Page 64 of To Crave Truly

I pressed myself against him, enjoying the way he felt against me. All hard and firm and I was on fire for him. He kissed me as if I were the last woman on earth. Like there was nothing else that mattered. Jeez, my heart couldn’t take it. It was going to explode in my chest now that we’d finally taken this step and connected in a way that should have always meant to be.

“Please,” I begged against his mouth. “I need more.”

“If I start now, I won’t be able to stop. Are you ready for this? For me?”

“Yes. I want it all.” My heart lurched in my chest and my core turned to hot liquid. I wanted this. I’d always wanted this.

His hand found my breast, his thumb brushing against my nipple through my top. I pulled back far enough to whip my shirt off and discard it on the floor. A low moan rushed from my lips as his fingers went back to my nipple, pinching it until it was a tight bud.

His mouth descended on mine and his tongue thrust through the seam of my lips. He tasted divine, and I couldn’t get enough. He hoisted me into his arms and slammed my back into the wall, trapping me with his body as he continued his assault on my mouth. Yes. This is what I wanted. What I needed. It made me writhe and moan. I arched up against him, grinding my core against his erection. There were still too many clothes.

I grabbed his shirt, fisting it between my fingers. “Take it off.”

He growled but dropped me to the floor so he could strip out of his clothes. I did the same, making fast work of my trousers until I was stood before him naked.

“Beautiful,” he said as he trailed a finger over the curve of my breast and along my hip. His finger moved along my hip bone, stopping at the juncture of my thigh and my heart stuttered as my back arched, my body seeking more of his touch.

Then he sank to his knees before me. He pried my legs open, hooking one knee over his shoulder, exposing me.

“Mine,” he growled before burying his head between my thighs.

A guttural moan exploded from me as his tongue found my centre. He latched on, his teeth nipping and tongue swirling as he began to play me. I couldn’t feel anything but the heat of his lips or the way his tongue lapped at me. Bolts of lightning zinged through me, igniting my core and causing me to buck and arch closer to him. It wasn’t enough and yet it was too much. I thrust my hands into his hair, finally gripping those soft curls and twisting them between my fingers as he devoured me. The pressure built, tightening deep within me, and I could feel my body begging for release. I was so close… so close.

The air grew heavy, thick with sex and the smell… fuck.

There. Yes. Right there.

Oh, fuck.

I threw my head back and let the waves crash over me and take me under. My orgasm ripped through me and Fenris continued to devour me as I succumbed to the sheer sensations of it. Blood roared in my ears, my heart pounded in my chest and my limbs quivered.

No more. I couldn’t take anymore.

I pushed Fenris away, unable to survive his touch any longer.

I needed his mouth on mine. Using the hand I had in his hair, I pulled him upwards, yanking him up my body and finding his lips. I could taste myself on him, but I didn’t care. I clawed at his back, revelling in his taut flesh beneath my fingers. He settled in between my thighs, his hardness feeling like steel against my core.

He lifted me again, his hands firmly under my ass, his fingers digging into my skin.

“I’m going to fuck you now.” Then he yanked me towards him, angling my hips.

I’d been so wrapped up in my own pleasure that I hadn’t even taken a moment to appreciate his magnificent cock. Jesus fucking Christ. It was thick and hard and long.

I wasn’t sure it was even going to fit. How the fuck had this guy been hiding that in his pants?

“Hold still, precious,” he said, his hands gripping my hips firmly.

I nodded, unable to form any coherent words.

He lined himself up with my entrance, then, with one single thrust, he buried himself deep.

I cried out in equal parts pain and pleasure. Oh, God. I couldn’t believe it. Fenris was finally here with me in the most primal way. Nothing else mattered but this. His warm brown eyes holding mine, his skin against mine and his body connecting with mine.

“Please,” I whimpered.

“Fucking hell, Lori.” Then he moved.

And then there was nothing but pleasure and the electric zings flitting throughout our bodies. My hips rolled, chasing every burst of pleasure I could and Fenris moved with me.

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