Using a bit more caution this time, she grabbed his erection and squeezed lightly. His chest expanded as if he had to work hard to let her continue.
“Tell me if I’m hurting you.”
A combination of a grunt, grumble, and huff escaped. “You can’t hurt him. Only torture him.”
His voice cracked and she hid her smile.
Go for it.
She inhaled and slid her mouth over the huge tip. Tightening her lips, she lowered her mouth only to realize she couldn’t take in but a fraction of him. She dipped a little lower and gagged. Immediately, she pulled up, a bit angry at herself for being so wimpy.
Dirk must have realized her dilemma because he lowered one arm and rubbed her shoulder. “It’s okay.”
Determined to please him, she tried again. To prevent his member from hitting the back of her throat, she swirled her tongue around his length, a sensation she found highly pleasurable. “Mmm.”
“You’re doing great, sweetheart.”
Encouraged, she pumped her hand up and down as she sucked on him. By mistake, she let her teeth touch the underside of the lip of the head and he squeezed her shoulder.
“That’s enough.”
Uh-oh. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt—”
“Shh.” He pulled her shoulders forward until her belly landed on his chest. “It’s all good. You did nothing wrong. I was about to explode.”
“Oh.” She had so much to learn about intimacy. The men she’d tasted hadn’t been so sensitive.
He cupped her face. “I’m going to love teaching you.”
He drew her bottom lip into his mouth. She relaxed and found the motion tender and endearing. When he let go, she arched up. “I want to touch you all over.”
He dropped his head back. “If you stay away from my cock.” He held up a finger. “And, if you see hair grow or my fangs extend, slow down.”
That didn’t sound good. “Is that because you’re excited?”
“More than you can ever know.”
No man had acted like it took so much effort to stay in control. The compliment did wonders for her self-esteem. She sat up and admired his sculpted shoulders, muscled chest, and the perfect amount of hair across his pecs.
She ran a palm across his chest. “You’re so beautiful.”
“Men aren’t beautiful. We’re manly.”
She giggled at the way his chin tucked under. Bolder now, she ran her hands over his rippled abs making sure to avoid the erection that was now purpled and bouncing. “Avoiding the danger zone.” She explored lower. “Do you think you could roll over for me?”
“You plan on spanking me?”
She never would have thought the taciturn man could be this much fun. “Maybe if you misbehave.”
“I can be bad. Very, very bad.”
He sat up so that their faces were inches from each other. He stole a quick kiss and turned over forcing her to get on her knees in the process. Each cheek was perfectly symmetrical and tight. “Nice.”
From being on his back, his ass was a little pink. She tapped it.
“You’ll have to put more force into it if you want see it get red. But note that turnabout is fair play.”
That was the second reference to spanking. The concept intrigued her, but she thought it was better to take one step at a time. She cupped his ass and tightened her fingers.
“Are men’s butts hard because they work out a lot or is yours super hard because you’re a wolf?”
“If you think I go around feeling other men’s asses, you’re seriously misinformed.”
She slapped one cheek hard. “Ouch.” Her palm stung.
His laugh came out as a rumble. In one twist, he flipped over. “I think it’s time I took over.”
Chapter Five
Before Elena could react, Dirk flipped her on her back and kissed her forehead.
“I want you to relax, sweetheart. I’ll take it as slow as I possibly can.” When his lips lifted, she swore she saw a fang. Holy smokes.
She gripped his shoulders. “Ah, Dirk?”
He ran his tongue over his teeth and looked to the ceiling. After a few breaths, the fangs retreated. “Sorry. You turn me on.”
Her heart skipped a beat. “That’s okay.”
Just knowing Dirk would be gentle settled her first time jitters. Her vagina vibrated and contractions built under her belly. She should have been scared, but for some odd reason she wasn’t.
He slid between her legs and widened them. She tensed and tried to draw them together, but his grip prevented her.
You trust him.
“Breathe.”
She inhaled and when she let out the breath, her body stopped resisting. Wanting the experience to be amazing, she closed her eyes and sat on her hands to prevent them from clenching. His palm cupped her mound and the warmth seeped downward. It was as if he wanted her to get used to being with him. His tender care meant so much to her.