She pulled his hair. “Stop,” she pleaded, but he didn’t. He held her tight, increased his pressure, and built her excitement to another fevered peak. “I can’t come again,” she cried.
You can and you will.
She let go of her resistance and allowed the intense sensations he offered her. He sensed her insides coiling, tightening.
Angel, there’s nothing I won’t give you. No pleasure I want you to miss.
Roz came with the power of a volcano. Her legs gripped the sides of his shoulders and shook as she convulsed and screamed into his pillow. When had she grabbed that?
He continued until she whimpered with her release.
Satisfied at last, he pressed kisses to her thighs and mons, letting her recover. Roz’s body entered a state of deep relaxation, and Konrad rested his face on her soft pubic hair.I love you.
She sighed her accord.
***
Roz opened her thoughts to him even further. The man was desperate. He hoisted himself from between her legs and lay down beside her. She knew he intended to let her rest, yet his want and need for her burned. She could almost feel his cock ache.
You’re an incredible lover.She managed to roll onto her side and stare into his blue eyes.
He ran his hand over her hip, to her thigh, and stroked her back. “I just follow where your body leads me.”
His gaze never wavered. She saw no guile in his expression. Tears burned behind her eyes and came dangerously close to spilling. She could hardly believe how much love they were sharing and enjoying.
Roz sensed deep layers in this man, things she couldn’t begin to understand. For the first time in her life, she was in love with someone who loved her just as deeply.
“Lie on your back.”
“I had hoped you’d rest awhile. I know I drained you.”
She grinned. “Yes, you did. But I want to give you your pleasure now. You need it too.”
“What would give me the most pleasure would be if you’d let me take you as a wolf takes his mate. I should warn you, though. I may want to mark you, and you need to be ready for it. I don’t want to scare you.”
“I’ve heard about marking. The Newton pack asked to see my mark.”
His eyes bulged. “What did you do?”
“I said I had no intention of showing them that, and I acted all huffy.”
He chuckled. “And they just dropped it?”
“Well, yeah. There wasn’t much they could do. I figured they wouldn’t strip search me to find it.”
He laughed. “First of all, it wouldn’t have been more embarrassing than showing them your bra strap. A male wolf marks his mate with a bite between her neck and shoulder.”
It was as if she hadn’t heard his words right and had to wait three seconds for a replay. Her heart momentarily lodged in her throat. “B-bite? Did you say you’re going to bite me?”
He shrugged. “L’il bit.”
She gasped. “Isn’t that how you became a werewolf in the first place? You…you promised I was safe with you!”
“And you are! I can mark you without turning you. But the mark provides more than just official evidence of our bond. You would have been even safer if you’d been able to show them my mark. Then the whole pack would have protected you with their lives. It’s our way.”
“Oh.” What now? She had accepted him for what he was. Didn’t that include his customs and traditions? But wait, he’d said he mightwantto. Did that mean he didn’t have to?
“Is this marking something you can control? Like, if I don’t want you to do it, can you skip it?”
