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“You look so fucking sexy,” I murmur, before diving back in for another taste of her lips. “You’ve been driving me crazy all night.”
When I move forward again, we both topple onto the couch and she squeals in surprise, clinging to me so we don’t fall on the floor. I wrap an arm around her, hoisting her further along the couch, so I have room to settle between her thighs. My hands stroke higher under the hem of her pretty dress and shove it up to her waist.
“Oh goddess,” Maya moans, throwing an arm over her eyes as she tilts her head back against the cushions.
“Fuck, yes,” I growl when I see the pale-yellow, flimsy lace panties Maya has on are damp already. Pressing my nose to her pussy, I inhale deeply, and I know my eyes have turned the amber colour of my wolf’s. Her scent is intoxicating. I yank the material off, a loud rip breaking the silence of our suite, and immediately replace it with my mouth. Licking and sucking like a man possessed, I swirl my tongue around her clit, getting harder and harder with every breathy moan and whimper that escapes her swollen pink lips.
Maya grabs a cushion and grips it tight, before pressing it to her face as her core clenches. Her body is so responsive to me. She’s nearing her release already. Lifting my head, I frown, snatching the cushion and flinging it across the room and out of her reach.
“Your orgasm is mine, Maya. I want to see it and I want to fucking hear it.”
She blinks at me, looking dazed, but her expression turns to one of rapture as I push two fingers inside her tight, wet heat while holding her gaze. I stroke her clit with my thumb, and she writhes underneath me, each thrust of my fingers making her breath faster as she chases her climax. Her pussy pulses around me and I curl my fingers, brushing them against the front wall of her channel, finding the little bundle of nerves that causes her to call my name as her ass lifts into the air. Using my other hand, I pin her back down, right where I want her. Her attempts to wriggle in my grasp are making it even harder not to lose control. She has no idea what she’s doing to me.
With my fingers still stroking inside her, I drag the front of her dress down and take one tight nipple between my lips. I love that her pert little tits don’t need a bra. Easier access for me. After a little nip, I suck and nip it, adding a little pain to her pleasure.
When she stops speaking and her only noises are incoherent mumbles, I push on, harder, faster, determined to feel her as she comes wrapped around my fingers again. With a roar, she lifts her hips and presses her pussy hard against my palm, needing that harder pressure on her clit to tip her over the edge. Her back arches back, pulse after pulse of her pleasure grips my fingers as her release rips through her. Her claws extend and she puts a row of deep slices through the expensive sofa. It’s worth it to see the dreamy, satisfied look on her face as she sinks back, her body turning boneless before my eyes.
I wrap her in my arms and pull her up to sit, lifting her into my lap and cuddling her against me. She rests a hand against my chest and presses her face into my neck, her breathing beginning to even out as she comes down from her high. Stroking a hand over her hair, I tuck the loose, messy strands behind her ears. My heart is full of adoration for this precious woman.
When I stand with her still in my arms and make my way toward her bedroom, she looks up at me, drowsy and confused.
“Nathan?” She clutches my shirt in her delicate hands as I lower her down to the mattress and step away. I stop so I don’t pull her forward with me before moving back in to give her a gentle kiss as I pry myself from her grip.
“Sleep, Maya. I’ll be right next door. I told you there would be no sex until you’re ready to wear my mark, and I mean it, but if I get into that bed beside you, I can’t promise I won’t cave.”
Even if it kills me, I won’t break my promise. She won’t get any pressure from me to complete the bond. We’re doing this at her pace. My wolf isn’t exactly happy, but he’ll get over it. Maya nods sleepily before tugging a white sheet over herself and snuggling into the sumptuous pillow with a content little moan. Her eyes are already closed, and her cheeks are flushed. She’s never looked more beautiful.
As she drifts off to sleep almost instantly, I force myself to leave and go into my room right next door. My cock is aching. It’s throbbing with unfulfilled need and the desire to go straight back to my mate, part her thighs, and sink deep. I let out a frustrated groan as I strip down quickly, my cock jutting straight out, tenting my boxers, and making it impossible to relax.
Realising I’m never going to sleep like this, I conjure the image of Maya, dark hair sticking up everywhere and looking thoroughly satisfied after she’s come. My hands slide into my boxers, and I grip my hard length, pushing the material away to free it.
If this is what it’s going to be like every night, this is going to be the hardest two weeks of my life.
CHAPTER 27
MAYA
Drumming my fingers on the crisp white sheets, I sigh, turning onto my side and shoving an arm under my pillow to get comfortable. Even though the mattress is like a cloud, I can’t relax. After falling into a deep, orgasm-induced sleep, I woke in the early hours and have been staring at the ceiling ever since. Once the clock hits six am, I give up and roll out of the bed, feeling groggy as I throw on some shorts and a vest top, hoping a run might help wake me up.
I pad out to the living area and sit on the plush sofa to tie my laces. My face flushes as I trace my fingers over the tears in the couch, remembering what we did here last night. And what we did yesterday beside the pool. The creak of a door opening wakes me from my thoughts, and I jump to my feet. What has he done to me? I’m a woman obsessed.
When I spin around, Nathan emerges from his room with just a bright white towel slung around his hips. His brown hair is messy, like he spent the night tossing and turning as well. The expanse of tanned skin on display has my mouth watering. I’ve seen him naked. I know how beautiful his body is, with his broad chest and defined abs. The memory of running my hands over those bulging biceps is burned into my brain.
Seeing it in the light of day is another story altogether. It’s too early to be around someone so devastatingly handsome. A line of dark hair runs from his navel down into the towel and I can’t take my eyes off it. My brain knows what treasure lies at the end of that rainbow, and my body wants it.
“Need coffee,” he mumbles as he strolls past, heading straight for the fancy coffee machine on the sideboard. “Do you want one?”
Shaking my head, I blink rapidly a few times to snap myself out of my daze. The towel moves as he walks, and I see the silhouette of his cock and the outline of his taut ass flexing. I’m praying it slips and falls to the ground. He stands with his back to me fiddling with the coffee machine, and I stare transfixed at the curve of his backside beneath the fluffy towel. Forcing my eyes up to a more respectable height, I watch the muscles ripple on his back. A pale silvery scar near his hip glints at me. When Nathan turns around and he sees me looking at it, he leans back against the sideboard and groans in pleasure as he brings the cup to his lips.
“Rex,” he says simply, answering my unspoken question. “He wasn’t himself for a long time after being rejected. He’d go for these runs, for days, but he was reckless, like he was trying to get himself caught or killed… he didn’t always appreciate our attempts to bring him home.”
Drawn toward him, I walk closer and reach out a finger, trailing it over the thin, jagged claw mark. That must have hurt. It must have been really deep if it didn’t heal completely.
“I’m sorry. That must have been tough.”
Nathan’s jaw clenches and he sucks in a deep breath as he studies where I’m touching him.
“It was worse for Rex,” he replies, staring into his coffee, which he seems to have almost finished despite the fact that it is scalding hot.
