Then he leaned down, braced himself on his free hand, and dragged his tongue along my tender folds. Without warning, he pushed his tongue inside me. I gasped and arched and whimpered, pleasure unlike anything I’d ever known bursting through my blood. I lowered my hand and tangled it in his hair.
He lifted his head. “Put your hand over your head. Don’t move it again.”
Sweet fuck. This was the most erotic moment of my life. Ty licked and sucked and teased me until I was a writhing blob of sensation, of frayed nerve endings and raw need.
I cried out when he slid a finger, then two inside me. The pleasure within me built and built until I was quivering.
“Oh, Ty!”
He sucked my clit into his mouth, his tongue teasing me until I couldn’t hold still, until my body shattered. His fingers thrust in and out of me while my pussy convulsed, and I rocked against him, threading my hands into his hair, holding him to me because if he stopped, I would die.
When the convulsions stopped, and when my body and mind were, once again, in sync, I breathed out slowly, stretching languidly in his bed. The warmth of him vanished as he got up and went to the bathroom, but after a few minutes, he came back and lay beside me.
“God, Ty.” I could hardly speak, had no words, and didn’t really need any.
“You need a few minutes?” he asked as he brushed my hair away from my face.
“Maybe a couple.” I smiled. I imagined there would come a point where my body couldn’t take anymore, but we’d find out exactly how long that took.
18
TY
Istifled a yawn and stretched carefully, doing my best not to wake Liza. She’d stirred a few times but had fallen right back into a deep sleep. Meanwhile, I’d been awake for at least an hour. I had to piss so badly I wasn’t sure I was going to make it to the bathroom even if I somehow managed to fly there, but I couldn’t stand the thought of waking her up.
As excited as I’d been to shift with her, my wolf was even more so. Had I been one of those horny high school shifters, there would’ve been no stopping my wolf. It took every ounce of control I possessed to keep him from mating with her right there in the yard, though I’d managed. Somehow.
Because of that, I was now able to enjoy watching her sleep. As much as I enjoyed watching her sleep, there was also something to be said for sleeping next to her, her body curled into mine, her hand laid over my heart, and her head on my chest.
Waking up with her was almost as good. She was gorgeous, and my sheets smelled like her perfume. There was no way I would be able to go back to sleeping alone. Not even if I wanted to. God, what was this woman doing to me?
Last night had been an adventure, so I wasn’t surprised Liza was sleeping in. I’d lost count of how many times I’d brought her to orgasm, but the final one made her blackout. Since she was sexually fulfilled, her heat passed, and we both slept like rocks.
After waiting as long as I possibly could, I slipped out from under the covers and relieved myself in the bathroom. After a glance at her to make sure she was still asleep, I went down to the kitchen. She’d burned about three billion calories last night. She’d be ravenous when she woke up. No person could withstand that much pleasure and not have a complete blood-sugar crash or end up partially dehydrated.
I sliced a few bananas into a bowl and added fresh strawberries, blueberries, sliced mango, and peaches from the fridge. Ramon wasn’t in it, and it was no secret that I couldn’t cook for shit. Fruit was going to have to do for now.
After filling a few stainless-steel water bottles to the brim and closing the lids tightly, I walked back up the stairs with my arms full. Now that the sex fog had cleared, the concern I’d had that stemmed from our run in the forest crept back to the forefront of my mind.
Our wolves had taken to one another immediately, which wasn’t a surprise since Fate was the one dealing the cards here. They had gotten along so well and bonded immediately, but that was not the concern.
The concern was the injured rabbit she’d somehow brought back from the brink of death.
We needed to have an open and honest conversation about that damn rabbit. Either my eyes had played tricks on me or something miraculous had occurred, and there was no way I could deny she was the source of said miracle. Although, I couldn’t imagine bringing this topic up would make either of us very happy.
I retraced the timeline of our evening. We had chased each other for hours, but then she’d suddenly dropped out of sight. I’d followed her scent until I found her staring down at a dying rabbit. Even from where I’d stood, I could hear the labored breathing and the decreasing heartbeat. My wolf had wanted that rabbit.
Then, out of nowhere, that little fucker had jolted as if shocked by electric paddles. The rabbit hopped out of sight as if it had never been hurt.
I’d stared in disbelief and even glanced around to make sure no one else had been around, because if anyone else had seen, it would be damaging to her. She was an anomaly. Thankfully, we were alone.
Liza must have healed that rabbit somehow; there was no other explanation. Nature didn’t work that way.
“Good morning, Tyson.” Mother’s voice pulled me out of my head.
She was dressed to the nines in a Prada pants suit and Gucci heels.
In all of my life, I’d never been able to figure out how a woman like my mother, who required so much maintenance, was such a morning person. Most people would take some time to wake up, maybe read the paper and drink a cup of coffee. Not my mother. The moment her feet hit the floor, she was raring to go and ready to conquer the world.
