Page 42 of Wolf Obsessed


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Sloane hooked her arm with my elbow and beamed up at me. “Come on. Let’s go get washed up.”

Kathleen hadn’t been lying about the chili. The wonderful aroma of spiced turkey with a hint of cinnamon made my mouth salivate the moment we stepped into the house. My belly rumbled, and I licked my lips.

Sloane patted my elbow. “Don’t worry. There’s plenty of it. My mom always cooks extras.”

She led me through the house and upstairs to her room, where she shut the door behind us. On the bed lay several sets of men’s clothes and a pair of plaid pajama pants, all of which looked to be my size.

Sloane grabbed the pajamas and a pair of boxers and then handed them to me. “You go first. You must be sore and tired.”

Now that she said something, my muscles were tight, but she looked just as tired as me.

“We can shower together,” I offered.

Her eyes lit up, and a small smile slid over her mouth. My mind went back to the last time we’d showered together, and my cock twitched as it hardened.

Sloane put a hand on my chest. “I’m not sure that’s a good idea.”

I pushed the hair out of her face. “Why not?”

Her breath hitched.

I took her hand and placed it over my groin where my member stood at attention. “Trust me, I’m up for the challenge.”

She giggled before closing the distance and capturing my lips.

I pulled her closer, and she melted into me, her leg lifting and hooking around my hip. She ground against me, making me growl as my cock continued to harden.

I slipped my hands down her back, placing them just beneath her bottom, and then hoisted her up. She let out a squeak and quickly wrapped her arms around my neck. I held her close as I carried her toward the bathroom.

She nuzzled my neck, placing open-mouthed kisses along the column of my throat and jaw line. “I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”

I set her on the counter and then reached into the shower to turn on the warm spray. “You won’t. You make me feel a million times better. Trust me.”

She made me feel alive and loved. Sawyer and Sloane completed me. They made me whole. They were my reason for being. I couldn’t wait for the three of us to be together again. Tonight, I was going to enjoy Sloane and show her just what she meant to me.

I pulled the shower curtain shut to contain the heat until we were ready and then turned back to Sloane, who was yanking her sweater over her head. The pink lace bra she wore left little to my imagination.

I swallowed before following her lead and ripping my clothes off until they were in a heap on the floor.

Sloane slid off the cabinet and flicked the button on her jeans open. She rolled them down her legs and kicked them into the pile, then her fingers curled around mine as she pushed the curtain open and pulled me under the warm stream.

I caught her lips, and our bodies molded together, the warm water making our skin slippery. Her tongue darted out to greet mine, and she caressed it along my lips.

I massaged her ass before I skimmed one hand over her hipbone and toward her core. She was already so wet and ready for me, so I slipped two fingers inside her and thumbed her clit.

She whimpered while she lifted one leg and curled it around my hip so I could dive in deeper. I held her tight with one hand and thrust into her with the other. My lips moved with hers, capturing the tantalizing sounds coming out of them.

I pushed a third digit in as I rolled my thumb over her clit. She keened against me, rolling her hips in time with my thrusts.

I kissed my way to her ear and then whispered, “Do you like that, sweetheart?”

She answered me with a moan.

I chuckled as I nibbled on her earlobe. Then I curled my fingers inside her so I could hit that sweet spot that made her go wild. She bucked against me, her moans growing louder.

“Lincoln!” Her voice came out husky, her breathing ragged.

“Come for me, sweetheart. Let go.”

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