Font Size:  

“Please, Seff, please make love to me.”

His mouth curved against mine. “I am makin’ love to you.”

I slid the palm of my hand along the length of his erection. “This.” He gasped, then groaned as I pressed my hand in harder. “I want this.”

“It’s all yours, darlin’, and I’m gonna give it to you, but please trust me to take care of you.”

“I trust you.” The truth surprised me. The words flowed out without a moment’s hesitation. Of all the times I’d said it before, all the times in the past when those words had been a lie, it was the first time I hadn’t struggled with that declaration.

Seff’s dark eyes, so full of love, turned serious as he gazed down at me.

“I swear to all the ancient gods, I will never give you a reason to question your faith in me.”

“And I give you the same promise.”

One dark eyebrow lifted as he grinned. “Race you to the bed.”






CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

I’d won that race.

Oh, and I’d won thatslow downdebate as well.

I had to give Seff credit. He tried to go slow. He really did at first.

I dove for my bed, tugged my cami up over my head, and tossed it.

Seff ran his fingers along the edge of my underwear. “You sure you don’t want to take this slow?”

I grinned and shook my head. “Don’t you dare.”

A broad smile spread across Seff’s face. He didn’t waste time as he slipped my underwear down my legs and off my feet. He unbuttoned his jeans, shoved them down, and stepped out of them. The pale glow of lantern light in the other room threw Seff’s big male body into shadows. Then he was on me, pressing me deep into the comforter-covered mattress. His rough hands roamed all over me while I touched every inch of him I could reach. His hard kisses fed my need and only drove my hunger for him.

The wolf inside me begged to be set free, to mate with him in the most elemental way.

I wedged my hand between us and wrapped it around his long, heavy erection.

“Des, wait...” He grunted.

Not giving in, I squeezed him, and my fingers didn’t even meet around his wide girth. His skin felt tight and hot, and beneath my fingertips, the rapid beat of his heart pulsed through his length.

He groaned as I whispered, “Seff, I...” Desire burned inside me. “I need you.”

His masculine scent intensified, filling the warm air of my tiny bedroom with the fragrance of pine and green apples, with a sweet undertone of the other scent I recognized as part of him—orange blossoms and honey.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com