She reached down for the hem of her tank top, more than ready to feel her bare breasts pressing up against his warm skin, but Eric got there first.
“Hey, that’s my job,” he said, flashing her a grin.
Jayna lifted her arms to help him, laughing as he tossed her top halfway across the room. She reached back and unsnapped her bra, then let it fall to the floor. Eric growled and pulled her close, and she got exactly what she’d been wishing for as her tender nipples pressed against the warm skin of his torso. She buried her face in his neck, wrapping her arms around him and basking in the sensation of being this close to him. It felt so perfect and right, it was scary.
Jayna could have stayed like that all night, but the desire to be totally naked in his arms, to feel their legs intertwined, was too strong to ignore for long. She lifted her head and gazed up at him, wondering what she should do next. She may have slept with other guys before, but that didn’t mean she considered herself experienced at this. Because of that, she wasn’t sure Eric was going to enjoy this moment as much as she was, and she really wanted him to.
She opened her mouth to tell him just that, to say she was sorry in advance if she wasn’t as confident and experienced as he was used to. But his finger came down softly on her lips.
“Shh,” he whispered. “Don’t think so much. Just go with your instincts.”
Then he was urging her back, onto his big, comfy bed, his hands at her waist, pulling her tight yoga pants down. She reached for her panties as he was busy tossing aside her pants, but he stopped her with a look. “That’s my job, remember?”
She laughed, holding up her hands in surrender. “You taking off my clothes is something I’m going to have to get used to, isn’t it?”
His mouth quirked. “Yeah, it is. It’s an alpha thing, completely out of my control.”
“Sure it is.” She leaned back on her elbows and motioned to the tiny piece of black material that was the only thing left between her and complete nakedness. “Well, are you going to take these off?”
Eyes flaring gold, he reached down and wrapped a big hand around her left ankle, lifting her leg high. “I will…when I get there.”
Before she could ask what that meant, Eric began kissing his way down the inside of her leg with maddening slowness. She gasped as he trailed a path along her skin with his tongue, then growled as he gently nipped the inside of her thigh with his canines. She buried her fingers in his hair, trying to tug him higher, desperate to feel his mouth on her pussy.
Thank God, Eric didn’t make her wait, because she wasn’t sure she could have handled it. When he slid his hands under her bottom, she lifted her hips, eager to help him get her panties off. She hadn’t realized how excited she was until he pulled the tiny scrap of material down her legs, and she was absolutely soaking wet.
Eric tossed her panties over his shoulder, then gently spread her legs. He held her gaze as he lowered his head, his eyes like molten gold. Jayna tried to prepare herself for how good it would feel, but when he began to lazily trace up and down her folds with his tongue, she knew she hadn’t been even close to ready. Not for something that felt this exquisite.
She clutched at the sheets, her breath coming in quick bursts, her hips rotating like they had a mind of their own as his tongue worked its magic. There was no way she could be ready to orgasm this soon—but as Eric’s tongue swirled lightly over that most sensitive part of her anatomy, she felt her whole body start to tingle, and she knew her climax was going to be huge.
Jayna undulated her hips faster, digging her claws into the sheets. Eric’s grip tightened on her ass, holding her in place as he licked her. That show of dominance was enough to set her off like a rocket. She threw back her head and howled as she exploded. She’d never come that hard before—or that long. Her orgasm kept going and going. And when it was over, even the slow spiral down from heaven afterward was better than the best climax she’d ever experienced before.
She pushed herself up on her elbows to look at him. “I’m not sure there are words to describe how amazing that was.”
Eric grinned. “Amazing works for me.”
He climbed off the bed and unbuckled his belt. Jayna’s pulse quickened as he popped the buttons on his jeans. When he shoved them down, all she could do was stare. God, he looked good naked. She’d seen his bare chest and shoulders plenty of times, but it was nice to see that he had long, muscular legs to match.
And then there was his cock. She hadn’t been with a lot of guys, so she hadn’t seen a lot, but she had a feeling Eric’s was special, which was fitting, she supposed, since he was a very special werewolf.
She would have reached out and wrapped her hand around him, but he was already rummaging in the nightstand for something. After a few moments, he finally came up with a foil-wrapped condom. She was absurdly happy that he had to dig around so long before finding the thing. It meant he didn’t use them very often. Silly, she knew, but still.
He tore open the packet, his hands shaking a little. Jayna blinked. Was he actually nervous? But when he lifted his head and gave her a heated look, she realized he was shaking with anticipation, not nerves. She was eager too, and watching him roll on the condom was only making her more impatient. She was practically bouncing on the bed by the time he climbed in with her.
Jayna didn’t have to think about what to do next, or where to put her arms, her legs, or any other body part, like she usually had to do with a guy. She and Eric fit together perfectly.
Her legs parted for him and he settled between them, kissing his way up from her belly button, stopping only to suckle tenderly on each nipple before hungrily claiming her mouth. She wrapped her legs around his waist, moaning when she felt his erection nudge the opening of her pussy. She was more than ready to take him inside her, but instead, Eric teased her with the head of his shaft, gliding up and down her folds until she thought she might go insane from the torture.
“Please,” she begged hoarsely.
He lifted his head to gaze at her. “Are you sure about this?”
She slid one hand up his chest to cup his jaw, her thumb caressing the stubble there. “More sure than I’ve been about anything in my life.”
It was true. Everything else in her life was crazy right then, but sleeping with Eric? That wasn’t crazy at all.
Gold eyes locked with hers, and he entered her ever so slowly. It was incredible and yet frustrating at the same time because Jayna didn’t want him to go slow. She wanted all of him, and she wanted him now. She moaned and reached around to dig her fingers into his muscular ass, encouraging him to go deeper.
But he wouldn’t do it. Instead, he made love to her like she was the most delicate and precious thing in the world. And while her inner werewolf wanted it hard and fast, the human part of her loved how tender he was. When he finally plunged into her all the way, it made her world spin upside down. Then he began to thrust, and it got even better.
