“You’re so beautiful.” His hand cupped my face, his thumb dragging over my cheekbone.
“Ready?” I asked.
“Been ready for years, Muffin.”
“You really need to stop with that nickname,” I said, lowering myself over the tip of him.
The growl that escaped him was savage. He held himself completely and entirely still as I sank down on his length.
I’d used my vibrator often enough, but it had been so long since I was with a werewolf that it may as well have been my first time. The stretch of his thickness inside me was unreal.
I was panting again when the head of his cock finally met the back of my channel, bottoming out inside me.
The feeling was overwhelming.
Surreal, too.
I gripped Ethan’s shoulder with one hand and bicep with the other, breathing through the adjustment.
“Give me a minute,” I mumbled.
One of his thumbs stroked my cheekbone. The other gripped my hip tightly. The slight clench on his jaw was the only sign that he was struggling to keep his cool.
Slowly, my body relaxed around him.
I let a slow breath through my swollen, rounded lips. “Wow. Alright. That feel okay for you?”
“Okay?” Ethan’s voice was so rough, my hips arched the tiniest bit in response. “Maya, you’re otherworldly.”
“Careful. That almost sounds like romance.”
“I would never,” he gritted out.
“Smart man.”
“You compliment me while I’m inside you and expect me to be able to control myself, woman?”
“I’m pretty sure I already told you not to control yourself.”
He barked out a laugh. “You’re fucking unreal.”
I moved my hips a little, and his hips arched in response, driving him deeper.
I moaned.
He growled and moved again, with more intention, slowly pulling out before thrusting back in.
I gasped.
He thrusted again.
I cried out in pleasure.
We moved together again, and again, until I shattered so violently I screamed through the intense bliss of my climax. He snarled, coming with me over the edge until his release was dripping down the insides of my thighs.
“Holy hell,” I groaned, resting my face on his shoulder while our chests heaved together.
“I think you need to add a few more curses, Muffin.” His voice was muffled by my hair, his face pressed against it. “That was incredible.”
