Page 111 of The Lycans: Vol Four

I grabbed the material and pulled it away from my chest, but it was too late. The creature gunk and water made the shirt stick to my chest so obviously that my damn areolas had been on clear display.

He slowly swam backward a few feet, and I swallowed as I stood and said screw it. It wasn’t like he hadn’t done very intimate things with me already.

I curled my hands around the edge of my shirt and peeled it up and off my body before letting it fall to the ground.

Sebastian didn’t move, just stayed where he was and watched me like I imagined a predator watched its prey.

I forced myself not to cover my chest with my arms even though I felt shy. “What if the sun starts to rise?” I glanced at the horizon, my worry over making sure Sebastian was safe riding me hard and helping to wash away the bashfulness I was feeling.

“There’s a cave we passed,” he said slowly. Deliberately. “Close enough to where we are now that I’m not worried.”

I looked at him when I heard that strange tone in his voice. He stared at me, his forehead furrowed, which in turn had mine doing the same because gone was his immediate desire and in its place was something… else.

“What? What’s wrong?”

He shook his head, a tic jumping under his scruffed jaw. “You wanting to make sure I’m safe makes me feel a certain kind of way.” He glanced down, that muscle still working under his cheek.

Be still, my heart. My big, bad vampire wasn’t used to people wanting to take care of him.

He looked back and eyed my body. Gone was any kind of softness I’d felt… or he’d felt in that quick moment.

Back was his desire like a living entity.

“Take it all off and come in here, sweetheart,” he murmured and lowered himself farther into the water, only his nose and up visible now.

And oh was that a sexy sight as he swam closer to where I stood.

He tightened his big hands around the edge, his nails digging into the earth. “Go on, Ada. Don’t make me ask you again.”

The growl in his voice had my inner muscles clenching, and I found myself obeying without hesitation. When I stood before him naked, I felt no bashfulness, no shame.

He was the first male… the first anyone to see me completely nude, and I found it liberating in a sense. My nipples puckered, and my pussy became completely soaked.

My thighs were pressed together in hopes that he didn’t see how slick my inner thighs were just from the way he looked at me, just from the things he said.

There was something dangerous about Sebastian, something lethal that told me I needed to tread lightly but also push back and see how far I could take it with him.

I was about to slowly lower myself in when, faster than I could anticipate, Sebastian stood to his full height, gripped my waist, and yanked me forward.

I became off-balance and fell, but he had a firm grip on me as we both crashed back into the water.

We were submerged instantly, and I opened my eyes to see him already staring at me. His hands cupped either side of my face, and he pulled me in and slammed his mouth onto mine. He plunged his tongue past the seam of my lips and forced me to take the kiss.

I could have moaned in pleasure from that dominance alone.

He slowly thrust his tongue in and out of my mouth, mimicking the act I desperately wanted him to do to me, the experience I wanted to have for the very first time.

For long drugging moments we just kissed and kissed and kissed some more until he pulled us to the surface and our lips parted. I sucked in a lungful of air, but that’s all he gave me before his mouth was right back on mine.

He used his body to move us toward the edge of the pool, and I curled my hands around his shoulders, holding him tightly.

“Touch me,” he demanded, and I bit my bottom lip, which drew his focus. “Fucking touch me before I do something you won’t be ready for.”

I blinked back into focus, or tried to, but this hazy fog was blinding me so nothing else mattered than doing what he said. Because I’d surely die if I didn’t.

“And what won’t I be ready for?” Had I said that out loud?

He moved closer until only an inch separated our bodies.