Shifting down her body, he ran his lips down her torso, reveling in the smooth skin beneath his fingertips. When he reached the top of her jeans he sat back to pull them from her body. She was more than happy to help, wiggling and kicking her legs free.
Task accomplished, she lay before him with only a scrap of black lace covering her from his view.
“Off,” he ordered.
Reaching down, she shimmied out of her panties without the slightest hesitation.
Kieran sat back, just looking at her in silence. It had never made sense before, that some people could be happy looking at one body for the rest of eternity. But now he understood. He doubted there would ever come a time when looking at Chloe would leave him anything other than desperate.
Propped up on her elbows, she stared back at him, arching a brow as if daring him to find fault with her. Such a ridiculous notion.
“I’ve said it before,” he murmured.
She arched a brow. “Said what?”
“Where have you been all my life?”
The grin that curved her lips seemed to light up the dark glen. “Silly wolf. I told you the right woman was out there.”
“And you’re always right,” he teased, prowling back over her body. “I can almost hear that becoming my mantra in future years.”
Years. Had the word really come out of his mouth? He saw her blink in surprise but didn’t want to give either of them the chance to think too much. Right now was a time for action, not words.
He ran his lips over her navel as he pressed her thighs apart.
“Kieran,” she breathed.
He cast her a grin before moving between her legs. The first touch of his tongue had her arching off the ground.
“More,” she begged.
He traced along her slit, flicking over her wet folds. Her hand reached down to tangle in his hair, a wordless encouragement he had no intention of ignoring. Each stroke of his tongue had her breathing hard, squirming against his mouth as her pleasure built within. When his teeth grazed her clit he heard her muffled cry of pleasure.
“Again, again,” she chanted.
He continued his sensual torment, every instinct attuned to her pleasure. He wanted to bring her to the brink, have her desperate for one more touch, but not let her crash over that edge.
“Please,” she cried, rocking against his mouth.
With a last lick, he pulled away.
“No,” she protested when he climbed back up her body.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’re nowhere near done.”
He maneuvered himself between her legs, which she eagerly opened to accommodate him. His cock pressed against her, ready to drive into her heat.
“Damn,” he whispered, pausing at a thought that should have occurred to him before any of this started. “Birth control?”
She snorted. “I’m a witch. I drink a potion every month. We’re good.”
“Magic,” he murmured, leaning up to kiss her. “Such a blessing.”
“Please,” she repeated, undulating against him. “Now.”
Reaching down, he guided himself against her. “Ready?” he whispered into her ear, nibbling on her ear lobe.
“Since the day you walked into my office,” she confessed, staring up at the man who, in just a few more moments, would no longer be a pretend lover.
He thrust forward, forcing a cry from her lips. Chloe arched her back. Nothing was small about her were, and it took her a moment to adjust to the feeling of him so deeply seated within her.
“All right?” he asked, trailing his lips over hers.
“Yes.” She tilted her pelvis up toward his. Hearing his swift intake of breath brought a smile to her face. Bending her knees, she drew him in deeper even as he shifted to withdraw.
Chloe tossed her head back when he drove back into her. Each stroke was sure and strong, timed to her responses. She’d had some lovers who treated sex as a race, uncaring of whether or not she crossed the finish line with them. Not Kieran. His intense gaze watched for every movement, heard every moan. He matched his motions to her rising pleasure, ensuring a wave of need within her.
Chloe did her best to meet his thrusts, rising to meet each one. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders to hold him to her as she writhed underneath him.
“Almost,” she panted into his ear. His strokes increased in speed, matching the rising desire in them both. She rocked beneath him as she strove to wring that last missing drop of pleasure.
He drove deep within her and she shattered. Her cry reverberated in the dark woods around them as her orgasm crashed over her. Wave after wave of indescribable sensation battered her body even as she heard Kieran roar his own fulfillment. Every inch of her skin tingled with pleasure.
As she lay beneath her lover, reveling in the aftermath, she couldn’t stop the smile clinging to her lips. Kieran’s hot breath panted against the skin of her throat as he sought to catch his breath.