Page 13 of Crimson Heart

“Too much concrete. Too many walls, right?”

“Exactly. Though there are parks in the city, there are too many people. I can’t really run anywhere here without being seen.”

“I get it. The wolf in us needs space to run freely.”

He dipped his head to hers. “I wish I could run with you. I’m sure it would be fun.”

“Since that’s not in the cards tonight, how about more sex?”

Pleased with her response, Byron pulled her on top of him.

“You’re speaking my language.”

She sat up, straddling him, and looked at his cock, which was currently in its relaxed state.

“Don’t worry about that, babe. Let me suck your gorgeous tits, and I’ll be hard in no time.”

Already now, just thinking about burying his face in her bosom, he could sense blood shoot into his shaft. When she leaned over him, dangling her breasts over his face, he took them into his hands. He loved their weight as they overflowed his palms.

“Damn, babe, with a body like yours, I’m surprised you’re not spending all day and night in bed fucking.”

“Who says I’m not?” she teased.

A growl worked itself up from his chest, his wolf unhappy about the comment that seemed to suggest that she had sex with countless men.

“Well, look at that,” she said coquettishly and directed her gaze down to his cock. “That got you hard really fast. Don’t like competition, do you?”

Another growl, and he squeezed her breasts harder, then licked over her nipples, before burying his head in her cleavage, allowing the ample flesh to caress his face. He inhaled her scent before lifting his head.

“If I didn’t have to put on a condom, I would already be inside you, you little cock-tease. And then you wouldn’t think of talking about other men.”

“And what would you do if I still talked about other men?”

“This.”

He allowed his eyes to change to those of his wolf, and his sharp canines to descend, while the rest of his body remained that of a man.

“Then I guess I’ll have to surrender.”

“Good choice,” he murmured and licked her breasts.

Tonight, they wouldn’t get much sleep, but then, who needed sleep when they could give each other pleasure?