Page 194 of Plug and Drain

It was difficult to concentrate on…whatever it was he’d been saying.

She was half sitting up and trailing patterns along his collarbone, his neck, his chest. He scarcely dared to breathe, and he’d lost the willpower to stop her.

Suddenly, her gaze flickered up to lock with his, and all air left him. “You always treat me well. Please don’t make this the exception.”

Arken’s mind had blanked, but her words caused him to laugh. “You cheeky minx.”

Her eyes sparkled. “You have no idea.”

“That’s my fault.” He’d never given her the opportunity to take the initiative, not really. The academy didn’t lend itself well to letting wolves dictate decisions. Susie had been on the backfoot by default, compelled to go along with whatever he asked of her. It was a wonder she’d had the courage to reject his discourteous proposal to make her his pet, or that their relationship had flourished despite it. “I’d like to find out the full extent of your cheekiness…another time.”

She smiled coyly in response, and before he’d fully registered it, she had his belt unbuckled. “Or I could show you the full extent now.”

He hissed as she stroked his length through his underwear. “You will be the death of me.” He seized her hands, and firmly but gently rotated her until she was lying beneath him. He checked to ensure she was comfortable before saying, “Enough of that.”

Susie made a wolfish sound of protest—a long, drawn-out whine that abruptly cut off when he cupped her mound through her flannel pyjama pants.

He froze. The fabric was sodden. She was wet for him, even through the thick cotton.

Oh fuck.

“Careful,” he growled. “I can be cheeky too.”

“I’m sure I believe you,” she replied innocently, while wriggling her pants down.

He shook his head in awe of her, his hand brushing up along her thigh and cupping her heat again.

She gasped as he stroked her, her legs falling open.

“Yes. That’s my good girl.” Arken watched her face intently as he stroked her wet folds over and over in slow motions.

Susie’s eyes fluttered shut when he rubbed her clit, sliding his fingers along her wetness until his palm was dripping with her juices. She shuddered beneath him when he eased his fingers inside.

“Oh, fuck,” she moaned as his fingers delved deeper.

“‘Oh fuck’ indeed,” he agreed, kissing the corner of her mouth as he hovered above her, pushing his fingers in and out of her wet cunt. He wanted to be inside her, to have the honour of fucking her and making her his, to plant his seed deep, and then take her again just to be sure. It took great effort, but he ignored the agonising ache of his cock as it strained against his underwear.

He must not risk hurting her. It was a miracle that she could walk after her spinal injury. He wouldn’t relax until she was fully recovered.

So, as much as he wanted to sheath himself inside her, vigorous penetration was out of the question until she was well and truly healed.

But…despite his reservations, he couldn’t deny her this when she was looking at him like that.

He pumped his hand, fingering her at a steady rhythm, his other hand kneading her generous breasts. A silent groan was trapped in his throat as his balls tightened and his heavy cock begged to be buried inside her.

He kissed her throat and focused his attention on Susie.

Soon, her moans intensified and her back began to arch.

“Ah, ah, careful,” he warned, withdrawing his fingers. “Try and stay still. The pain relief may be masking your symptoms. We have to be careful.”

Susie scowled. “But I was close.”

Arken’s chest rumbled with laughter as he repositioned himself, so his head was between her legs. “Close?” His tongue began a careful, slow slide along her folds, drawing a whimper from her lips. “My dear…If you think I’m going to let you come so quickly…” he licked her again, “…then you are sorely mistaken.”

Susie’s scowl deepened. “That’s not fair.”

He answered with another firm stroke of his tongue, then pumped several times with his fingers. “No, I suppose it’s not. But before you said that I always treat you well, and I intend to live up to that statement.” He sucked on her clit, relishing the way she twitched, and her hands flew into his hair.