stairs and down the hall, his gate slightly hitched but quick. Kicking the door closed, he set her down, spun her, and pressed against her.
The lacy, white lingerie still clung stubbornly to her body, but from the frantic way Grey nipped at her neck, it wouldn’t be on for much longer. She trailed hungry hands over the musculature of his chest as he lowered her to the bed. He was breathtaking as he stood over her in the waning evening light that filtered through the windows. Golden eyes blazing, swollen cock twitching as he raked his gaze down her body.
His triceps flexed as he lowered himself to the bed. Leaning forward, he took one taut nipple into his mouth and gently sucked until she groaned and spread her legs in invitation. Her stomach clenched with every movement of his tongue. Light fingertips slid down her waist and hooked into the thin elastic of her panties. Slowly, he pulled them down until they tickled her ankles and fell to the floor. She was ready to take all of him now, but Grey seemed to have other plans.
Sucking, biting kisses dotted her stomach, traveling lower and lower until she wondered if she could come on anticipation alone. Biting the tender skin at the inside of her thigh, Grey brought her knees up and spread them wide. Just the feel of his lips so close to the warmth he’d conjured between her legs made her roll her hips toward him.
“Good,” he murmured. “Tell me what you like.”
Everything. She liked every freaking thing he was doing. He apparently didn’t need any help because the man touched her in all the right places. And oh! He plunged his tongue into her, drawing a cry of ecstasy from her lips. Gripping his hair, she arched toward him as he lapped her again and again.
Grey grabbed her ass, and pulled her to him, and from the frantic way his fingers dug into her skin, he was enjoying this almost as much as she was. Too soon, the pressure built to blinding and she threw her head back and cried out his name as she came.
“Want to feel it,” he rasped. His eyes were entirely gold now and his voice had taken on a gravelly tone.
Pulling on the backs of her knees, he slid her to the edge of the bed and pressed the head of his shaft into her by inches. Damn, the man was going to make her beg for this. Her body clenched around him as he sank a little deeper inside, still pulsing from the aftershocks his clever tongue had caused.
He closed his eyes, like he was savoring the feel of her orgasm around him, and eased out of her again.
“Please, Grey,” she panted. She couldn’t think anymore. Couldn’t put coherent thoughts or words together. All she knew is if he didn’t bury himself inside of her, she’d go crazy with want.
He opened his eyes slowly and pressed his hips forward, sinking his thick shaft deep inside her. It smarted as he filled and stretched, but he’d prepared her well. The pleasure overshadowed any discomfort. As he withdrew and pressed in again, he lowered his lips to hers and drank her in.
The pace he set was too slow, too punishing, so she writhed and begged for him to take her like she knew Wolf wanted. Pulling her wrists over her head, he rumbled, “Stop tempting me, woman. You need me gentle this first time. Next time you can have me how you want.”
“I don’t want gentle,” she rasped, easing back to show him how serious she was. “I want you.”
He froze and searched her face with those inhuman eyes of his. “You’re sure?”
Scars ran in a crisscrossed pattern across his torso, a long jagged one delved from shoulder to hip. Red and silver marks in different stages of healing and they’d all been for her. His body was marred because he loved her. Because he put her own safety above his. Every imperfection across his skin made him look like a warrior. Her warrior.
Running her hands up his stomach to his sculpted chest and around to the curves of his strong arms, she inhaled his alluring, heady scent. Leveling him a look, she said,
The lacy, white lingerie still clung stubbornly to her body, but from the frantic way Grey nipped at her neck, it wouldn’t be on for much longer. She trailed hungry hands over the musculature of his chest as he lowered her to the bed. He was breathtaking as he stood over her in the waning evening light that filtered through the windows. Golden eyes blazing, swollen cock twitching as he raked his gaze down her body.
His triceps flexed as he lowered himself to the bed. Leaning forward, he took one taut nipple into his mouth and gently sucked until she groaned and spread her legs in invitation. Her stomach clenched with every movement of his tongue. Light fingertips slid down her waist and hooked into the thin elastic of her panties. Slowly, he pulled them down until they tickled her ankles and fell to the floor. She was ready to take all of him now, but Grey seemed to have other plans.
Sucking, biting kisses dotted her stomach, traveling lower and lower until she wondered if she could come on anticipation alone. Biting the tender skin at the inside of her thigh, Grey brought her knees up and spread them wide. Just the feel of his lips so close to the warmth he’d conjured between her legs made her roll her hips toward him.
“Good,” he murmured. “Tell me what you like.”
Everything. She liked every freaking thing he was doing. He apparently didn’t need any help because the man touched her in all the right places. And oh! He plunged his tongue into her, drawing a cry of ecstasy from her lips. Gripping his hair, she arched toward him as he lapped her again and again.
Grey grabbed her ass, and pulled her to him, and from the frantic way his fingers dug into her skin, he was enjoying this almost as much as she was. Too soon, the pressure built to blinding and she threw her head back and cried out his name as she came.
“Want to feel it,” he rasped. His eyes were entirely gold now and his voice had taken on a gravelly tone.
Pulling on the backs of her knees, he slid her to the edge of the bed and pressed the head of his shaft into her by inches. Damn, the man was going to make her beg for this. Her body clenched around him as he sank a little deeper inside, still pulsing from the aftershocks his clever tongue had caused.
He closed his eyes, like he was savoring the feel of her orgasm around him, and eased out of her again.
“Please, Grey,” she panted. She couldn’t think anymore. Couldn’t put coherent thoughts or words together. All she knew is if he didn’t bury himself inside of her, she’d go crazy with want.
He opened his eyes slowly and pressed his hips forward, sinking his thick shaft deep inside her. It smarted as he filled and stretched, but he’d prepared her well. The pleasure overshadowed any discomfort. As he withdrew and pressed in again, he lowered his lips to hers and drank her in.
The pace he set was too slow, too punishing, so she writhed and begged for him to take her like she knew Wolf wanted. Pulling her wrists over her head, he rumbled, “Stop tempting me, woman. You need me gentle this first time. Next time you can have me how you want.”
“I don’t want gentle,” she rasped, easing back to show him how serious she was. “I want you.”
He froze and searched her face with those inhuman eyes of his. “You’re sure?”
Scars ran in a crisscrossed pattern across his torso, a long jagged one delved from shoulder to hip. Red and silver marks in different stages of healing and they’d all been for her. His body was marred because he loved her. Because he put her own safety above his. Every imperfection across his skin made him look like a warrior. Her warrior.
Running her hands up his stomach to his sculpted chest and around to the curves of his strong arms, she inhaled his alluring, heady scent. Leveling him a look, she said,
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