He leaned down and kissed the silvery streaks then her breasts. He took time suckling each in turn.
Pleasure flowed once more, swirling over her sex. She used the moment wisely and caressed the muscles of his arms. She let her fingers flow over the dips and valleys. Each contour presented something new to experience. Sometimes, several muscles were outlined. She strained toward them as he worked her breasts.
She kissed and licked what she could reach, savoring the taste of his skin. His wolf and storm scent was rich in the air and on her tongue.
She wanted to memorize every contour of his body because despite these glorious moments, she knew it couldn’t last. In the end, she would have to leave and the memories would be all she would have left.
She felt desperate and caressed his neck but giving just enough of a shove to push him off her breast. “My turn. On your back, wolf.”
He smiled as he flipped over.
His cock was upright and rigid, hard as granite.
She stretched out next to his groin and took her time. She stroked his thighs, moving her hand slowly up one muscled leg then the other. She stopped just short of his cock.
His hips arched and his cock rose. Her mouth watered.
The sight of him made her ache, knowing how good it would feel to have him buried inside her and pushing into her once more.
She rose up on her elbow then leaned down and slowly swirled her tongue around the sensitive head. She flicked her tongue along the ridge and had the pleasure of hearing small gasps burst from his throat.
Using one of her hands, she very gently stroked down the length of his cock then back up. With her tongue, she gathered moisture in her hand then went back down and began a slow steady stroke.
She licked the tip of his cock and flicked several times with just the tip.
“Oh, fuck.”
She finally took the head in her mouth and began to suck, but not hard. She wanted to tease him right now, not bring him. She knew how she wanted him to come and that meant having him deep inside.
She kept this up, taking it slow, torturing him with her hand and her mouth until he’d had enough.
“Temptress,” he all but shouted. He was in the air and had her with him in a lightning-like move.
He flipped over. She would have landed hard on the bed, but he was a man of strength and caught her. He eased her onto her back.
She laughed the whole time.
He looked down at her, almost as though he was really seeing her. “You’re beautiful, Kiara.”
“Kiss me.” She slid her hands behind his neck and drew him toward her.
He crashed down on her mouth, thrusting his tongue deep. A cloud of sensation rose from her body, chills and shivers, tremors, and an aching need between her legs. When she parted her knees, he settled himself between.
“Yes.” Her voice was a breathy whisper, nothing more.
As he placed his cock at her entrance and began to push, she held his gaze. He was an intense man and never more so than at this moment as he entered her body fully. He began to move inside her.
She held his arms, and arched her hips to meet each thrust. “That feels so good.”
“It does.”
He kissed her again and when he did, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. He put his hips to work, driving in and out.
/> He plucked at her lips. She reached for him. He kissed her hard again and the whole time he drove into her.
She held him tight, her body ready for what was to come.
She drew back and looked at him once more. His eyes were rimmed with gold. Fur had sprouted on the strong lines of his cheeks. It was sexy as hell. “Faster. I’m ready.”