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How did he manage to get his husky voice to sound so gentle? Just thinking about pleasing him made me wet again, and I didn’t waste any time tracing my curves with my eyes closed. I slid my hand between my thighs and played with my slit, feeling how his fingers trailed after mine like a coordinated dance. I loved how we waltzed together like this—like it was meant to be.
“Good girl,” he groaned. “That’s it—Keep going—”
Whimpers were all the sounds I could make. Every time I rubbed my clit, he played with my entrance, teasing me with short thrusts from his fingers. This was our time together, and nothing could ruin it, nothing could take away the pleasure we had created together.
Maybe we were truly supposed to be together if it was this easy to bond with him.
Yet my mind went blank when I tried to think of the specifics. Lust had taken me over, and all I wanted now was to take his cock and his ravishing kisses. I opened my eyes and reached for his shoulders, mewling incoherently as he shed his pants and briefs. His hard cock thwacked my leg, waking up a rhythm in my hips that felt naturally sensual.
I heard the foil wrapper tear. I listened to his satisfied grunt that came with rolling on the condom. And then he perched at my entrance as he hovered over me. “Good girls always get what they want.”
He thrust halfway, smiling mischievously at my reaction to his plunge. I had no control over my expressions anymore—and that was fine with me. So long as I had him inside me, I didn’t care about anything else. I just wanted all of him.
I grabbed his hips and pulled him deep, arching into the plow with a laborious moan. Nothing was difficult about his girth now, though I took a minute to adjust despite my desperation for him to rail me wide open. Tiny tingling sensations traveled up my torso to my nipples. I cupped them, beckoning him to sample my hardened nubs as he reared back for another thrust.
He pumped confidently once, pulled back slowly, then repeated his plunge with the same rhythm. All the while, his tender lips stroked my nipples, his tongue lapped the nubs, and his nose skirted my sensitive flesh. He traveled over my breasts to my throat and nudged my head to the side.
Two sharp points tickled my skin. My eyelids snapped open, lucid and clear. “Eric?”
He sat back and gripped my hips. “Yes, sweet girl?”
“Were you trying to bite me?”
His pace slowed but didn’t slow. He carefully peeled his eyes open, observing me with quiet lust that spoke to me on a soulful level. I noticed his jaw had expanded enough to allow his canines to appear. He rubbed his lips, bowed over me, and kissed my mouth hard.
No canines now. But what did that mean?
What remained of my thoughts disappeared as he generously pumped into me. I hugged his shoulders while wrapping my legs around his waist, utterly lost to the way he claimed me. He poured his devotion into me, lips drifting back to my neck, where he nipped my skin. Not enough to break skin. Just enough to tease.
It was like he wanted to mark me.
It was like he wanted me to be his mate.
That thought alone made me burst. My climax came on hard, turning our coupling into a frenzied blur. While my body shuddered with multiple waves of bliss, he pounded deep. He went rigid, muscles tensing with his private deletion. Seconds after we erupted, he collapsed on the bed next to me, limbs slightly tangled with mine, sweat coating my skin, heat coiled between us.
This was real. And this was what I wanted for the rest of my life.
***
Hours later, Eric sat up rigidly in the bed. He slipped from the sheets like a wolf on the prowl, his ears somehow pointing despite the fact that he was in his human form.
His voice barely broke above a whisper. “Do you hear that?”
I frowned. “Hear what?”
He breathed deeply, the sound seeming so much less appealing when he was checking the darkness of the window. Night had fallen without us looking. It was easy to fall asleep in my lover's arms when I wasn’t worried about anything else. The garage hadn’t called us yet about the truck.
Did something happen? Were we in danger?
I slipped my satin nightie back on and tugged on my fluffy white socks. “Eric?”
He held a hand out to me as his muscles flexed. Goddess, if he wasn’t on edge right now, I would just tackle him to the ground. I edged toward him, feeling the way the floor creaked beneath my feet. His eyes were luminescent, like when deer were peering into the headlights of an oncoming car.
We were about to crash, weren’t we?
I caught Eric by the shoulder, using him to hold me up as my knees wobbled. Something about the air had changed. It was thick with tension, like how things got right before a heavy thunderstorm. I could feel the tiny bolts of electricity charge the air with anticipation. The hair on my arms and neck were standing, making it feel like I was about to start shivering uncontrollably.
Even the temperature had dropped a little bit. Or perhaps that was my personal heater—Eric, more specifically—getting riled up from this invisible threat he had identified. Something metal clanged outside against the house. I was at the window in an instant with my face pressed against the glass.
