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I felt that warm coil from my Lycan side awaken. I hadn’t felt my inner wolf rise since that night in the woods, when she rose to protect me. Caelan told me although that side of me was strong, my animal may only rise in times of distress. I was strangely okay with that, because right now I still had so much newness in my life that I had to sort out. Maybe once things settled and cleared, I’d try to explore that part of me more.
I was happy and content with my life.
I closed my eyes and let a smile spread across my mouth as that pilot light of lust slowly started to build again. I focused on Caelan’s hardness, on the feel of the masculine lines of his body and the way he was so much bigger than me. I felt so tiny compared to him.
When I felt his muscles tighten, and I heard him inhale deeply, followed by a rough groan, I knew he’d picked up on the scent of my arousal. Good, that’s exactly what I wanted. I wanted him to be lost in the thoughts and promise of our naked bodies pressed together. I wanted him only thinking about how good it would feel as we came together.
I pushed myself up and away from him so I could look down at my mate, the long fall of my dark hair hanging over one shoulder. My nipples tightened, not just from the sudden chill in the air when the blanket slipped off me, but also from the desire as I looked at the man I’d fallen in love with.
Caelan stared into my face with such reverence, such consumption, that there was no doubt he’d forever be devoted to me.
He lowered his gaze to my breasts, his mouth slightly parted, his canines growing from his lust. His desire saturated the air strong enough that even I could smell the wild, carnal aroma.
“Darragh,” he groaned, and before I knew what was happening, he had me straddling his waist, my thighs split on either side of him, the thickness of his huge cock nudging my soaked pussy. “I’m insatiable for ye.”
That had a smile forming, one that was female appreciation mixed with pure sexual desire. I placed my hands on his hard, defined pectoral muscles. I moved my palms down and over his small, hard copper-colored nipples. His head kicked back, but he kept his gaze locked on me.
And then I slid my fingers along the rolling hills of his abdomen, feeling them clench under my touch because he was so receptive to me. God, the strength in this man was tangible.
Although the bed was massive, his shoulders were so broad they seemed to take up the entire width. I felt so tiny on top of him, my skin a pale hue compared to his golden tone.
“My Darragh,” he growled. “I ache for ye, lass. Put me inside ye,” he said low, his voice a tense mix of begging and arousal.
I rose up on my knees and reached between our bodies to grip the huge stalk of his cock. His back arched as if my very touch scorched him. I aimed the bulbous tip of his erection at my entrance, and without any preamble, I slid down, engulfing all those big inches, feeling that stretch and burn because he was just so thick.
We both shouted hoarsely, and my head fell back as my eyes closed. The breath left me on a rush as I rose up and slid back down, the wetness I created for him making my movements slick and easy. Almost obscene.
He growled low and curled his fingers around my waist, the feeling of his nails turning into claws and gently pressing against my skin a dangerous aphrodisiac. I felt more wetness spill from me, coating his dick even more as I rose up and sank back down on him.
Up and down. Up and down.
“That’s it.” His voice was nothing but a distorted sound.
I placed my hands behind me on his muscular thighs and curled my nails into his flesh, holding on as I rode him. And every time I slammed down on Caelan, he met me with the same thrusting upward motion from his hips.
Soon we were working in tandem. The sound of the headboard banging against the wall and of my wet pussy sucking at his dick turned me on even more, and I moaned loudly, knowing that no one could hear us because we were still at the other end of the estate, but not caring if we woke the whole house. I was too lost in the pleasure to worry about anything else.
“Ahhh, that’s it, my sweet girl.” He thrust up especially hard, and I cried out as an orgasm ripped through me. “That’s it. Hell, that’s sooo it. Yeah… gods, yes, Darragh.”
