‘It happens.’ I ground my cock against his, separated by the thin fabric of our pyjama bottoms, to bring him back to task. ‘What would you like to do, Lucas?’
Previous partners had complained that I leaned towards being too demanding in the bedroom. I was determined not to push Lucas beyond what he was comfortable with. I might havechucked him out of the shower earlier so that I could give myself a deep clean, but I wasn’t making any assumptions. Just because I’d wanted Lucas’s inside me as soon as his lips had first touched mine, that didn’t mean he was ready for that.
He growled again, low and rumbling. ‘I don’t know. I love what we’ve done so far, but I want more. I want to be as close to you as I can be.’
My heart attempted to cling onto his words, but I dashed its clasping hands away. This was about sex. Nothing more.
I cupped his face. My thumbs traced over his cheeks. ‘You must tell me if this isn’t what you mean, but would you like to have anal sex with me?’
Lucas’s eyes widened, reflecting the light of the crescent shaped moon shining through the window. ‘How would we do it? I mean. Like. Who would be the one on the top and who would be on the bottom?’
That wasn’t a flat no, but there was some hesitancy. ‘We never have to do it in any configuration if you’re not sure about it.’
Lucas shook his head as much as he was able to while resting on a pillow and with my hands bracketing his cheeks. ‘I’m sure. But. I mean.’
‘Is there a certain way you’d like to do it?’ I cut across his babbling.
‘Um, yeah.’ His eyebrows pinched together. ‘I don’t think I’d like being the one on the bottom very much.’ Against my palms, his skin heated. ‘I’ve thought about doing some things, like, in a non-specific way. I’ve never been into that.’
‘You don’t want me to put my cock inside you?’ I checked, since Lucas was new to this and the mechanics of anal were a little more complicated than literally who was on top and who was below.
Lucas’s face grew even warmer. ‘Um. Not really, I guess. But thank you?’
I guessed that was as close to a no as he could cope with. I rubbed the heated skin of his cheeks.
‘I don’t want to do that either,’ I told him. ‘I’d really like it if you would put your cock inside me.’ I blinked at the rush of heat that raced up from between us. ‘What I would like this time is for you to lay on the bed and for me to be on top of you though.’
‘Yes. Yeah. Yep.’ Lucas reached for the hem of my T-shirt and pulled it up over my stomach. ‘Let’s do that, please.’
Even if Lucas wasn’t the best at saying no, at least when he wanted something his enthusiasm was undeniable. Quickly, he relieved me of my clothes. He ripped off his own. I didn’t think he literally tore anything, but I’d have to warn him to be careful of his new strength if he didn’t want to accidentally ruin treasured items of clothing in a moment of passion.
Before I got too distracted by his lips or hands, I reached across to the top drawer of my bedside table. I picked out lube and a condom.
I held up the foil square. ‘We don’t have to use this, but would it make you more comfortable to? Just because we can’t catch anything from each other, that doesn’t mean you have to want nothing between us.’
Lucas grabbed the condom. ‘Do you want to use this?’
‘No, but that doesn’t mean–’ I stopped talking when he threw the condom to the other side of the room.
‘Nothing between us.’ He pressed his face into the side of my neck and bit down hard enough that it would have left a mark if I was as easily bruisable as I had been when human. ‘Nothing. Between. Us,’ he growled around stinging nips.
I pumped lube into my hand and reached back. It hadn’t been too long since I’d last fingered myself, since I’d imagined Lucas pressing into me and had been bitterly disappointedwhen the fog of lust passed, but my werewolf healing abilities extended to every part of my anatomy. No matter how many times I stretched myself, it was always like the first time.
Which wasn’t a complaint.
I arched as I pressed one finger inside. The sensation coupled with Lucas mouthing at my shoulder while his hands dragged across every exposed inch of skin he could reach was too much to be contained.
Lucas’s lips parted from my skin and I wanted to whine. I groaned instead when he turned me onto my front so that he could peer at where I edged one finger in and out.
‘That feels good?’ His voice was breathy with something like awe.
‘Amazing.’ I pressed a second finger in alongside the first and couldn’t contain a whole body shudder at the shockwaves of pleasure.
Lucas lifted blankets away to get an unobstructed view. ‘Can I help?’
‘God, yes.’ I paused to scrabble between us for the lube. I passed it to him. ‘Put some of this on your fingers.’
Like a classic anal newbie, Lucas pumped lube liberally across his whole hand. I didn’t mind. More was infinitely preferable to less.
