He decided in that instant to allow her defiance. Hell, he’d even incite it if this was to be his reward.
They were naked and she was as she was that morning, all over him with her hands, mouth and tongue, touching, tasting, licking, rubbing herself against him as if she couldn’t get enough fast enough. Callum couldn’t believe his good fortune that destiny chose a greedy little human in heat to be his queen.
She was fucking perfect.
But it was time he had his fill.
He rolled her to her back and used his hands, mouth and tongue on her, all over her and she was greedy for that too. Arching against him, her hands coaxing and demanding, her nails scraping or diving into his hair to hold him to her.
When Callum’s mouth was at her belly, Sonia spread her legs and Callum accepted her sweet invitation. He settled between them, ran his hands up the backs of her thighs, cocking them and then throwing her calves over his shoulders.
Finally, she was right there.
The scent of her was unbelievable. He’d wanted to taste her since he’d smelled it that first night when he’d rescued her from her kidnappers.
He lowered his mouth to her and she was just as sweet as her scent promised.
The minute his mouth touched her, she went completely still a moment before he heard the low, sexy whimper escape the back of her throat. Then she jerked her hips up, clearly always greedy his Sonia, demanding more.
He smiled against her and gave it to her.
As he worked her with his mouth, her movements became more agitated and her whimpers came faster through her panting until he pulled away.
When he did, she cried desperately, “No!”
He moved over her and rolled them so he was on his back.
“You stopped,” she accused, squirming on top of him.
He grinned at her and lifted his head to bury his face in her neck.
He ran his tongue up its length to her ear and his body absorbed her shiver before he said there, “I’m not done eating you, baby doll. But you took all of me this morning. I’m curious to know what you can do with your mouth.”
He heard her breath catch as her face twisted to his and he saw, to his delight, she liked that idea.
“Do you know what I want?” he asked, she nodded and he murmured, “Then give it to me.”
She didn’t hesitate a moment. She moved, positioning herself over his head and his hands slid up her outer thighs, his fingers curling into her hips as she bent her body down the length of his.
The minute she wrapped her fingers around him, he lapped at her. When her tongue touched the tip of his hard cock, he pulled her hips down and gave her more. She learned swiftly that the more she pleased him, the more she was rewarded.
And she pleased him a good deal.
She was rocking her hips against his mouth, her fist around the base of his cock, her movements nearly frenzied, her moans vibrating against his shaft as her sweet, little mouth took him deep and he knew she was ready.
He slid away from her and turned on her. He had her ass in his hands and her back to the headboard before she had the chance to wrap her arms and legs around him.
When she did, he pressed the tip of his cock to her wet, tight entrance but stopped.
Her head tipped back and her lips parted in anticipation.
But he didn’t give it to her, as much as he wanted it himself.
They’d played, he’d won and now he wanted the spoils of victory.
“What do you want?” he demanded.
Her eyes opened halfway but she didn’t answer.
He placed his lips on hers. “Baby doll,” he murmured. “Tell me what you want.”
“I want you to fuck me,” she whispered, pressing her hips into his and he pulled back.
Her mouth formed a disappointed “O” and her eyes closed.
He grinned against her lips.
Yes, she was absolutely, fucking perfect.
But he wasn’t quite done.
“Call me wolf,” he ordered and her eyes opened again, this time not halfway.
“Callum –”
He circled his hips and she bit her bottom lip before she strained to find him.
“Call me wolf,” he repeated gruffly, the feel of her, wet and open, waiting for him, was driving him mad.
“Callum –”
“Do it, little one.”
“Wolf,” she whispered.
“Say it all.”
She pressed her body closer, her face went into his neck and under his ear she begged softly, “Please, my wolf, I need you to fuck me.”
Sonia calling him wolf, begging him to fuck her, seemed to shatter his soul.
It also shattered his control.
He gave her what she asked for, fast and rough, then faster and rougher and the harder he took her, the higher she went until he knew it was overwhelming her.
Her neck bent sharply, her eyes sought his and he saw the panic just as her body tightened all around him.