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Never had a phrase felt so good and natural for me to say. If anyone else had been in this bed, they would have probably left. But Matéo was different. He didn’t shy away from a challenge.
Which meant he didn’t back down fromme.
He lifted his face and stood up, causing me to stumble back a step. He caught my waist to keep me from falling over, one hand squeezing my bottom as the other traced the sensitive area beneath my chin. My eyelids fluttered while my chin tilted slightly.
“Ma petite fleur, you love to agitate me, don’t you?” he whispered in a husky voice. “I’m starting to think you do it just to get punished.”
I whimpered, “N-no, sir.”
“Prove me wrong. Be good.”
“No.”
How easy it was to lure his wolf to the surface. His eyes flashed red and he traced the curve of my bottom to the slit between my legs. The way his fingers teased me made me mewl, inspiring me to buck. I grabbed his shoulders as my knees weakened. I would have dropped to the ground were it not for him using his body to keep me upright.
“Go run a bath,” he commanded, fingers pushing to meet the arousal soaking through my jeans. “And strip.”
I shuddered. “What if I—?”
“Now.”
His tone sent me to the bathroom where I prepared the tub. I fumbled with the knobs, gathered as many towels as possible, and shucked my clothes to the ground, shivering with anticipation when he walked in not wearing a damn thing. His cock stood at attention, the tip weeping fluid. The sight of it made me drool.
He snapped his fingers. “In the tub.”
I stepped inside the hot water, whimpering as I lowered myself into it. The temperature was practically perfect and there was just enough room for him. He shut off the knobs and joined me, every layer of him kissed by the surface of the water and drawing my attention to each chiseled curve.
My nipples hardened when he leaned back. “Clean me up.”
I grabbed a cloth and lathered it with soap, eager to touch him. It was less about bathing him at this point and more about getting close to his sexy form. Heat radiated everywhere I swept the cloth, every inch of him begging to be worshiped. It made me nervous to consider whether he felt the same.
But the moment the fear entered my mind, his fingers tapped my chin, commanding my gaze.
“So, youcanbe good,” he teased. “But can you keep being good?”
I nodded lazily, my eyelids weighing heavy with desire. He stood up, rivulets of water trickling down his torso and thighs, his cock still halfway erect and coaxing me into action. My lips circled and descended as his fingers twisted into my hair. His shuddering groan encouraged me, causing me to drop the cloth and focus on pleasing him.
I didn’t have a ton of sexual experiences under my belt, but I had enough experience to understand that blowjobs were just one of those things that drove guys wild. A lot of them started thrusting at this point.
But Matéo? He didn’t move an inch. Barely so much as a hump came out of him while I hollowed my cheeks and peered up at him with round doe-like eyes. He gripped my hair every so often and retained a steel expression, the corners of his mouth quirking up whenever I dragged my tongue under the tip of his cock.
“Very good,” he praised. He tugged on my hair enough to break my lips away from his cock. “Now it’s your turn.”
Excitement coursed through me as he sank into the tub and urged me to stand. Once I was out of the water, he buried his tongue into my slit, pushing a loud moan from my lips. I teetered, terror lashing through me until he caught my legs. His talented tongue explored every fold like he had before, spending every second attending the layers hidden between my legs.
Just as I danced on the edge of an orgasm, he sat on the edge of the tub and pulled me into his lap. The head of his cock teased my entrance while he bowed forward, cradling me against him. I wrapped my legs around his waist and sheathed him, not bothering to wait for his command or any teasing questions that might have been dancing on his lips.
No more waiting. No more teasing. Justhim. Every inch of him. It didn’t matter that the once warm water had turned my skin to ice. I wasn’t worried about the way my moans bounced off the tile or how his grunts had shifted into famished growls. I welcomed his cock with the kind of relief brought on by the first rays of sun after a harsh winter.
I groaned when he nuzzled into my breast. “Yes, right there.”
He kept his pace steady. “Like this, little wolf?”
“Yes, sir. Don’t stop. Oh,fuck…”
Smacks reverberated around us while I soared high, unable to control just where I was going to fall. My thighs clenched and my core tightened as I exploded into a thousand pieces. Stars swam over my vision as my eyes rolled back. He clutched my shoulders and slammed me down on his cock, nipping my neck as he came inside me.
Water sloshed around me as he dunked us into the tub. He had pulled out, the mess of us washed away by the bath. The same cloth I had used minutes ago traveled my body, gently caressing each part of my body. I hummed contentedly as he bathed me, treating me like I was more precious to him than anything in the world.
