My body already craving a second orgasm, I bit my lip and nodded. His grin widened, and his arms eased their grip, giving my bruised body a brief reprieve.
He brought my hand to his lips, tongue brushing over my fingertips, tasting me, and I shivered, molten heat pooling deeper with every lick.
“Now,” he murmured, moving my other hand to his neck while still sucking and licking at the first. “Claws out, piercing skin, and I want you to squeeze hard. Choke me while I fuck you. Don’t let go until I’ve made you come again. Understand?”
I nodded, shaping one finger into a sharp claw. He chuckled darkly, dragging it into his mouth, sucking and licking at it as his tongue sliced open and blood oozed from his lips. He moved to kiss my palm and down my arm, leaving a blood red trail as he went. It was primal and dirty, like we were making an offering to the moon goddess.
Moving that hand to meet the other, I enclosed both hands along the column of his throat. Heat radiated from the taut muscles beneath my claws, and his skin was slick with blood. He thrust harder, faster, and I opened my mouth to scream, but his lips crushed mine. The coppery taste of my blood mingled between our tongues, his raw need pushing the kiss harder, faster.
I tightened my grip, pulling him just close enough to whisper, “Fuck me, Conrad. Fuck me so hard I’m forced to let go.”
His arms pushed my thighs higher, spreading me wide as he relentlessly drove into me. Every inch of him thrust inside, filling me, stretching me, dragging ragged gasps from my throat.
Thwop.
Thwop.
Thwop.
My claws dug in, ripping shallow lines into his skin, almost like I was marking him. My wolf purred in my head at the thought, and I shoved that away as soon as friction sparked fire across my nerves. His eyes darkened, pupils wide and glowing, watching me gasp, pant, and shudder. He licked his lips as my muscles clenched around him, grasping him tight.
His thrusts became frenzied, neck veins pulsing, face flushed, but his gaze never left mine, commanding, claiming, tethering me to him.
Held in a savage lock, neither of us yielded until the heat in my core exploded. The tingling between my thighs busted into a storm that left me breathless and silent.
My claws retracted, hands slipping from his neck.
Like a tether snapping free, he roared into the night. “Oh, god, fuck! Nova! Fucking. Take. It!”
Liquid heat spilled into me as he pumped until he was spent. I was trembling and utterly wrecked, but the satisfaction and contentment I felt was worth it. Every thick, velvety thrust, every moan, every pulse of muscle was raw, carnal,ours.
Conrad collapsed atop me, chest heaving, gulping air like he couldn’t get enough. I threaded fingers through his burnt-blond hair, massaging his scalp, feeling every beat of his racing heart that matched my own.
“I don’t know about you, but that was my first time fucking in the forest.” His head tilted, grin tugging at his lips despite his exhaustion. “Who knew I liked it wild?”
Licking my lips, I teased, “And who knew Mr. Businessman could fuck like that? You surprised me.”
He closed his eyes, leaning into my touch, soaking in the contact. We savored the aftermath until the buzzing of my phone shattered the heat bubble around us. Reality had come knocking sooner than I thought.
I gave myself one more second to close my eyes and take a breath, enjoying the afterglow of great sex, before I tapped his shoulder. “Time’s up.”
With a groan, he reluctantly rolled off me. “Can’t you just tell Zeth you’re busy?”
I glanced at my shredded clothes and sighed. Luckily, I always kept a spare set in the car. Unlocking my phone, I saw missed texts from my siblings and a voicemail from Zeth asking if I needed help questioning Conrad.
Nope. That part of the presentation was done. Completely.
“Let’s go take a nap and have a lazy afternoon.” His hopeful voice was cute. “We could crash at my place and?—”
I lifted my hand and saw he’d already got up, pants buttoned, his shredded shirt in hand, eyes bright like he was excited by the idea of spending more time with me. I wished it were that simple. I wishedIwere that simple.
“I can’t.” I closed my eyes. It was time to go back to the real world. “I need to get back. Check on the sample, then follow the lead where it takes me.”
“Then how about I go with you?”
Looking up at him, I shook my head as if he’d lost his mind. “No. Now that I know you’re not involved, you’re no longer tied to it.” My words sounded cold, so I quickly added, “Thank you for all your help. I truly appreciate it, but we’ll take it from here.”
See, Nova? Nice. Easy. Clean. No strings. Then why does my chest ache?
