Because I did love when he took charge.
I did as he said, and once I was settled, he placed my legs on his shoulders before leaning in and kissing right above my pussy.
“Ben,” I breathed, resisting the urge not to buck against his mouth.
“That’s my girl,” was all he said before flattening his tongue and licking up my slit.
I gasped, and that was just the start of it. My man was a hungry wolf, and every time felt like a new experience.
I closed my eyes and focused on keeping myself still and just feeling. My body responded almost immediately, the pleasure starting as welcome little waves but quickly increased to surging crests.
When Ben closed his mouth over my clit and sucked, I was a goner. I camehard,flopping flat on my back and gripping Ben’s hair as I screamed my release.
It never got old. Every single bit of me was electrified and dialed up to eleven. My vision blinked out, what little muscles I had were taut as a strung bow, and I could barely breathe. If I described it to anyone else, I was sure they would be afraid I was being tortured, but it was the exact opposite. I was being shot up to cloud nine and beyond. Straight-up stratospheric.
When I finally came down, I was completely boneless. He gently moved my legs off his shoulders and moved over my body to kiss me. I didn’t mind tasting myself on his lips. In fact, I downright liked it.
Wrapping my arms around him, I pulled him deeper into the kiss. It was slow and lazy, with no rush. Ben’s erection pressed against my thigh, and I broke the kiss.
“You wanna do something about that?” I asked, waggling my eyebrows at him. I was being silly, but sometimes silliness and sex went together like peanut butter and jelly.
Ben huffed a laugh, shaking his head. “Already? You sure you don’t want to rest a little? Come down to center?”
“The only thing I want isyouin my center,” I countered, giddy when he groaned at my pun. “You can’t complain when you want it too.”
Yet another kiss before he lined himself up at my entrance. “God, I really do love you,” he said.
I had no idea what possessed me to say what I did, but my mouth moved along happily while my mind was distracted by the head of Ben’s cock teasing me. “I love you too, my mate.”
He froze, and worry lanced through me.
“What did you say?” he asked, sounding somewhere between shocked andreallyaroused.
I opened my mouth to say “nothing”, but I’d promised to always be truthful with him. I knew that he’d only used that word once at the jamboree and had kind of recanted it later, but I didn’t think it ranked as more serious than the old L-bomb.
“Giselle?”
Welp, my word was my word, so I looked him in the eyes and answered.
TWENTY-FIVE
FREEDOM IN TOTAL SURRENDER
Freedom in Total Surrender
I watched the pale column of Giselle’s throat bob as she swallowed, my heart thundering so hard I was sure it would tear out of my chest. I knew I was probably making a huge deal out of nothing, but still, I had to know if she knew the weight of what she said.
I had messed up a little at the jamboree and had used the word “mate” when describing her to the hard-of-hearing elder. I hadn’t really been thinking about it, and perhaps it was a bit of a Freudian slip, but I hadn’t used it since.
But now, hearing it tumble from Giselle’s lips right after we’d confessed our love to each other, fully letting our walls down, it hit me in a way I hadn’t expected.
“I said, I love you too, my mate.”
I drew in a ragged breath and tried to ignore my inner wolf’s howls of adulation.Mate? Mate! MATE!
He adored Giselle as much as I did. After all, we were the same entity, just split along lines of man and animal. He wantednothing more than to care for her, to feed her, to tend her aches and comfort her when she was troubled, to provide a den that made her feel safe, and fill her belly with pups.
I wasn’t really on board with that last one, but the rest of it I could absolutely get behind.
