He walked me to my bedroom, moving with infinite care, and lay me down on the bed like I was made of glass. I reached out to undo his belt, but he gently moved my hands away.
“No. I said I was going to take care of you. We’ll get to me later,” he said.
He took off my shoes first, then my socks, massaging each foot. With his thumbs, he kneaded the tension out of my arches before unzipping my pants and dragging them down my legs.
I grabbed the hem of my shirt to take it off, but Declan shook his head. “Nope. I’m going to undress you. Every single inch of you.”
The way he said that and looked at me, like I was some delectable morsel to be devoured, sent a throbbing heat between my legs. I was already wet, but that sent me over the edge.
He slipped his fingers under my shirt, his palms gliding across my stomach, and with practiced ease, he lifted the shirt over my head. He leaned down and kissed my neck, sucking gently at the soft flesh.
Moving lower, he left kisses along my sternum and let his lips and chin drift across my bra-covered nipples, drawing a shuddering gasp.
“Does that feel good?” he asked, then did it again, this time biting the fabric, taking the nipple between his teeth with enough care to make me shiver.
“I need you to suck them for real,” I hissed. Before he could say anything, I grabbed the front of my bra and tore the front in as if it were made of tissue paper.
Declan made a throaty growling sound that would have made any bear shifter envious as he took my left nipple into his mouth. Moaning, I arched into his mouth.
He slipped his hand under my panties and slid two fingers into me. I cried out in shock as he fucked me with his fingers, hispalm slapping against my clit with every thrust. I was already wound up and ready to burst that it didn’t take much to send me cascading over the cliff.
When the orgasm struck, it was sharp and sweet, sending tiny pulsing ripples deep into my pelvis and making my clit throb. I clawed at his arm, writhing as I rode the pleasure until it began to ebb.
Declan pulled my soaked panties off my body and spread my legs wide, hooking them over his shoulders. He pressed his mouth to me, and I threw my head back as his tongue slipped into me.
My world became a blur, unable to focus on anything other than enjoying what he did to me with his mouth. The swirling, sliding, sucking motions of his tongue and lips made everything else irrelevant.
Sucking in a pulsating rhythm on my clit, Declan moaned and groaned as though the simple act of pleasuring me was sendinghimto the edge of bliss. The vibrations of it against my clit made me cry out.
“Oh, fuck, I love it,” I hissed through gritted teeth. “Fuck me with your mouth, baby.”
My words spurred him on, and he growled deeper. His tongue moved over me, circling my clit as he curled his fingers inside me just right.
Soon, everything he was doing turned into a swirling dance, and I couldn’t pinpoint any specific movement or touch. It was nothing but a wall of pleasure, and before I knew it, I was being pushed to the brink yet again. This climax built steadily, swelling with each second, like a cresting wave. I dug my nails into the sheets, clutching them tight and shaking. Sucking in breaths sorapidly, I had the distant worry I might be hyperventilating, but I didn’t want it to stop.
The orgasm struck with such intensity, I couldn’t even cry out. I sat forward, my body jerking with pleasure. Rushing heat and tingling electric spasms coursed up through my stomach and chest and across my breasts, leaving me a panting, exhausted mess.
Declan stood and slowly removed his clothing while I attempted to get myself back under control. Naked, he climbed back onto the bed, his cock throbbing, the tip glistening as he grabbed my hips.
“You better not think we were done,” he said with a smile, and rolled me onto my stomach.
I moaned as he spread my ass cheeks apart and placed the head of his cock against the opening of my pussy. He slid up and down, then finally, achingly slowly, he pressed the tip into me. I was left disappointed when he pulled out, only to press himself against the tight opening of my ass, moving it in small circles there before slipping down to glide against my clit. The tiny bit of flesh was sensitive and aching, and I nearly yelped as he touched it with the slick head of his cock.
“I hope you’re ready,” Declan said.
I reached back with both hands and spread myself apart. “Please, Declan.”
26
DECLAN
She was so beautiful.Thesingle most gorgeous woman I’d ever seen lay beneath me, sweat-slicked and flushed, and her wet pussy hot and pink and begging for me. I nearly came from the sight alone.
I slipped the head of my cock into her, then placed my hands on either side of her on the bed, and thrust forward. I sank into her until I was balls deep, nestled against her like I was meant to be. Veronica moaned beneath me as I pulled my cock out slowly, then back in even slower. Inch by inch, I took her.
In that moment, there was desire and need, but also love—love, which I’d never thought I’d find. My life had been a solitary one up until she—quite literally—busted my door down. Now, in this brilliant, funny, and sexy woman, I’d found my home, my life, and my future. I would protect her and cherish her the rest of my life.
Bending low, I kissed the spot between her shoulder blades and moved faster. My own pleasure surged forth, and I took as muchas I was giving. There would be no control—we were far beyond that.
