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“Wow,” I breathe the word, watching as he sinks onto the bed beside me. It’s the only appropriate word I can find right now.
“Wow, yourself.” Barrett’s hands find my waist, his calloused palms leaving a trail of sparks over my bare skin. My eyelids flutter closed for a beat as I savor the electrifying sensation of his touch. When I blink them open again, I’m met with the scorching heat of his dark gaze, seeming to strip me bare with its smoldering burn.
“I’m gonna kiss you again,” he says huskily against my lips.
I manage to squeak out “Mm-hmm” before we’re kissing again. And oh, what a kiss. My toes literally curl. All the anger and hurt that I’d been feeling just minutes ago evaporate like mist in the sun.
His fingers flick at the catch of my bra, and I feel my flesh swing free as my breasts are unconstrained. He palms one, still kissing me, his thumb sliding over my hardening nipple. It makes me moan into his mouth, the sound captured and then answered by his own low moan.
“God…I’ve wanted to do this since the first moment I saw you.”
“When I was a wolf?” I smile.
“I love your wolf. But that moment on the path, when you appeared out of nowhere. You were like a dream.”
“I was looking for you,” I whisper. Because it’s true. Without knowing it, I was drawn to him. I found him there for a reason.
Because he’s your mate.
Is he?
I’m not going to fight the feeling right now. In fact, my fingertips are drawn to the scar on his shoulder where my fangs sank in. Now just a set of pale silvery teeth marks.
A mate bite.
I can’t dwell on it right now because he’s trailing kisses down my throat. I let my head drop back, groaning as his mouth moves over my skin. When his teeth graze my nipple, my back bows, and I exhale sharply. His mouth moves to my other breast, leaving a cooling trail on my skin that makes me shiver when he blows on it.
And then he’s moving down…down… His lips brush against my stomach, and I gasp as his tongue swirls around my belly button. I arch my back, moaning as his mouth continues its downward journey. He’s like a man on a mission, and I can’t get enough of it.
His hands grip my hips, fingers digging into the softness of my ass as he slides my panties down my thighs, revealing me to him in the process. My cheeks flame at being so exposed, but it’s quickly replaced by desire as his heated gaze rakes over me.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers against my sex, and then his tongue is there, lapping at the sensitive folds between my legs.
“Oh…oh God…” I moan as pleasure ripples through me. His tongue is like fire against my slick flesh, teasing every nerve ending into life with each flick and swirl. My hips buck upward involuntarily, seeking more of that delicious sensation.
“Yes,” I pant out breathlessly, “right…right there.”
His hands slip underneath me, cupping my ass and lifting me up for better access as he buries his face between my thighs. His tongue dips inside me and then out again, swirling around the bundle of nerves that make me see stars behind my eyelids.
I’m on such a knife-edge of need that it’s all that it takes to send me over the edge.
“Barrett,” I cry out hoarsely as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me. It’s been so long since I’ve been touched like this…since anyone has touched me like this…and it feels so damn good!
His maddening tongue begins to slow as my breath comes back to me. When I manage to raise my head, his eyes are fixed on my face like he’s witnessing some kind of miracle.
Our gazes lock as he slides back up my body until he’s hovering over me. When his lips touch mine, they’re sweet with my juices, and I flick at them with the tip of my tongue.
“I need to be inside you,” he says against my mouth.
“Yes,” I say because there’s nothing I want more. Even with the last traces of my orgasm swirling away, I can still feel the need for him coiling in the pit of my belly. He settles between my thighs, and I spread my knees eagerly, loving how perfectly he fits between them.
With our eyes still locked, I slide my fingers between us, seeking out the weight of his cock. His hand guides mine down to where I want to be. I wrap my fingers around his girth, my eyelids fluttering closed as my palm experimentally squeezes, drawing a deep groan from his lips. He’s so hard, thick, and heavy in my grip. A delicious throb of anticipation pulses between my legs at the thought of him filling me up.
Angling the bulbous head against the mouth of my pussy, I feel him nudge my entrance, and I lift my hips, silently urging him on. “Please,” I breathe, my voice a thread of need. “Now.”
With a husky moan, he pushes inside me in a slow glide, stretching me deliciously as he fills me up inch by exquisite inch. It’s been so long since I’ve felt any kind of fullness – and certainly nothing like this. I love the sensation of his solid length embedded deeply within me.
He pulls back, almost all the way out, and I whimper at the loss. But then he’s pushing back into me again, beginning to thrust slowly as our bodies settle into a rhythm.
