I shucked off my jeans and retrieved a condom from my wallet before tossing it to the floor.
“Mmmm,” she said against my mouth. “I see you came prepared.”
“You never know when you’ll need to rescue a beautiful woman from imminent death and she’ll be so grateful that she wants to fuck your brains out.”
Daphne snorted with laughter until tears streamed from her eyes. “Oh my God, Travis, are you always this insufferable?”
“Normally, I’m much worse.”
I unbuttoned my shirt she wore and kissed my way down her exquisite body. I gently grazed my teeth over one nipple before drawing it into my mouth, making it peak even further. She arched her back and moaned. Heaven’s Moon, she had beautiful breasts, full and lush…and I couldn’t wait to see them bouncing in my face as she rode me. But that would have to wait, I told myself, as I slid lower.
Her fingers dug into my shoulders. “What are you doing?”
“What’s it look like I’m doing?” I growled, kissing her belly and pushing her thighs apart even further.
“I didn’t know wolves were into that sort of thing.”
I lifted my head and peered up at her. “Darlin’, I’m into everything. Why would you think I wouldn’t be?”
Worry lines creased her forehead. Something was wrong. I stopped what I was doing and drew myself up again. She’d mentioned the fact that I was a werewolf. Maybe she washaving a change of heart. “Is this too much? Because I’ll stop in a heartbeat if it is.”
Her cheeks colored and it took a moment for her to reply. “It’s not that. It’s just that...” Her voice trailed off, and she blinked a few times. I wasn’t sure if she was collecting her thoughts or if she didn’t want to share them. I kept quiet to give her room to think. “It’s just that Gavin—my ex-fiancé—wasn’t really into...it. Said it grossed him out.”
“It? You mean oral sex?” I kissed her forehead, her cheeks, her temples, trying to take away her shame. “That’s his fucking problem. Not yours.”
“Well, hewasinto it. But just the receiving end. It was me he wasn’t into like that.”
A white-hot rage rushed through me. If I ever met that selfish asshole, I’d throat-punch him then rip his head off. “How long were you together?”
“A few years,” she answered softly.
“And before him?”
“There were a few guys before him but I’d...” Her words trailed off and she wouldn’t meet my gaze.
“Never had an orgasm that way,” I finished for her.
She bit her lip and nodded, unleashing something deep inside me.
I twirled a finger around her nipple and nuzzled her neck. “Would you be game to try? Because I’d love nothing more than to pleasure you like that. But only if you want me to.”
Her eyes were bright as she searched my face. “Okay,” she said tentatively, as if she wanted to believe me but still wasn’t sure.
My inner wolf surged with pride that she trusted me like that.
I would need to be slow and gentle. Take my time with her. Show her with my actions that I was just as into it as she was. Ididn’t know how much time I had with Daphne here on the island, but I intended to make the most of it.
In fact, I had an idea. “Are you warm enough now?” I asked.
She rubbed her foot against the back of my leg. It wasn’t cold anymore. “Yes, very. But that doesn’t mean I want you to stop trying to warm me up.”
I got out of bed and heard her sharp intake of breath. I glanced over to see her staring at my admittedly large erection jutting out in front of me, and my wolf preened.
“What are you doing?” she asked, nostrils slightly flared.
“You’ll see.” After stoking the fire again, I headed to the basin and removed the scratched mirror from the wall. I carried it to the bed, propped it on a nearby chair and adjusted it. Then I climbed back under the covers with her. “I want you to watch what I’m doing to you. And then I want you to tell me if you think I’m enjoying myself or not.”
She quirked her lips. “Are you giving me homework?Oral sexhomework?”
