He kissed her. “Not gonna happen.”
“You don’t even know what I had in mind.”
“Tell me.”
“I wanted to suck something, a lot of things. Your neck for one, then your shoulders though I’d probably do some biting. I want your thick pecs in my mouth. Then the head of your cock. Any of that appeal to you, wolf?”
He leaned closed and latched onto her neck. He bit down, and her sex clenched all over again.Yes. All of it. Where do you want me?
When he released her neck, she said, “Here on the bed and on your back. Legs spread.”
He levitated them both and flipped midair. Very physical and arousing.
When he was on his back, she moved to the side. He was a feast in every respect. She slid her hand up his erect stalk. He was a big man and the thought of having all that inside her made her shiver head to toe. She couldn’t wait.
But she needed this first, to enjoy other parts of him. She didn’t know when she’d have the opportunity again.
Still caressing his arousal, she moved on her knees to reach his throat.Lift your chin.
When he’d given her enough access, she drew close. Maybe it was her alpha-mate potential, but she was feeling wolf-like. She opened her mouth as wide as she could then be bit his throat. Hard.
His cock jerked in her hand and a powerful groan left his mouth. She stroked him as she ground her teeth into his skin. His legs shifted about and his hips rocked. She could tell he was loving this. His response, especially the Madagascar vanilla flooding the air, was causing streaks of pleasure to fly up and down her sex.
She sucked on his throat and left his arousal to drive her fingers through his hair. She twisted until she had control of his head and pulled him sideways. She bit him again, though along the side of his neck this time.
His body flipped in her direction. But with the strength she’d gained from hauling the near-dead out of the Graveyard, she pushed him back.Patience, I’m not done.
She released his throat, drew back and met his gaze. His green eyes sparkled like emeralds. His pupils were dark and dilated, but golden rings rimmed the irises.
Her gaze fell to his lips. She kissed him and when she parted her lips, he drove his tongue inside. Her turn to moan.
He did the same thing he’d done to her sex and began a strong pummeling of her mouth. She caressed his face and let him thrust swiftly until she was crying out.
She needed to cool down a little. A show might help.
Staying to the side of him, she rose up on her knees and stripped out of her t-shirt and bra. She then touched her breasts, tugging at her nipples. She watched his eyes flare, but he didn’t move. She felt the tension in him, though, like it took everything he had to keep from attacking her.
She settled her gaze on his shoulders as she massaged her breasts. When her mouth watered, she moved in his direction once more, angling across his massive chest and settling her mouth on his left shoulder. She took her time and let her tongue trace the contours, then she bit him.
She felt him jump again, then relax. An approving grunt left his mouth. She ground her teeth on him and reached for his cock once more. He was wet at the tip.
She crossed to his other shoulder and once more marked him with her teeth. She continued to fondle him.
Her body responded in kind and undulated against him.
She slid lower but used both hands this time to shape his right pec. She took as much in her mouth as she could and bit down first, just enough to feel his hips rock and another solid grunt leave his mouth. She sucked him hard. She felt his hand on the nape of her neck, pressing her, encouraging her.
She went to work, biting and sucking. His hand on her nape guided her, letting her know when he wanted more then less. In between, she stroked his cock.
He was breathing heavily when he gave her a downward push on her shoulder. She knew what he wanted.
She slid down his abdomen, biting as she went.
When she reached his cock, nothing felt better than taking the large head in her mouth. She placed a hand on the bed to the left of his hips and one to the right so she could rise up and down on his stalk, while she sucked. She got him good and wet. She rimmed him with her tongue and plucked at him with her lips.
His hips kept rocking up and down and his hand once more found her nape, gripping her firmly. She could have easily made him come like this.
But she wanted more. She wanted all of him. She wanted him inside when he released.
