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The moment I tasted her, my wolf went feral. I scrambled to maintain a cool demeanor before we did something we might regret later. I could feel my claws poking through my fingertips and toes. My teeth ached as they grew long enough to bite.
Pearl’s hands moved to my hair, her fingers spearing through the strands before grabbing a handful. I was rock hard, unable to hide my erection from her. No doubt she felt it, but still, she didn’t pull away.
She dropped down to her normal height, pulling me with her. Leaning down, I gripped the back of her thighs and picked her up. She made a relieved sound in her throat, never breaking the kiss, and I wanted to bury myself inside her.
The junction of her thighs rubbed my dick through my pants, making me see stars. I turned abruptly, setting her on the table, my research forgotten. I growled when her nails scraped my scalp and made my hips push forward until I could feel the heat of her.
My lips moved away from hers exploring her jaw then her throat. The sounds she made spurred me on, and my hands slipped under her shirt, fingers gliding over her smooth skin.
“Pearl.” I moaned her name as I nipped at her collarbone, enjoying her sharp intake of breath at my touch.
Chapter Thirteen
Pearl
What was I doing?The thought reverberated through my mind over and over again. I heard it, knew what it meant, but ignored it.
Rylan’s hands on my skin felt so, so good. With only a few simple touches, he’d brought me to the edge faster than I could bring myself.
I felt him everywhere, and I remembered how long it had been since I’d dared have a physical relationship with a man.
As wolves, we needed touch almost as much as we needed air. Usually being near Arden was enough to take the edge off, but about a year ago, it became too much.
Kam was a temp from another pack. He was young and had kind eyes. He noticed my aversion to everyone and sweetly tried to befriend me. He was attractive but didn’t get me going. I’d thought maybe that was what I needed.
My wolf convinced me we needed it, so I went to him with a proposition that any warm-blooded man couldn’t refuse. He didn’t, and a workplace tryst started and just as quickly ended when he was called to a new position.
The sex was good but not something I’d call great. It did the trick though. He’d scratched an itch that eventually wore off, which was what I was going to blame my current situation on.
My wolf huffed, annoyed at me for not enjoying the moment. But I was definitely enjoying this while also trying to remember how it had escalated.
He’d pulled me in, intending to comfort me, but that wasn’t enough. I needed more. The tingling in my arm that happened whenever I was near him had died down until it was a distant hum under my skin.
Rylan swept his tongue into my mouth, and every thought disappeared from my mind, until all I could think of, and feel, was him. I moaned as heat coursed through me; I was burning up. My fingers glided through his hair, the soft strands feeling like velvet against my palms.
I was on the edge of the table, Rylan wedged between my thighs, his erection pressing against my core with delicious pressure. His lips moved down to my jaw then my neck. He nipped at my collarbone pushing me closer to the edge I was on.
He moaned my name, his lips never leaving my skin. I was panting, the heat revving up to scorching, with no end in sight.
“Please,” I begged, needing movement, needing friction.
Rylan’s hands were under my shirt, caressing my skin with an intensity that I had never experienced. I wanted to touch him, feel his skin with my hands and explore every dip and curve of his muscular body.
He pushed closer, hands gripping my waist as he ground his cock against me. I hissed when the movement caught my clit. Tossing my head back, I moved my hips, mirroring his motions, until I was yelling with every thrust, begging him not to stop.
His hands moved to grip my hips, continuing to rub himself against me, until my muscles tightened. I cried out as an orgasm swept me away as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through my body. Through it all, Rylan held me as I broke apart and came together again.
My chest was heaving with the aftershocks of the best orgasm I’d ever had while Rylan ran his hands over every inch of me that he could.
“Fucking perfect,” he groaned against my neck, sending shivers down my back.
I wrapped my arms around his neck while the realization of what had just happened, what I’d allowed to happen, settled my mind, erasing all the tingling feelings.What had I done?I swallowed, fighting the tears that threatened to choke me. My hands found his chest, and gently but firmly, I pushed him back.
Rylan didn’t fight me, and I almost wished he had. His green-gray eyes found mine, and his jaw clenched when he saw the look on my face. This had been a mistake. A monumental mistake that I was certain we’d never come back from. It had happened so fast since I was starved for intimacy. I’d let this go too far.
I opened my mouth to tell him as much, but the painful look on his face made me stop. It might have been a mistake for me, but for him it was clearly the opposite for him. I shouldn’t have allowed this.
“I’m sorry,” I managed to get out as tears pricked my eyes.
