the soft waves of his hair and let him have his way with her. His tongue was the most incredible thing she’d ever known as he swirled it around her. Licking, teasing, tasting.
Just when she didn’t think she could feel any better, he slid two fingers deep inside her.
Cassandra came immediately.
Stil he continued caressing her until she was on fire and weak from the bliss.
“Mmm,” he breathed, pul ing away from her. “I think my kitten is hungry.”
“Famished,” she said, pul ing him up her body so that she could feast on his skin the way he had feasted on hers.
She buried her lips against his neck and nibbled with every part of her that was desperately hungry for him.
What was it about this man that drove her wild with desire? He was magnificent. Hot. Sexy. She’d never wanted anyone like this.
Wulf couldn’t stand the way she grabbed at him. It made him insane for her. It heightened his need until he was practical y dizzy.
Unable to tolerate any more, he rol ed her onto her side and entered her.
Cassandra cried out at the unexpected pleasure that fil ed her. Lying completely on her side, she’d never had a man inside her in this position. Wulf was so deep that she swore she could feel him al the way to her womb.
She watched him in the mirrored wal as he thrust into her over and over, deeper and deeper, until she wanted to scream with pleasure.
The power and strength of him was unlike anything she’d ever known. Every forceful stroke made her weak, breathless.
She came again an instant before he did.
Wulf pul ed back from her and lay down beside her.
His heart was pounding from the fury of their passion. But stil he wasn’t sated. Reaching for her, he pul ed her across his chest so that he could feel her with every inch of his body.
“You are spectacular, villkat .”
She nuzzled his chest with her face. “You’re not too bad either, villwulf .” He laughed at her made-up endearment. He real y liked this woman and her wit.
Cassandra lay in the peace of Wulf’s arms. For the first time in her life, she felt completely safe. As if nothing or no one could touch her. She’d never felt this way. Not even as a child. She’d grown up always afraid whenever someone unknown had knocked on the door.
Every stranger was under suspicion. At night, it could easily be a Daimon or Apol ite out to see her dead.
During the day, it could be a Doulos after her.
But something told her that Wulf wouldn’t let them threaten her at al .
“Cassandra?”
She frowned at the sound of a woman’s voice intruding into her dream.
“Cassandra?”
Against her wil , she was pul ed out of her dream only to find herself asleep in her own bed.
The knocking continued.
“Cass? Are you al right?”
She recognized Michel e’s voice. It was a struggle to awaken enough so that she could sit up in bed.
She was naked once more.
Frowning, Cassandra saw her clothes in a crumpled heap. What the hel was this? Had she been sleepwalking or something?
“I’m here, Chel,” she said as she got up and pul ed on her red bathrobe. She opened the door to find her friend and Kat on the other side.
“Are you okay?” Michel e asked.
Yawning, Cassandra rubbed her eyes. “I’m fine. Just taking a nap.” But she didn’t real y feel fine. She felt much more like some sort of narcoleptic.
“What time is it?”
“It’s eight-thirty, hon,” Kat supplied.
Michel e looked back and forth between them. “You said you guys would go back to the Inferno with me, but if you don’t feel like it…”
Cassandra caught the disappointment in Michel e’s voice. “No, no, it’s okay. Let me get dressed and we’l go.”
Michel e beamed.
Kat looked at her suspiciously. “Are you sure you feel up to it?”
“I’m fine, real y. I didn’t sleep wel last night and I just needed a nap.” Kat made a rude noise. “It’s al that Beowulf you and Chris were reading. It sucked al the energy right out of you. Beowulf…
Just when she didn’t think she could feel any better, he slid two fingers deep inside her.
Cassandra came immediately.
Stil he continued caressing her until she was on fire and weak from the bliss.
“Mmm,” he breathed, pul ing away from her. “I think my kitten is hungry.”
“Famished,” she said, pul ing him up her body so that she could feast on his skin the way he had feasted on hers.
She buried her lips against his neck and nibbled with every part of her that was desperately hungry for him.
What was it about this man that drove her wild with desire? He was magnificent. Hot. Sexy. She’d never wanted anyone like this.
Wulf couldn’t stand the way she grabbed at him. It made him insane for her. It heightened his need until he was practical y dizzy.
Unable to tolerate any more, he rol ed her onto her side and entered her.
Cassandra cried out at the unexpected pleasure that fil ed her. Lying completely on her side, she’d never had a man inside her in this position. Wulf was so deep that she swore she could feel him al the way to her womb.
She watched him in the mirrored wal as he thrust into her over and over, deeper and deeper, until she wanted to scream with pleasure.
The power and strength of him was unlike anything she’d ever known. Every forceful stroke made her weak, breathless.
She came again an instant before he did.
Wulf pul ed back from her and lay down beside her.
His heart was pounding from the fury of their passion. But stil he wasn’t sated. Reaching for her, he pul ed her across his chest so that he could feel her with every inch of his body.
“You are spectacular, villkat .”
She nuzzled his chest with her face. “You’re not too bad either, villwulf .” He laughed at her made-up endearment. He real y liked this woman and her wit.
Cassandra lay in the peace of Wulf’s arms. For the first time in her life, she felt completely safe. As if nothing or no one could touch her. She’d never felt this way. Not even as a child. She’d grown up always afraid whenever someone unknown had knocked on the door.
Every stranger was under suspicion. At night, it could easily be a Daimon or Apol ite out to see her dead.
During the day, it could be a Doulos after her.
But something told her that Wulf wouldn’t let them threaten her at al .
“Cassandra?”
She frowned at the sound of a woman’s voice intruding into her dream.
“Cassandra?”
Against her wil , she was pul ed out of her dream only to find herself asleep in her own bed.
The knocking continued.
“Cass? Are you al right?”
She recognized Michel e’s voice. It was a struggle to awaken enough so that she could sit up in bed.
She was naked once more.
Frowning, Cassandra saw her clothes in a crumpled heap. What the hel was this? Had she been sleepwalking or something?
“I’m here, Chel,” she said as she got up and pul ed on her red bathrobe. She opened the door to find her friend and Kat on the other side.
“Are you okay?” Michel e asked.
Yawning, Cassandra rubbed her eyes. “I’m fine. Just taking a nap.” But she didn’t real y feel fine. She felt much more like some sort of narcoleptic.
“What time is it?”
“It’s eight-thirty, hon,” Kat supplied.
Michel e looked back and forth between them. “You said you guys would go back to the Inferno with me, but if you don’t feel like it…”
Cassandra caught the disappointment in Michel e’s voice. “No, no, it’s okay. Let me get dressed and we’l go.”
Michel e beamed.
Kat looked at her suspiciously. “Are you sure you feel up to it?”
“I’m fine, real y. I didn’t sleep wel last night and I just needed a nap.” Kat made a rude noise. “It’s al that Beowulf you and Chris were reading. It sucked al the energy right out of you. Beowulf…
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