Page 81 of Ember's Claim

The floor is carpet, and in the center is a sunken circle with two steps down to a lush mattress. There are hanging gauzycurtains that are currently tied back, but they can be let down to close in the area.

Each side of the mattress has long body pillows following the curved edges and a variety of bed pillows line the top. A line of dim LED lights frames the outer rim, where the carpet gives way to the steps down to the mattress.

A fluffy comforter lays tossed across the bottom, and my wolf makes it known she wants to be released to sniff around. I veto that as Anders places me on my feet.

“Are we dry enough to climb in without the towels?” he asks, his amber eyes glittering in the low light.

“Yeah, I think so.” The words are barely out before he tugs the knot on my towel, and the cool air teases at my now bare skin. He pulls off his towel next, and like I wasn’t fascinated enough by the lines of lithe muscle…now those tantalizing curves from his hips to his pelvis are visible.

“Fucking hell, Ember. You can’t be looking at me like that when I’m trying to take care of you.” His tone is deep and rumbly, lined with his lion and maybe a little bit of need.

He’s very sweet, but honestly, outside of my leg, I’ve had more vicious battles with my dad and little brother.

I’ve always kinda understood they weren’t just tormenting me, but preparing me for the very real possibility that I would find myself where I do now. It still makes me a little emotional because, as a teenager, I said some things I owe them a solid apology for.

Anders moves to the side and scoops me up, carrying me down the couple of steps. He wobbles a bit when he gets to the cushioned mattress, but he carefully lowers me until my hair hits the pillows. His forearm stays tucked under my arm, and he lies next to me, but he’s mostly leaned over my top half.

Before very recently, the only person I’d been this close to nude was Veryn, but the bond helps me overcome theshyness. Anders is tethered to me for life, so we’ll only grow more comfortable with one another. I’m also enjoying the giddy feelings that come from a brand-new relationship.

Anders gives me a quick peck and adorably nuzzles his nose to mine. “We need some sleep. You’ll need to address your wolves tomorrow for the full moon.”

“Yeah,” I agree as my mind races through everything that needs to be said. Anders rests his head on the pillow next to mine and teases his finger through my hair.

What I’ll say to the pack is tomorrow’s problem. I need a solid few hours to heal before I tackle that disaster.

My eyes flutter open and closed quickly. I’m in a different position than the one I fell asleep in. I lie on my side with Anders behind me. His hard cock rests between my legs, and my hips give an involuntary roll, grinding him through my slick lower lips.

“Ember,” he groans.

The sound makes my insides light up as his massive palm comes to rest on my lower stomach.

“Anders,” I tease, changing the angle and trying again. This time, his crown bumps through my lower lips, and a little shimmy back toward him forces him inside me. “Damn, how am I already so turned on?”

“You’ve been grinding on my dick for at least the last twenty minutes.” His hold tightens on my abdomen. “But I’ve been a well-behaved mate, because I wanted to ensure you got plenty of rest.”

“Totally well-rested,” I agree, nodding as I lean back against his chest. “Now I just need to be well-fucked, and it’ll be a solid start to the day.”

Anders chuckles darkly, pulling out and slamming back inside me. He holds his head up on one palm, and since he’s so much taller than I am, he curls around the top of my head.

There’s something about having him wrapped behind me that makes me feel safe and protected. Working a hand down, I tease my own clit and grind my hips as he stays firmly seated inside me.

I’m still sleepy and mostly out of it, but the urge to come all over his cock is too hard to ignore. My ass bucks back against his pelvis as he growls close to my ear.

“I don’t know how I’m supposed to keep things tender and sweet with you taunting me like that.” He brushes my hair away from my face and moves to cup my tit. With that, hefinallygets to solidly fucking me.

A moan slips from my lips at the feeling of his spikes. “God, Anders. Those things are unreal.” They rake places inside me that I had no clue even existed. “Give me a little more. I’m feeling good as new this morning.”

Each strong flex of his muscles makes me burn even hotter.

He’s so hard, and I can feel the moment he finally realizes he’s not going to break me click in the bond. My entire body jolts with each pump of his hips into my ass. Everything gets hazy and muted until all I can focus on is him.

“You are a dream,” he murmurs, pinching my nipple before moving to the other. “Soft and wet and so fucking tight. Jesus Christ, I don’t understand how I’m supposed to fuck you without embarrassing myself.”

I work my clit, tilting my hips to make sure he bounces against my G-spot.

“You’re doing great. Morning sex is lazy and hot, but it doesn’t have to last forever.” I gasp as my pleasure builds.

It’s a heady feeling to sense his desire in the bond. It’s not like I’m not precariously close to coming all over his dick, and even if I wasn’t…we could do other stuff.

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