Page 94 of Ruthless Moon

He turns me in a rush, pulling my hands off his body. He yanks me back against him, pressing his erection against my ass. He locks an arm around my waist like he’s afraid I’m going to run. Then his other hand clutches at my breast, thumbing the nipple until I’m writhing against him whimpering.

“That’s it, Gen. Let me hear you.” He moves the arm around my waist lower. And lower. Until his palm is pressed against my mound.

I’m so wet. So needy. I want him to touch me. I rock my hips, urging him further.

He slides a finger between my folds and I lean back against his chest, collapsing into his arms. “This is what you needed, isn’t it?”

“Yes. Please. Yes.” I’m wild in his desire. I want more. “Don’t hold back, Liam.”

His arms tighten. The hand at my breast pinches the nipple he’s been rubbing and I squirm, but I don’t want to get away. I want more.

“You’re going to come so fast, aren’t you?”

“Yeeeees, oh yes,” I gasp out between pants.

He pushes his fingers deeper, curling them until he’s touching a place that makes every nerve inside me fire at once. I’m shaking. I sag against him, but he holds me up and keeps working me with his fingers. Then he rubs over my swollen, throbbing clit and I cry out, rocking my hips on his fingers harder. Faster.

“That’s it, love.”

LIAM O’CONNOR

“Liam!”

She shatters in my arms with a scream. When she runs out of air, she fights for another breath and screams again.

“More, Liam.” Her words are husky and almost a growl.

She’s the most beautiful fucking creature I’ve ever seen. And she needs to come at least once more before I put her on the bed and have my way with her. I touch her clit again, rubbing in small insistent circles.

Her next release grabs her by surprise. Her whole body tenses and her orgasm rips through her with wild fury. “Ffffffffff, I—fuck!”

I chuckle against her shoulder, biting her gently again, loving the way she squirms and moans and jerks through each wave of her release until she’s gasping, whimpering, and trembling.

I scoop her up into my arms before she slides to the floor in a boneless mass. Spreading her on the bed, I stand back a moment to appreciate her body, her beauty, the flushed glow of her skin after coming as hard as she did.

“So beautiful, Gen. You take my breath away.”

Her eyes are still closed, but her lips curve up in a satisfied smile. “Come and get me,mate.” She makes a come-hither motion with a finger, and I comply, covering her body with mine and capturing her mouth.

I kiss her hard. And we tangle together, pulling and wrapping around bodies closer and closer, fighting to feel every inch of each other at once.

“I need you, Liam. Please.” Her words are a siren call and her slick heat glides against me in an intimate dance. She opens herself to me and I pivot, sinking into her with a sensation so profound it feels like coming home.

A guttural groan rumbles from deep within me as I pull her thighs up near my waist and roll to my back, situating her on top of me. She leans forward, dragging her lips and tongue across my chest, igniting a fire that courses through my veins. Her hips rock, grinding down in a rhythm that has my pulse hammering and my control fraying at the edges.

I let my fingers trace along the curves of her body until they end up in the silk of her long blonde hair again. I lock my fingers in her tresses and draw her mouth to mine, a hungry claim of possession and desire. Every breath she takes. Every heartbeat that thrums through her, I feel them as my own.

She clenches around me and rides harder, driving us both frantic with need.

I slide my tongue into her mouth, a fierce and tender battle of passion.

Her moan vibrates against her lips. The sound wraps around me, urging me on. Her hips rotate, a tantalizing mix of slow and rapid movements, a sweet torture edging us closer to a cliff we’re both already desperate to tumble over.

My grip in her hair never falters, even as my other hand ventures between our sweat-slicked bodies. I stroke around the edges of her clit and her response is instant—a quick twist of her hips. I grin against her mouth, then rub my calloused thumb right over the top of her swollen bud. Her moans go ragged, rising to a high-pitched cry that echoes off the walls. She grinds down with a force that has my vision erupting into starbursts, her body convulsing in waves that pull me under. Her release triggers mine, an elemental surge that has me gripping her hips with a ferocity born of raw emotion, anchoring her to me as I lose myself within her.

Her body bows, a perfect arc painted in satisfaction, her cry a melody of pure delight. My wolf is pleased and growls from deep in my chest.

Finally, she collapses onto me, a warm wonderful armful of woman. Her breath whispers across my skin. We are motionless except for our heavy breathing and our hearts chasing each other in frenzied beats.

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