Page 28 of Wild in Spirit


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“You’re cold.”

Shit. Shit. Thirty seconds ago, she would have given her left tit for him to put his hands on her ass and grind into her. But seeing him in all his naked glory had her melting and ready to give him the world.Her own internal battle was giving her whiplash, and she fought through the mix of emotions.

No. No. Not today. She needed to get her mind right, and him shirtless wasn’t going to help.

“Why don’t you sit beside me instead? Just the wind kicking up gave me a shiver. Really, I’m okay now.”

He paused only a couple feet away, the tails of his shirt hanging down, and her eyes dropped from the subtle lines of his toned and lean stomach to his crotch, then back up to his face for the first time. At this angle, the moon finally illuminated his features enough for her to savor every inch, and boy, did she.

No baby face on him. Every inch was hard, angular, and strong. High cheekbones with full, sculpted lips and a light dusting of a beard gave him a dangerous sharpness that took her breath away.

But his eyes. They bore into her soul, like he could see everything she was hiding. They lit up a light golden brown, no—amber gold—dark around the edges, with tiny flecks of bright color. She stared so long that she forgot everything she wanted to say, every reason she had for running away from this man.

Before she knew it, she was leaning into him, hand slipping under his shirt, lifting her lips to his. She needed to feel him. She needed his mouth, his hands, his body against hers.But she hadonly brushed her lips against his, merely a tease before he pulled away, his hand gently cupping her chin as he caught her eyes again.

“This isn’t what you want. I can feel it.”

Her mind whirled with chaos, bouncing between her impulses and her resolve. None of that mattered anymore. Her body was on fire and her instincts screamed for her to climb this man like a tree.She grabbed fistfuls of his shirt, taking him by surprise and twisting him around toward the bench. He didn’t resist, merely grabbing her ass when she straddled him, and she pushed the lapels of his shirt over his broad shoulders, hungrily pressing her lips to his neck.

Biting, sucking, and licking up his throat, she pulled his mouth to hers, grinding in his lap. But he slowed her pace, commanding her lips, and she broke away, desperate for control. Burying her face in his neck, she could barely keep her beast in check as her body took over, trying to feel every inch of his skin against hers. Working her hips, she rolled her pussy against his very hard dick over and over, and when he bucked into her slightly, she moaned, pressing against him harder.

“Fuck me, Nassau. I need…”

His hands dug into her ass, involuntarily rocking with her, before they skated upwards, moving along her skin, searing, and heating every inch until he caught her wrists and pulled them away from his neck.

“You came out here to get away. I won’t take advantage of that. I can take you home. That’s it.”

“I need you.”

His grip on her wrists tightened when she tried to pull away, and he cinched them behind her back with one hand, while the other grabbed under her chin, tilting her face to his.

“It’s not what you truly want. This feeling is temporary.”

But the beautiful amber eyes were gone, darkened into the black eyes of his wolf, so she knew he wanted her. She could feel him straining against his jeans, and just knew it would only take a little encouragement to get him to give in. She was wild with need, her mating instinct taking over, and she didn’t care that she wasn’t thinking clearly.

“Let me go, and I promise I will show you what I want. Because if you won’t give it to me, then I’ll take care of myself. Maybe I’ll let you watch.” She punctuated her words by rocking her hips faster, harder, never breaking eye contact with him as her breathy moans filled the air.“Fuck. You feel so good, and you’re not even inside me yet.”

She turned her head slightly, jerking her chin from his grasp, and pulling his thumb between her lips, sucking hard. But he didn’t react, keeping his eyes locked with hers until he pulled his thumb away.

“You know you want to be balls deep in this pussy. You need me too. Just fuck me already.”

She was crazed and needy, the bond overtaking all the logic and rules she had set for herself, and she knew it, but didn’t care anymore. So, when he released her arms, she groaned as his hand slid between her legs. Pushing past the material of her half-skirt, middle finger first around the tiny black triangle of her thong, he moved in tiny circles around her clit. She practically sobbed in relief, her hands clenching around his biceps, nails digging into his skin.

“Right fucking there. Oh my, fuck…so damned good. Shit.”

Expertly, his fingers slid inside of her, and she leaned back, her palms on his knees behind her as his thumb worked her clit, and he fucked her with his hand. Pulling her knees to her chest, she hooked her heels against the bench on either side of his body, lifting herself in the air to meet his thrusts.

“More, I need more, damnit.” But he only slowed his movements, curling his fingers, and the heel of his hand slamming into her over and over rhythmically. She felt her own wetness dripping down her ass when the deep-seated pleasure overwhelmed her. He was hitting just the right spots, and she began to shake, tremors coursing through her body when she screamed low and desperate. “Yessss. Fuckity fuck fuck.”

She came long and hard, eventually hunching over him to bury her face in his neck once again, trapping his arm between them. For the first time in a long time, she felt sated and whole. Her mate. Hers.

When he pulled his hand from her pussy, she collapsed into him, melting her body to his, and he lifted his fingers to his lips, cleaning them with his tongue, then sucking them one by one while she watched.

So fucking hot. At this point, she was practically drooling, so she sat up on her knees, reaching between them to unbutton his pants. “Cancel all your plans. I’m going to fuck your brains out tonight.”

His movements were swift, and before she knew it, he had grabbed her by the waist and stood, setting her on the ground and backing away.Once again, she reached for his pants, confused, and still panting. What the hell?

“I took care of you for now. That’s all that matters. Tomorrow, when you’re feeling less overwhelmed, we can discuss more if you’re still interested. But not this way.”

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