My stomach dipped at the mere thought of his hand between my legs, but I nodded, unable to say no.
Nibbling at my lips, Dante parted my legs with his thigh. His hand slipped under my shorts, down my navel, and onto my fiery center, cupping me. The feeling of his palm on me almost made my eyes roll back. My entire body froze with his fingers so close to my throbbing center, to the wetness begging for him, while he looked into my eyes for a moment.
Struggling to breathe, I watched him smirk, admiring me while he caressed my skin so intimately. This was going to kill me, I was sure.
“Fucking Perfect,” he whispered against my mouth, and then his finger slipped between my delicate skin.
The world stopped when his fingertip glided over my wetness, ripping a loud whimper out of me, and sending my heart into a frenzy. My other hand flew to his arm, gripping his wrist so fiercely, fearing his touch might leave me.
“I’m not going anywhere.” His voice had dropped two decibels, making it dangerously sultry, but he pulled away from my core, freeing his hand and taking mine. When his finger returned to my delicate center, he brought mine along with it, stroking me.
A lengthy moan ripped out of me, slicing through the night from the feeling.
“This beautiful thing is the most sensitive part of you,” he murmured in my ear, rubbing the throbbing spot with both our fingers, and making me tremble from pleasure and need. “It can make you fly so high until you think you can never come down, and then fall off an abyss so deep that you’ll never want to reach its end. You’ll just want to fall, and fall, and fall.” Each word was enhanced by the circular motions, my wetness letting his touch glide easily while he continued to rub my pulsing center.
Panted breaths struggled to reach my lungs from the overwhelming sensations, my breath fanning his lips once his mouth returned.
“I will show you the beginning and the end of the universe itself if you want me, Natasha. I will help you discover every inch of your body the way it was meant to be discovered, and make you experience the heights of ecstasy and love. I’ll give you everything if you take me as I am. If you can accept the darkness in me.”
The ever-growing cosmos of his eyes swirled as they bored into mine, and I realized at that moment that there was no decision to be made…
My hand slipped into his obsidian locks, enjoying the way the ends curled around my fingers, his eyes briefly closing with my touch. “Make me yours, Dante.”
“You already are,Cuore mio.”
“Then I’m ready to make you mine…”
The universe burst in his eyes and his mouth crashed onto mine, sealing our spoken bond. With each caress of his lips, he let go of the restraints he’d placed on himself for me.
Suddenly, his touch left me, taking my hand too as he pulled away. “No…”
A mischievous smirk captured his mouth as his shadows slithered around my hips, making my sleeping shorts disappear. “Open your legs for me.”
Oh, Goddess.
I parted my thighs willingly for him and watched him lower himself on me. Part of me meant to ask what he would do, but the instant his heated breath reached my center, I thought I might die. He kissed me there, his lips nibbling at the most sensitive part of me, his tongue caressing my delicate skin, his teeth teasingly gracing my aching center.
“Dante!” I whimpered, my back arching off the bed. Gripping his hair fiercely, I pulled while his mouth tasted me in a way I could have never imagined.
The world exploded for me the moment he sucked, and a string of wild moans erupted from my throat. Loud, carefree, and indulging, my voice carried through the darkness as my body did exactly what Dante promised. I rose so high I thought I’d never come down, then fell off an abyss of passion that I never wanted to end.
A thousand and one sensations coursed through my being, all originating from his lips on me, causing my thighs to tremble around him, and as unimaginable as it may be, I wanted more. I wanted all of him.
“I need you,” I gasped, struggling to catch my breath.
His mouth returned to mine, his kiss becoming gentle and delightfully slow, helping my pounding heart calm down again. “How do you feel?”
“I need you… I want you.” The truth left me effortlessly, helping me realize I hadn’t wanted to mate with anyone before, but my entire being, including my wolf, begged to mate with Dante right now.
Kneeling on the bed, he lifted my hands to his hips. “Undress me.”
Sitting up, I slipped my fingers under the silk of his pajama pants and slowly pulled them down, freeing him before my eyes. My breathing caught in my throat as I looked at the magnificence of his naked body.
Nudity was always ordinary for me; it was in my nature as a Wolf Shifter… until this moment. I’d seen all the men in the pack naked at one point or another as they shifted between their wolf and man forms, as well as the women. It was normal. It was part of the essence of our race, not this.
Nothing could ever compare to the vision that was theLord of Twilight, naked in front of me. The shadows slithered over him calmly, leisurely curling around his forearms, hips, and thighs, framing his perfectly toned body for me. Dante was hard on every inch of his form—the muscles of his chest, his abs, his thighs, and even the length between them. I’d never seen a man hardened like this, and my mouth immediately watered.
“May I touch you?” I asked, scooting closer to him on my knees.
