Shadows Of A Wolf Moon(35)

“Lucien,” she cried out as her head fell back. Her body trembled as she rode out her orgasm in an uninhibited, wild display of pleasure.

When her body relaxed, he gently rolled them to the side. He removed his underwear and kissed his way up her body.

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“I’ve never come so hard in my life,” she murmured. She was still humming from the orgasm he’d given her, and she didn’t know if she had the strength to move.

“That was just a warm-up. I’m nowhere near done.” He grinned and kissed the tender spot at her neck.

Her stomach warmed all over again at his smile and his touch. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer for a kiss. Her palms slid down over his shoulders, memorizing the deep lines of his defined muscles and raw strength.

She couldn’t stop touching him. She wanted to discover every area of his body and then start all over again.

He kissed her hard and deep. She arched against him. Her fingers trailed down his hard abdomen and then to his ribcage. She needed more.

She slid her hands around to his back, and he jerked away. He grabbed her hands, restraining her. His wide eyes were unsure.

“What’s wrong?” She looked up at him, her body aching for him.

“Don’t touch my back,” he said softly and then looked away for a brief second.

She knew better than to ask. She’d seen that haunted look before when she looked at her own reflection.

“It’s okay, Lucien. I’m not going to hurt you.” She pressed a gentle kiss to his muscular chest, against the pounding of his heart. He shivered at the intimate gesture. “I just want to be with you.”

He released her hands and pressed his fingers to her lips. She parted her lips, sucking the digits one by one inside her mouth. By the time she was done, desire streaked through his gaze.

He was aroused, as much as she was. He just didn’t trust her. He was like a caged animal.

There was only one thing to do with a frightened animal.

She had to go slow.





Chapter Fifteen



“I won’t touch you. But I want you to touch me.” The words glided passed her lips, hovering and hanging in the thick air between them.

She’d never done this before. She didn’t know if she could do this now. All she knew was she wanted Lucien any way she could have him.

She lifted her gaze to his, refusing to look away. His eyes flickered and flashed with lust, turning her stomach to ache and need and desire.

“How many times have you done this with a male? Let yourself be vulnerable?”

“Never. I’ve never done this before.” She eased back on the floor, her gaze locked on his. Her face flushed and her chest fluttering, she slid her hands across her flat stomach up her ribcage. His eyes tracked her movements and his breathing grew ragged.

She tamped down the shyness tightening her chest.

She shouldn’t be embarrassed. She took her clothes off for a living. Why was she getting all nervous?

She stopped at her breasts and ran her thumbs across her nipples. Pleasure streaked through the sensitive flesh, and a moan escaped her lips.

He growled, low and lustful, and his nostrils flared.

Confidence seeped into her chest, drowning out insecurity. She would give herself to him, open, exposed and completely at his mercy.

She rested her arms above her head and looked up at him. “Lucien.”

“Mine. Tonight you are mine.” He let out a low growl and covered her body with his. Resting his weight on his elbows, he hovered above her as he reached down to position himself at her wet entrance.

She bit her lip, trying to resist the overwhelming need to wrap her arms and legs around him.

“Please, Lucien. I want you in me now.” She arched toward him.

“Easy, love,” he whispered against her cheek before covering her mouth in a blistering kiss.

He thrust into her, stretching and filling her. He was big and she hadn’t been with a male in a while. The brief sting of pain was soon replaced with a sweet streak of pleasure.

“Oh, god.” She moaned. She lifted her hips, trying to rub against him.

“Fuck, Catty. Am I hurting you?” He groaned against her neck. “You’re really tight.”

“It’s been a while.” She wrapped her legs around his, trapping him inside her body. “Don’t you dare think about stopping. Not now.”

“I want this. I want you.” He kissed her. She opened her mouth under his, tasting his hot mouth and memorizing his scent.

He began a slow, methodical movement in and out of her body, the rhythm so delicious she almost forgot to breathe. She’d never had two orgasms so close together, but Lucien was about to change that.

He pistoned his hips faster, sliding in and out of her wet heat.