Murphy angled the showerhead again when she did as he instructed. Water hit the top of her head, and he began rinsing her hair. She heard him reach for the conditioner once he’d finished, beginning the process all over again.
When he was through, she opened her eyes, craning her head back. Their gazes met and held, the deep brown of his irises so alluring she could get lost in them forever.
She could get lost inhimforever. And she was determined to.
Murphy cupped her face, leaning in slowly, giving her a chance to move back if she wanted. Instead, she reached up, her palms resting on his bare chest. His lips brushed hers, a featherlight caress that she felt everywhere. “Will you let me wash your body, Nes?”
Heat blazed a path from her heart to her core, slick dampening her inner thighs and reminding her of exactly what she wanted. Her body was so alive in Murphy’s presence, every fiber of her being called out for him, desperate for him.
She could do this.
Nessa took a deep, steady breath. “I want you to pin me against this wall and fuck me.”
Chapter 27
Murphy’s eyes flashed golden as he stilled, reminding Nessa of a beast stalking its prey. The thought should have been unnerving, but a small thrill went through her instead, her belly fluttering wildly in anticipation.
“Nessa.” Murphy cupped her face, studying her intently. “Are you sure this is what you want? You know I’m fine with whatever pace you’re comfortable with.”
He really is perfect.
“I want you, Murphy.” She swallowed past the rising lump in her throat. “Maybe I’m rushing into this and it’s too soon, but it doesn’t feel like it. Not here. Not with you.” She placed a hand over her heart. “It’s like I’ve been sleeping through the last few years of my life. But then I met you, and I’ve finally woken up.My world makes sense again, because of you. You make me feel safe, and happy, and alive.”
His grip on her cheek grew firmer, ever so slightly, his eyes roaming over every inch of her face. “You’re safe with me. Always, Nes.”
She smiled, fingers locking around his wrists. “I know. That’s why I’m sure about this.”
About everything.
Murphy pressed his forehead to hers, closing his eyes. “At any point you want to stop, tell me. Tap my shoulder if you can’t get the words out.”
Nessa nodded, taking a deep breath.
“Is there anything you want to avoid?” he asked softly.
She nearly kept silent, not wanting to ruin the moment. Then she thought better of it. “Just don’t … Don’t choke me, okay? I-I don’t like that.” Her voice wavered, but she forced the words out, letting the truth settle between them.
A deep, ominous growl reverberated in Murphy’s chest. The sound was terrifying and full of so much rage on her behalf that she froze on the spot, unsure of what to do to help him calm down.
“Murphy …”
The growl disappeared, and he fiercely hugged her to him. “Alright, little mate. Alright.”
Murphy’s hand tangled in her hair, fisting the long strands at the base of her neck. They stood there, the warm spray of the water cascading over them as a sensual energy built in the air, electrifying the world around them.
“Do you remember what I said earlier, Nes?” Murphy kissed her languidly, pulling her lower lip between his teeth and nipping her.
She flinched at the small bite, slick pooling low in her belly. He licked the sting away a moment later, his teasing tongue sendingcurrents of pleasure straight to her clit. Her thighs clenched together, her hands wandering to his hips.
God, she wanted to climb this man like a tree. To sinkherteeth into him and never let go. Was it weird that she wanted to bite him? She wasn’t the shifter in this relationship, but sometimes she swore the way she felt about him was anything but human.
She held onto him, his hard cock resting against her stomach, so close to giving her the pleasure she craved. How would he react if she slid her hand between them and wrapped her fingers around his shaft? Would he enjoy it when she played with him, discovering each way he preferred her touch?
“Do you, Nessa?” Murphy murmured against her lips, bringing her thoughts back to his words as he pinned her against the shower wall. He loomed over her, water dripping down his cheek and neck, rivulets sliding down his muscular chest.
It took her a lifetime to recall what he’d asked her.
“No. W-What did you say?” she asked, her hand moving from his hip to his abdomen, fingertips paving a path to his cock. She was so close to him, so close to reaching for what she wanted. She just needed to be bold enough. Brave enough to take it.
