Page 122 of Wolf's Mark

I threw my arms over my head, holding back every loud scream I wanted to utter. He dared tease me first, rolling the rough pads of his fingers along the insides of my thighs, tracing circles and squiggles until I was about to go crazy.

“Lick me. Please lick me.” I’d let go completely with him, only a slight surprise given his prowess.

“When I’m ready. You’re under my control, little wolf.”

When he’d called me that the first time, I’d almost yelled at him, but it was his term of endearment and the words were growing on me. Maybe I had to believe in something other than science for a change.

I closed my eyes, twisting my hands around the comforter. Yet the moment he blew across my pussy, I jerked up, gasping for air as I’d never done before. Even his breath was red-hot and fiery like his personality and his touch.

Jax licked the inside of both thighs before biting down. The pressure was intense, but there was no pain, his teeth merely grazing my skin. But I could tell he hungered for more. I couldn’t think about mating with him. It wasn’t something that should happen in normal society.

Although I certainly didn’t know what abnormal was any longer.

With a single swipe of his tongue around my clit, I thought I was going to pass out. When he did it a second time, I was clawing at the bedding.

A third and I found myself lost in the heat and desire, curling my toes as I dug my heels into the bed.

With every lick, I was pushed closer to the sweet place of nirvana. When he pulled my tender bud between his teeth, I knew I would lose my mind. He was an expert at driving me to the point of an orgasm and pulling back.

Which he did several times until I was breathless.

He finally drove a single finger past my swollen folds, still taunting me as only he could do. I reached down, struggling to touch him, but his deep growl was a clear indication I wasn’t allowed.

With a smile on my face, I closed my eyes. There was something incredible about falling into a submissive state with a true predator.

His growls became grunts as he licked me, adding a second and third finger. I knew I was going to lose my mind from the pleasure. He wasn’t going to let me go, taking me closer and closer yet pulling back once again.

Damn him.

I was breathless, my entire body aching from the push/pull he was providing.

My mind was foggy, my heartrate increasing, so much so I was panting like a… wolf. The thought was ridiculous, my mind playing tricks on me, but the sensations were definitelyincreased, my excitement skyrocketing. Every sound he made pushed me higher and higher on a plateau of ecstasy.

As he increased the rhythm, I opened my legs even wider, gasping and moaning while tossing my head from side to side.

There was no holding back, his powerful hold over me allowing me to get lost in nothing but pleasure.

“Oh. Oh. Oh…” The wave carried me away, the brutal and amazing orgasm resulting in a silent scream.

The climax lasted for at least two or three minutes, keeping me as intoxicated as if I’d been drinking to excess. As I started to come down, finally able to catch my breath, I opened my eyes to stare into his.

They were glowing.

I’d held the phone in my hand half the morning while trying to gather the courage to make the call. How did one ask their mother if anyone in the family was a wolf? It was laughable really, my sweet mother likely to think I’d gone off the deep end or had been working too hard.

There was still a slight chance she could be right, although the percentages were shrinking with every passing hour.

I’d even sworn I’d heard a group of wolves baying into the sky when I’d taken my morning coffee onto the deck in pre-dawn light. The sound had seemed louder, as if my senses were keener than they’d ever been. Did that mean I was becoming more wolf-like?

“Get a grip.” I was in my car, heading to the lab. While Jax wasn’t thrilled that he hadn’t been able to stay right by my side, I assured him the security in the building was tight.

Although not against a frothing at the mouth fanged creature determined to break in. At least it was daylight. Right? They didn’t come out after night.

Maybe if I continued to tell myself that I would finally believe it.

I wasn’t far away from work and I finally reacted, punching in the numbers. Of course I held my breath as the call connected, almost hanging up twice.

“What a lovely surprise,” my mother said. “It’s early. Is everything okay? Britney? Is she sick? Are you sick?” My mother always worried. She’d been that way most of my life.

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