I relished his taste, salty and sweet and pure male shifter. Somewhere deep in the pit of my heart, I knew I was destroying myself for any encounter that would come after him. The power was too intoxicating. He’d been with countless females. He’d made his way around the pack a hundred times over. But me? I brought him to this inevitable surrender. I had him shaking and white-knuckled around the rungs of the chair. I didn’t want it to end.
“Wyn,” he groaned. “Stop. Please stop. I’m going—” Despite his words, he rucked his hips up, sliding his cock deeper into my mouth. I sucked him harder, pulling on him, refusing to give up now that I had him exactly where I wanted him. “Fucckk.”
His cock jerked as I finished him off, his cum shooting over my tongue and down my throat in a glorious display of prowess that had me smiling around him. He moaned and whimpered, and his entire body tensed with the climax, veins protruding on his neck and arms like roadways on a map of his pleasure. I swallowed his spend like it gave me life, like I’d been waiting for thirty years to be in this exact moment with him.
When he relaxed, I released him with a soft pop and sat back on my heels, entirely too pleased with myself.
“Such a good boy,” I teased, swiping my tongue over my lips to gather any remaining drops.
“Let me go,” he demanded in that harsh tone he’d used in my office earlier. “Now.”
I raised an eyebrow at the indignation. “And if I refuse?”
“Don’t test me, little wolf.” His eyes shimmered, all evidence of his human side now gone, replaced by his baser animal instincts. “Release me.”
Sensing I was dancing with something far more dangerous than the man I’d known for decades, I sat back on my haunches and nodded. “Fine. You’re released. You did?—”
His quick reach forward stopped me. He wrapped his fist in my hair and yanked my head back, leaning over me in a territorial, imposing posture. “Your mouth is a sin. Do you know that?”
He licked a trail from my chin to the corner of my lips, and when his tongue came away with a milky residue, I realized I’d missed a spot…and he’d just cleaned his own cum from my face. Heat pulsed between my legs, and I squeezed my thighs together in a pathetic attempt to soothe it. Gods, how I wanted him. How I ached for him. It shouldn’t be right, but in that moment, nothing had ever felt more certain.
“Now, I think you said something about being licked until you can’t remember your own name and being fucked like I’m in a rut.” He tightened his grip on my hair, and the dazzling pleasure-pain echoed down my spine until it settled in my gut with a sharp clench.
I could have submitted to him like I’d done earlier. My wolf wanted me to. But the courage of turning him into a weeping pile of mush still raced through my veins, making me bold and bratty.
“Have you ever been in a rut, Fen?” I grinned and raised an eyebrow.
He chuckled, but the sound held no mirth—only the promise of perversion and wicked acts.
“You’re about to find out.” He growled before scooping me into his arms like I weighed nothing and carrying me through the house to my bedroom at the back, where he unceremoniously dropped me onto the mattress. Laughing, I scrambled to my knees and grabbed the bottom of my sweater to lift it over my head. He shoved his pants to his ankles and stepped out of them while I removed my leggings, and when I went for my panties, he grabbed my wrists to stop me.
“No,” he said. “Wait.”
Wait?
I froze while he reached behind his head to yank his shirt up and over, and I smothered the girlish tingle in my bones at the sight of his biceps flexing. He was such a beautiful thing, so well made and agonizingly built. No wonder my fellow pack-mates threw themselves at his feet. When that tell-tale envy roared through my blood, I tried to put a stop to that, too. He was here…in my room…with me. No one else was allowed, certainly no one from his past.
He stood naked before me, and I raked my gaze down the length of him. His chiseled pecs cascaded to his defined abs and the Adonis belt at his hips, which led me to the gorgeous cock I’d spent twenty minutes devouring.
“Lie down,” he ordered, and with a smirk, I obliged, resting my head against my pillows while he crawled over me, dragging his nose along my calf to my thigh to pause at my hip. He stared up at me while he opened his mouth to reveal his elongated fangs, bright and shining in the glow of the moonlight. My heart thumped as he bit into the waistband of my underwear and dragged the lace down my legs, off my feet, tossing them somewhere on the floor. When I was completely bared to him, he sat back and rested his giant hands on his thighs.
I had nothing to be self-conscious of. I knew how I looked, and he clearly wanted me, but as the seconds ticked by and he only ran his gaze over my cooling skin, I couldn’t help the quiver that shuddered through my muscles.
“What?” I started to push up on my elbows, but he shook his head and raised an eyebrow.
“Do you have any idea how long I’ve dreamed of seeing you like this?” He ran his hand over his mouth and pushed it back through his hair.
I rolled my eyes and laughed. “Don’t tease me, Fen.”
“I’m not teasing.” He put his hands on the mattress by my ribs and covered my body with his, pressing his lips to mine with a tender kiss. “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, and I can’t believe I’m here with you.”
He met my eyes, and the look behind them forced all the air out of my lungs. They twinkled with adoration, with softness and affection, and something bordering too close to love. Just when my chest tightened, just when I’d been about to shut this whole thing down, he grinned and tucked his nose into my neck, biting and licking over the sensitive spot where my future mate would put his mark. Goosebumps erupted down my torso as I tilted my neck to give him more room and dragged my nails up his ribs to latch onto his hair.
“Now, stay still, little wolf,” he said, drawing down my body, peppering my sensitive skin with delicate licks and open-mouthed kisses. “I’ve got work to do.”
He settled his massive shoulders between my legs and hooked my calves over his shoulders, nuzzling into my cunt like it was home, and he’d been gone far too long.
“Gods, your scent,” he murmured. “Fucking mouthwatering. Heaven.”
