Page 44 of The Enforcers: KANE

She ran her fingers up and down his arm, raking it ever so lightly with her nails. It made him shiver. Rachelle smiled. “You like that?”

“Yeah.”

“What else do you like?”

He shrugged. He didn’t really know. He’d never taken the time to find out.

Rachelle’s smile deepened, and she pushed him with one finger until he was lying on his back. “Let’s see,” she said.

She started exploring his body with her hands and her mouth, the way he’d done with her. She found sensitive spots he never knew he had—the spot just below his ear, the crease of his thigh. She bit his pec lightly, right near the center of his chest, and his cock surged. “Fuck,” he said.

She smiled. “I’ve been wanting to bite you there since the night I saw you naked in the parking lot.”

“Really?”

“Mmmm.”

“You can do it again.”

“So, wolves like biting?”

“This wolf does.”

She nipped at his neck, his thigh, the skin just above his hipbone. It was exquisite torture—her lips, her fingers, her teeth. Sexy bites. But when her mouth moved to his cock, Kane wanted to howl with pleasure. “No bites now,” he gasped.

Rachelle giggled. “You’re no fun,” she said. She explored with her tongue instead, licking the head of his cock, sliding it inside and fucking it with her wet sexy mouth. Her hand wrapped around the base of his shaft, slicking across his skin, her other hand cupping his balls, stroking them.

Just when he thought he would shatter into a million pieces, she stopped, running her hands up his chest and crawling up his body, rubbing her breasts on his sweat-slicked skin.

“Ffuuck,” he managed. “Don’t stop.”

“I need you in me,” she whispered against his lips, her hair falling around his face and across his chest.

God, he wanted that. He wanted it every way he could think of: thrusting from behind; her riding him with her gorgeous tits bobbing, him on top with her legs over his shoulders. He wanted it fast and slow and rough and caring, all at the same time.

But this first time, he wanted it to be special.

He flipped her on her back and moved over her, the head of his cock nudging her warm, wet entrance. Her dark eyes looked up into his, and she cupped one cheek gently, rubbing her thumb against the stubble on his cheek.

“Hi, Hunter,” she said.

That made him smile. “Hey, Raven.”

He took her other hand and interlaced his fingers with hers, moving their joined hands back over her head. Leaning on his elbows, he kissed her slowly and tenderly.

Then he pushed into her, inch by inch. She relaxed and welcomed him in, pulling her knees up so he could thrust even deeper. He felt Wolf as a rumbling hum in his chest. When his full length was inside her, he kissed her again.

“Oh, yeah,” she whispered against his lips. “That’s what I’m talkin’ about.”

He smiled at her again. No one had ever made him feel this wanted. Tears pricked the corners of his eyes, and his chest felt like it was breaking apart.

He pulled partly out and thrust inside her, slowly at first, then faster. Her heat and softness, her slick wetness, the way she matched his rhythm and made those fucking sexy sounds of pleasure, made him crazy.

For the first time in ten years, he forgot to think, forgot to stay in control. He lost himself in the sensations, thrusting faster and harder, adjusting to her movements and her sounds of pleasure.

He shifted his weight and moved her thigh so he could go deeper, hitting her clit with every thrust. She started moaning, louder. “Oh, God, Kane,” she cried out, over and over, making him even hotter.

Rachelle shuddered underneath him, her climax shaking her body and rippling across his thrusting cock. The feeling of her clenching around him sent him over the edge, and he pounded into her until a tidal wave of ecstasy rolled over him.