He let out a strangled yell that turned into a laugh as he wrapped his arms and legs more firmly around me, and I pressed his back against the wall, sliding my fingers under his shirt as I deepened the kiss.
Inside my head, I heard him think,“Fuck, I’m not used to being the one picked up.”
“Is this okay?”
“So, so, so fucking okay.”
He groaned and bucked against me, and I moaned loudly, my hands moving to his ass, kneading the strong muscles there. Fuck, he was so sexy. I wanted to get my hands all over him—I wanted to get my lips, tongue, and teeth over every inch of him.
Dain broke the kiss, looked me in the eyes, and murmured, “I like the sound of that.” Oh. He’d heard my thoughts. He pecked my lips. “Take me to bed, baby, and fuck me into the mattress.”
He definitely didn’t have to tell me twice.
I groaned and held him more firmly in my arms as I pulled away from the wall, carrying him toward my bedroom.
He laughed. “I can walk.”
“Mhm. But I like holding you.”
He shrugged and leaned in, nibbling on the side of my neck. “I suppose that means I can do this.” He licked a stripe up my neck. “And this.” He tugged on my earlobe with his teeth, sending shivers down my spine. “Mm. You like that, do you?”
Clearly, he didn’t need me to answer him because he could surely feel my shivers and sense how much I liked it through our silvery thread.
I pushed my bedroom door open with my toe, walked inside, then pushed it shut. Not that anyone else was here or anything, but my family did have keys to my place, so I wanted to be safe… just in case.
Dain stopped his nibbling and looked at me in concern. “You really think your family’s going to come here?”
I cringed. “Um, honestly? Yes. Once they realize I ran out of there, they’ll likely come here to check on me.”
He searched my face for a long moment before he smirked. “You better get on with it then. We only have so much time.”
I laughed and walked over to the bed, dropping him there and making him laugh again as he bounced. He whipped his shirt over his head, and he nodded at me. “Better take yours off too.”
I pulled my borrowed t-shirt off and was honestly relieved because it had been way too tight. Then I leaned over Dain, pushing him back as I caught his mouth with mine, our tongues brushing against each other, making my cock jump in excitement.
Dain wrapped his arms around my shoulders, pulling me down as he bucked up. Sliding my hand down his bare, hairy chest, my cock twitched in excitement as I unhooked the button on his jeans.
I kissed my way down his throat, across his collarbone, then buried my face in his furry chest, inhaling deeply, memorizing the smell of his skin, the scent of his arousal.
I licked my way down his abs—being a werewolf, his body was so muscular, and I was definitely going to be taking advantage of that as often as he’d let me. When I reached his hips, I nipped at one and dragged his jeans and boxer briefs down.
As soon as the clothes were dropped to the floor, I nipped my way over to his cock, then bypassed it to suck one of his balls into my mouth. He let out a surprised and pleasurable yell, grabbing my hair with his hands and holding it out of the way.
“Fuck, Lanche… mmmmpphpmm.”
I sucked his other ball into my mouth, then licked my way up his cock, sucking the tip, swirling my tongue, and making him shout out my name again. Hearing his little pleasure noises, hearing the way my name sounded on his tongue when he was in carnal bliss, made my own body ache for more.
So I reached over and pulled the lube out of the nightstand drawer, squirted a good amount on my hand, sucked him back into my mouth, and circled my finger around his hole.
“Yes. Please, baby. Please. I need you to fuck me.”
I loved hearing him call me that, and I felt my magic react. It flared out of my body, reaching for his, and this time, his magic reached back without hesitation.
I groaned at that and pressed my finger inside his heat, making him moan and dig his fingers further into my hair. It stung, but I liked it, so I sucked harder, and after a few seconds, I added a second finger inside him, scissoring them to open him up.
“Please, Lanche. I’m ready.”
I pulled off. “I’m not going to hurt you.”
