He rose up her body and kissed her deeply before sliding into her body with one seamless thrust.“Heaven,” he murmured against her ear.
“You’re not wearing a condom.”
Henry froze, his horrified curse ringing out.“Fuck, Maia.I’m so sorry.I didn’t think.”
“As long as you’re clean, we’re good,” she said, her gaze searching his.“I’m on the Pill.”
With devastation still reverberating, Henry blurted out his closely guarded secret.“I haven’t had sex with anything but my hand for years.”
“What?”Now she sounded uneasy, and he thought disbelief echoed in her startled question.
But it was the truth.After Jenny had died, his happiness snatched away, he’d fallen into depression, and it had taken him months, hell, years to gather the strewn pieces of his life.Something else he should’ve told Maia.
“Why?”It was a sharp demand for information.
“My girlfriend was murdered, and it destroyed me, especially since the local cops decided I was the culprit.And now, someone is trying to hurt you, and it’s hard.”He went for the simple truth without giving too many details.
“Murdered!How long ago was this?”
“It was before you came to Middlemarch to stay with your aunt.”
“I see.”
Henry doubted that.Not in a million years would she understand why he’d kept away from the opposite sex.At first, it was because he was mourning for Jenny, and after he’d met—a tepid word for the way Maia had exploded into his life—he hadn’t wanted another woman.His wolf had wanted Maia and that couldn’t happen when she’d been a child.Hell, the idea was repulsive and had messed up his head for ages.Henry snorted.He wasn’t sure he had his head on straight yet.How could it be when he was balls-deep in Maia?
“You will explain more fully tomorrow.Right now, I’m permitting you to continue.One orgasm is not enough.”
“Greedy.”
“Demanding.I want to make sure you deliver.”
Henry leaned down to kiss her, smiling against her lips.This woman challenged him, and he liked it.
“Start moving, Henry, before I go insane.I need to feel that magic again.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
She rolled her eyes and kissed his neck, using her teeth to show her displeasure at thema’ampart of his compliance.He jolted, his wolf’s yip of pleased approval echoing through his mind.Sassy mate.His animal half adored her cheek and demanding ways.
Henry pulled back before surging into her clinging warm heat again.Sweet heaven.
“That’s better,” she purred.“Much better.I heartily approve of a man who can take direction.”
Henry laughed, his chuckle loud and carefree.“You’ll be the death of me, sweetheart.”
“Sweetheart.I like that one much better than ma’am.And really, you’re complaining because I tell you what I want?You should give me hints so we have a fantastic time together every session.”
Henry spluttered out another laugh, then groaned when she tightened her inner muscles around his shaft.“Too much of that, and I won’t last.”The truth—he was dangling by a thread now.
“No problem.You won’t leave me hanging because you’ve got skills.”She purred the words and lifted into his stroke, her eyes closed and her expression serene.
Henry’s smooth thrusts faltered while he tried to control the laugh threatening to burst from him.“I can tell you’re going to be a handful.”
“Most men like a challenge.”
It made Henry think of her past lovers, which was dickish because he’d had other lovers before Jenny.“I can see that the only way to shut you up is to kiss and keep you busy until you’re incapable of speaking.”
Herhuh!got trapped against his lips as he increased the pace, rocking into her with intent.Her flesh tightened, and seconds later, she exploded, her scream of enjoyment almost deafening.Henry grinned, taking that as permission to seize his pleasure.He pulled back and plunged into her decadent warmth, his entire body shuddering as he lost control and nipped her neck, her groan dragging his common sense back.He smoothed the mark he’d inflicted on her with his tongue, thankful he hadn’t bitten her too deeply.God, he had no control around her.Zilch.
