Brielle leaned forward, kissing his neck before moving her mouth downward, trailing soft kisses across his chest muscles. Caleb’s skin was so warm—almost hot—that she couldn’t help moaning.
“Damn, woman,” Caleb growled, his fingers coming up to tighten into her hair. “Do you have any idea what that sound does to me?”
She lifted her head to smile at him. “Why don’t you tell me? Or better yet, maybe you could show me.”
Brielle barely felt the tug when Caleb reached down and ripped her panties off. The remnants of them disappeared into one of his pockets, and then his fingers were on her, tracing slowly up and down her folds, making her fully aware of exactly how wet she was.
“Should we move this upstairs?” he asked, his eyes smoldering as he gazed down at her. “Or I could run up and grab a condom if you’re comfortable right here.”
Her first instinct was to say,get me upstairs now. But truthfully, she liked where they were right then and hated to interrupt the moment with a mad dash for a condom.
She cupped his jaw. “I’m on long-term birth control, get myself checked every six months, and have never had unprotected sex with anyone. If you’re clean, I’m okay without the condom.”
His eyes blazed vivid blue for a moment before the color disappeared again. “STAT has us checked between every mission, even though werewolves are immune to all disease. Still, I haven’t had unprotected sex in years. It’s just not something I do. But if you’re okay with it, I wouldn’t mind changing that rule for you.”
She gazed at him, sliding her hand around to run her nails along the back of his neck and up into his disheveled hair. “I want to be with you that way. To really feel you inside me. All of you.”
Those eyes of his flared even brighter, and this time, they didn’t fade, even as he reached down to unbuckle his belt and slacks, shoving everything down in one quick move. She guessed that answered the question of whether he wanted her like this.
Brielle watched in fascination as he wrapped a hand around his thick shaft and stepped closer, teasing her folds with the head and coating himself with her wetness. When he slid across her clit, it was like someone had touched her body with a live wire, and she caught her breath. Something told her that, if he kept doing what he was doing, she might come just from that.
But he only teased her for a few more seconds before slowly sliding into her. The feeling as he buried himself deep was as amazing as she remembered, yet it was even more glorious having him bare like this.
More real.
More intimate.
She wrapped her legs around his bare hips, so happy that she hadn’t taken her dress off. Being dressed and half-naked at the same time was a heady aphrodisiac.
Caleb started slow, his hands on her hips keeping her steady. But his pace soon picked up, the height of the granite island ensuring the tip of his cock nudged her G-spot with every thrust. She pulled him in for a kiss, even though it was damn hard to focus on his lips when she was bouncing on the counter and gasping for breath. But still, it was the feel of his fangs against her tongue that helped pushed her over the edge. Then again, she supposed the fingers she slipped down to tease her clit didn’t hurt. The fact that she could scream without worrying about scaring the rest of his teammates was a definite plus, too.
She was mid-orgasm when Caleb buried his face in the crook of her neck and let loose a long, low growl. Then he was coming inside her, his fangs almost breaking skin in the most perfect way she’d ever imagined. The sensations of his heat pouring into her at the same time he claimed her with his mouth was enough to push her climax back up to a second peak, and she would have fallen off the counter if he hadn’t been holding her so tightly.
It took a long time for the tremors of her orgasm to fade away. It was hard to describe how amazing it felt to be able to stay like this, Caleb still deep inside, her legs wrapped around him.
“That was beyond perfect,” he whispered in her ear as his mouth moved slowly along her shoulder and neck. “But you might need to wear a turtleneck or something tomorrow. I think I’ve left a few marks.”
Her fingers came up to trace along her skin, finding the sensitive spots at the junction of her neck and shoulder. “It was so very worth it.”
He chuckled softly. “If that’s the case, how about we take this upstairs now? There are a few other places I’d like to nibble on.”
Brielle laughed. She couldn’t remember ever being so happy. “I definitely like the sound of that.”
Caleb slid her off the counter and swung her up into his arms. “Grab the jar of peanut butter and knife, would you? I have plans for them—and you.”
She looked around, quickly finding the requested items on the island. Picking them up with one hand, she looked at him. “Should I get the crackers, too?”
“No way,” he said. “Have you ever tried to sleep in a bed full of crumbs?”
Brielle couldn’t argue with that logic. Though something told her that they wouldn’t be doing a lot of sleeping.
Chapter 15
Brielle walked slowly down the stairs, moving carefully so she wouldn’t make too much noise. It was barely four o’clock in the morning, and she didn’t want to wake anyone up. It was bad enough that everyone had stayed out until almost midnight to give her and Caleb some alone time. That was probably for the best, since the two of them had just settled down fifteen minutes before everyone came home.
She did her best spy-in-training tiptoe routine as she crossed the living room and headed into the dimly lit kitchen wearing nothing but Caleb’s shirt, which hung down almost to her knees. She’d burned through those peanut butter and crackers she and Caleb had earlier after the second round of sex, and while Caleb was upstairs in their bed sleeping like a rock, her stomach was growling too much to let her even close her eyes.
But while the need for a post-lovemaking snack might have played some part in Brielle’s inability to sleep, it wasn’t the only thing keeping her awake. Truthfully, she’d been lying in bed staring at the ceiling for a while, her head spinning over the things Caleb had said to her—before making love, during, and after.
