him and sighed near his ear. “So good.”
Finally, he was buried as deep as he could go. He had to pause. She was velvet softness and tight, slick heat wrapped in one. An erotic dream come to life with a vivid sensation that almost pushed him straight to climax.
His hips moved almost with involuntary instinct, as if driven by the need to thrust inside her. As soon as he did, he tangled his fingers in her hair.
“You’re so fuckin’ beautiful, Mila.” He covered her face and throat with kisses. “And you feel so damn good.
She’d never looked more radiant in that moment, caught in the throes of their joined pleasure.
