her.
Then he eased inside. Deeper, his tongue in her mouth and two fingers working into her like he had a fucking roadmap with a giant X over her G-spot, and now she really was going to follow him around like a lovesick puppy for the rest of her life, because men didn’t—
Her eyes shot open and she cried out, the sound lost to his mouth. She twisted her head just enough to draw in a breath. “Right there, right there—oh my God, Julio, please —”
He groaned and bit her earlobe, then leaned his head against hers. “Fuck, yes. You’re gorgeous when you come.”
“I haven’t—” His fingers twisted just right, and pleasure fractured so fast she cried out. Not a pretty noise, and she didn’t give a damn. Her whole body throbbed with this orgasm, the release of days of slow-burning tension, and she didn’t realize she was smacking her head against the cabinet with each cresting wave until Julio cupped the back of her head and drew her face into the crook of his shoulder.
Sera shuddered and closed her eyes, shivering every time a lazy aftershock tightened her body around the broad fingers still deep inside her. Gasping for air only dragged the scent of him into her, the human smells of aftershave and cologne and the wild something that meant wolf.
She was in so far over her head. “You’re a dirty bastard.”
“Are you complaining?”
“No.” She took advantage of the proximity of his throat and licked his skin. “Are you using your psychic powers to scramble my brain?”
He tilted back his head. “They don’t scramble other people’s brains. Just mine, and only when I have a particularly intense vision.”
Even with his hand between her legs, the thought of being in his head was a thousand times more intoxicating. She licked her way to his pulse and bit softly. “Did you have a vision of this?”
“Only the highlights.” He brushed her hair back and smiled. “I told you—you’re beautiful when you come.”
Sera let her head fall back and shifted her hips enough to set off wild sparks where his fingers stroked inside her. “If you stay like that, you’re going to get a lot more highlights.”
“Oops.” Julio bit her chin and eased his hand away. “I forgot.”
Teasing play, and it melted her. Sera wrapped herself around him, knees hooked over his hips and arms locked around his back. Nuzzling her face into his neck felt natural, like she belonged there. “I’m touching you,” she whispered. “Please don’t make me stop.”
His voice dropped to a low rumble. “What about that swim you wanted?”
Her coyote yearned for it. Not as satisfying as shedding her human skin and running, but it was still a game.
Then again, there was a very human game to be played inside. Sera edged her fingers under his shirt with a questioning noise. “No sex?”
He freed her grip on his shirt. “Maybe not right now. At some point, though—hell yeah, sex.”
Sera huffed out a laugh and eased away to study his face. “For a legendary seducer, your pants are seriously hard to get into.”
Julio tugged her off the counter, holding her upright when she would have fallen. “I know the value of timing. Is that so bad?”
“No.” Not when her knees were this wobbly. She’d let him throw her onto whatever surface he wanted for as many limb-melting orgasms as made him happy. “Let’s go swimming.”
His fingers skimmed her nipple. “Like this? Naked?”
A tiny shift of her hip rubbed her up against his erection, and fuck. Impressive might not do his dick justice. “Holy hell, Julio. If you pull that thing out, you’re gonna need to handcuff me to something to keep my hands off it.”
He slapped her hand playfully. “Fine. I’ll wear trunks.”
Pity. Leaning in, she nuzzled his throat with a laugh. “If you want to distract me, slap my ass.”
He slid his hand down over her hip to her ass, but he offered her a squeeze instead of a slap. “Plenty of time, sweetheart.”
Plenty of
Then he eased inside. Deeper, his tongue in her mouth and two fingers working into her like he had a fucking roadmap with a giant X over her G-spot, and now she really was going to follow him around like a lovesick puppy for the rest of her life, because men didn’t—
Her eyes shot open and she cried out, the sound lost to his mouth. She twisted her head just enough to draw in a breath. “Right there, right there—oh my God, Julio, please —”
He groaned and bit her earlobe, then leaned his head against hers. “Fuck, yes. You’re gorgeous when you come.”
“I haven’t—” His fingers twisted just right, and pleasure fractured so fast she cried out. Not a pretty noise, and she didn’t give a damn. Her whole body throbbed with this orgasm, the release of days of slow-burning tension, and she didn’t realize she was smacking her head against the cabinet with each cresting wave until Julio cupped the back of her head and drew her face into the crook of his shoulder.
Sera shuddered and closed her eyes, shivering every time a lazy aftershock tightened her body around the broad fingers still deep inside her. Gasping for air only dragged the scent of him into her, the human smells of aftershave and cologne and the wild something that meant wolf.
She was in so far over her head. “You’re a dirty bastard.”
“Are you complaining?”
“No.” She took advantage of the proximity of his throat and licked his skin. “Are you using your psychic powers to scramble my brain?”
He tilted back his head. “They don’t scramble other people’s brains. Just mine, and only when I have a particularly intense vision.”
Even with his hand between her legs, the thought of being in his head was a thousand times more intoxicating. She licked her way to his pulse and bit softly. “Did you have a vision of this?”
“Only the highlights.” He brushed her hair back and smiled. “I told you—you’re beautiful when you come.”
Sera let her head fall back and shifted her hips enough to set off wild sparks where his fingers stroked inside her. “If you stay like that, you’re going to get a lot more highlights.”
“Oops.” Julio bit her chin and eased his hand away. “I forgot.”
Teasing play, and it melted her. Sera wrapped herself around him, knees hooked over his hips and arms locked around his back. Nuzzling her face into his neck felt natural, like she belonged there. “I’m touching you,” she whispered. “Please don’t make me stop.”
His voice dropped to a low rumble. “What about that swim you wanted?”
Her coyote yearned for it. Not as satisfying as shedding her human skin and running, but it was still a game.
Then again, there was a very human game to be played inside. Sera edged her fingers under his shirt with a questioning noise. “No sex?”
He freed her grip on his shirt. “Maybe not right now. At some point, though—hell yeah, sex.”
Sera huffed out a laugh and eased away to study his face. “For a legendary seducer, your pants are seriously hard to get into.”
Julio tugged her off the counter, holding her upright when she would have fallen. “I know the value of timing. Is that so bad?”
“No.” Not when her knees were this wobbly. She’d let him throw her onto whatever surface he wanted for as many limb-melting orgasms as made him happy. “Let’s go swimming.”
His fingers skimmed her nipple. “Like this? Naked?”
A tiny shift of her hip rubbed her up against his erection, and fuck. Impressive might not do his dick justice. “Holy hell, Julio. If you pull that thing out, you’re gonna need to handcuff me to something to keep my hands off it.”
He slapped her hand playfully. “Fine. I’ll wear trunks.”
Pity. Leaning in, she nuzzled his throat with a laugh. “If you want to distract me, slap my ass.”
He slid his hand down over her hip to her ass, but he offered her a squeeze instead of a slap. “Plenty of time, sweetheart.”
Plenty of
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