So fucking good.
Though she had nothing to compare Wade’s kisses to, she couldn’t imagine that anyone could kiss better than he did. Her sleepy body bounded to life as his tongue met hers. Her knees grew weak when his hands parted her robe. A moan flew from her mouth when the back of his hand brushed against her breast.
She should slow things down with him. That’s what a good girl would do. To find a way to control the emotions coursing through her. What had always been expected of her because of who she was.
But Adalyn was tired of being a good girl and doing as everyone expected of her. She didn’t want to be a good girl. She wanted this man more than she’d ever wanted anything in her life. His taste filled her mouth, his scent wrapped around her, enveloping her and making her dream of a different reality—a new future one she’d never dared to envision. Raw heat twisted through her body, begging for an outlet.
Her life, as she knew it, was over. Adalyn found herself at a crossroads. She could either follow the plan her mother had laid out for her, infiltrate and take over the pack, or forge her own path and become part of the pack. Have a real family for once in her miserable life. Her days of being trapped in her room with no one to talk to would be over.
Wade’s hand slid between her thighs.
The time for thinking was over. All possibilities of coherent thought fled when his finger brushed against her clit.
“I need to taste you,” Wade whispered in her ear.
“God, yes!” she cried out when his finger dipped inside her.
Heat flooded her body. She had never understood couples who couldn’t seem to keep their hands off of each other and hated any sort of public displays of affection, thinking it had been disgusting, barbaric behavior by people who lacked self-control. Now that she’d been clued in, she wanted all of it.
Adalyn’s arms wrapped around his neck. “Yes,” she cried into his mouth as his lips crushed against hers once more. Gods, she wanted him, more than she had ever wanted anything in the entirety of her life. Desire, lust, anticipation—all of it flooded her veins, making her dizzy. Her legs trembled beneath her. Her arms tightened around his neck for support.
A gasp flew from her mouth when he scooped her up into his arms and placed her gently on the bed. She knew she should say no to whatever he planned to do to her, but it all felt so damn good. How could she possibly ask him to stop when she never wanted the pleasure he offered to end?
His palm slid over her foot and up her calf, followed by his lips. He nipped gently at her skin. She tried to determine if his mouth was hotter than his hands, but finally gave up, instead focusing on the sensations surging through her. By the time Wade reached her inner thigh, she thought she would die from something, but she had no idea what. Her body raced to an unknown destination, her hands clawed at the blankets she had tossed across the bed, her mind flew to unknown heights.
The first swipe of his tongue over her pussy sent her over the edge. Every nerve in her body seemed to explode at the exact same time. Every muscle clenched and unclenched. Her heartbeat sped to the point of explosion. Breathing became a chore as Wade’s tongue parted her folds.
Destination reached—and surpassed.
All it took was one long, soft lick for Adalyn to reach the stars for the very first time.
