Page 44 of Moonlighting with the Werewolf

Silence descended, so heavy that even with the roar of the waterfall, it spoke louder. Had I accidentally crossed from sexy territory into TMI?

Gold rolled over his irises. “That’s something I definitely need to verify for myself.”

Time crawled to a stop, the only thing continuing to move the rapid breaths sawing in and out of our mouths and mingling in the air between us.

At long last, two of his fingertips hit my clit. He delved his fingers into my pussy, leaving me no choice but to dig my fingernails into his skin. “Why, Doctor Ryan, you’re absolutely soaked.”

A complaint escaped without my permission as he withdrew his hand, leaving it flat against my abdomen, tantalizing close and yet way too far away.

“Patience,” Conall said, far too smugly, so I reached between us, gripped his shaft, and gave it a firm squeeze.

“Fuck,” he grunted, his hips bucking and knocking into mine.

“Yeah, that’s what I’m saying. We’ve already established you’re not nice or reasonable. As for me, I’m not patient.”

Elation and awe spread across his features, and he lowered his forehead to mine and exhaled. “Me, neither. Which is why I need to taste you again. I want that wetness coating my throat as I fuck you with my tongue.”

Every ounce of oxygen whooshed from my lungs at once, leaving me unable to breathe or talk or do anything as he lowered my feet to the ground.

“First things first, this has to go.” Conall unhooked my bra, yanked it off, and tossed it aside. A low, appreciative noise rumbled through him. The hum continued as he bent to peel off my panties. “Now, put your legs over my shoulders.”

I did so in a trance, my system still too busy short circuiting to do anything but obey.

Once my knees were on either side of my neck, he straightened to his full height, placing a hand between the rock and moss wall to keep my back from scraping. Then he gave a quick jerk of his chin, indicating the area above my head. “Grab onto those vines. They’re strong enough for me to hang on, so they’ll hold. I’ve got you, too. I won’t let you fall. Same way I didn’t on the climb up.”

I reached a few inches above and to the side of my head, wound one of the vines around my fist, and did the same with my other hand.

“Good girl,” Conall said, his lips brushing my sex. Then he put his entire mouth on me. My moan echoed back at me, thesound so erotic that I drifted on a sea of bliss, not a care to whether or not I’d ever be found again.

My hips rocked of their own accord as he lapped at me, his groan of pleasure reverberating through my core. His course whiskers abraded my wet, swollen flesh seconds before he thrust his tongue inside of me, fucking me with it as promised.

Each stroke and pump tightened more and more muscles, until I was a panting, wanton mess. The pressure built and built, and my headthunkedagainst the wall of the cave. Right when I thought I’d reached the rapturous peak, he sucked my clit into his mouth and showed me how much higher I could climb. “Conall.Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit.”

I closed my eyes, giving myself over to the euphoric sensations. Then came the tumble into nirvana, soaring and shattering and bursting in a hundred different directions at once.

Slowly, Conall brought me back down, ekeing out every last ounce of pleasure.

I unhooked my ankles and slid down his body. After taking a quick second to regain my bearings, I peered up at him through the sublime haze only a mind-blowing orgasm could bring. “That...was amazing.”

“Watching you come apart as you rode my face—that was amazing. Whatever we do next is up to you. One of the bonuses of accelerated healing means there’s no possibility of STDs, but obviously neither of us is ready for a baby. I tossed a few condoms in my saddlebag, so once we return to the picnic blanket, we can?—”

“Did you not hear the part about me being impatient? I’m not leaving this cave until there’s been mutual satisfaction.” I seized hold of his arousal, releasing a hum of pleasure over finding him so hard and ready.

“Really, Kerrigan. It’s—” His grunt ricocheted through the cave, urging me on.

“You’re right. It’s been hard to find time together, and if we’re being honest, I’ve wanted my hands on your cock since it dangled over my head that night we met, even as I was processing the impossibility of what’d happened.”

I swiped the pre-cum leaking from the head of his penis and ran it down his length for lubrication.

Gold glimmered in the brown depths of his irises, and I squeezed him tighter. “And now I want to watch asImakeyoulose control.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

Lose control?I was about to transform into a feral beast right before her eyes. My plan had been to give Kerrigan an orgasm and return to the lake. I didn’t want her thinking she owed me anything, especially not in a damp, semi-dark cave where there wasn’t anywhere to get comfortable.

But once she’d wrapped her hand around my cock, sheownedme.

“I don’t lose control,” I gritted out. My inner wolf insisted I shut my mouth and wave the white flag already. Kerrigan had only seen a glimpse of that guy. Due to the approaching full moon, my baser desires were near the surface, and with her bared to me, it’d already been difficult enough not to bury myself between her thighs.

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