Page 21 of Echo Of A Wolf

His strong hands wandered down my body possessively as the velvet touch of his tongue against mine sent electric shockwaves throughout my entire being. When his lips moved to my neck again, trailing soft kisses down the sensitive skin, his hands explored my body. I tilted my head back, gasping ashe found that perfect spot below my ear that made my knees go weak.

“Dean,” I breathed, my fingers tangling in his dark hair.

He hummed against my throat, the vibrations sending delicious shivers down my spine.

Without breaking contact with my skin, he walked us backward until I felt the cool surface of the kitchen counter pressing into my lower back. In one smooth motion, he lifted me up to sit on the edge and stepped between my legs. His strong hands gripped my thighs, spreading them apart as he pressed himself against me. I could feel his hardness through his jeans. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I drew him closer until there was no space left between us. Our lips met again in a searing kiss, all tongues and teeth and raw desperation.

Never had I wanted someone so much in my life.

Reaching for the hem of his shirt, I tugged it up and over his head impatiently. My hands roamed the newly exposed skin of his chiseled chest and abs reverently. Dean groaned into my mouth as my nails raked lightly down his back. His hands slid farther up my thighs, pushing the fabric of my dress higher, until his fingers danced along the edge of my panties teasingly. A soft moan escaped me. I wanted more. Dean pulled back enough to meet my heated gaze, and his blue eyes darkened with lust.

“Tell me what you want, Astrid,” he rasped, his voice rough with need.

“You,” I breathed. “I want you.”

That was all the encouragement he needed. In a flash, he had my dress pooling around my waist. I shivered as the cool air kissed my overheated skin, my nipples pebbling beneath the sheer fabric of my bra. His gaze skimmed over me, drinking me in.

“So beautiful,” he murmured before dipping his head to kiss along the swell of my breasts.

I threaded my fingers through his tousled hair, holding him close as his mouth worked me into a frenzy even more. When he slid his hand up my back and unclasped my bra, he pulled back to stare at me for a moment. My nipples hardened under his intense stare, and he groaned in approval as he leaned down to take one into his mouth. His warm tongue lapped over it, causing a shiver to run through me. He sucked gently at first before increasing the pressure and flicking it with his tongue. I couldn’t stop the moan that escaped my lips as I ran my hands through his hair, encouraging him to continue.

While he teased my nipple, his other hand slid up my inner thigh until he reached the elastic of my panties. He slid them down to my ankles next and began to gently explore my folds. My core clenched and quivered as he traced teasing circles around my entrance. I writhed in anticipation, needing more from him.

The man was driving me wild.

“Dean,” I breathed.

A low growl spurred from him. “I love it when you say my name.”

His head dipped lower, skimming his tongue along my skin while he worked his way down my abdomen. Before he buried his face in my heat, he inhaled deeply and released another low growl that vibrated from somewhere deep inside his chest.

“Mine,” he ground out, and then his tongue darted out teasingly, tasting me for the first time and sending shockwaves of pleasure through every nerve ending in my body.

His stubble scraped against my inner thighs and my back arched, sending my pelvis closer to him. I gripped the countertop, my knuckles white from the effort not to lose myself in the pleasure coursing through me at the feel of him tasting me.

When he plunged two fingers inside, stretching and filling me slowly, while continuing to work his magical tongue I nearly lost it. I cried out his name again as he picked up speed, setting a new rhythm that had me panting and almost begging for more.

Everything blurred out of existence. All I could focus on was the pleasure humming through my body at the feel of his suction on my clit and the thrusting of his fingers inside me. Each touch from him sent a jolt of pleasure through me, adding to the building climax tightening in my core.

“Oh, Dean!” I shouted, tugging at his hair.

He increased his efforts, sucking harder on my clit while thrusting his fingers deeper inside me with each stroke. His pace remained steady and swift, pushing me closer to a blissful release. The sensation was too much—too good—and yet I was greedy enough to want it to go on forever.

“Dean, please…” I panted, feeling the edge drawing near, and not knowing what I was even saying.

“You’re so fucking beautiful when you beg,” he groaned before sucking my clit once more.

My body shuddered in response, my walls contracting around his fingers. I dug my nails into his shoulders and my toes curled as I fell apart.

Once he was certain I was finished, he placed a gentle kiss to my inner thigh and then stood to his full height. He hoisted me into the air and carried me to his room like I weighed nothing. Kicking the door shut behind him, he crossed the room and placed me on his bed. With a sexy hunger flashing through his eyes, he shoved his pants to his ankles in one swift motion, allowing his cock to spring free, and then slid between my legs.

He didn’t hesitate before leaning forward to capture one of my nipples between his teeth again—nibbling it lightly as he lined himself up against my entrance. Teasingly, he slowly pushed inside me until he filled me completely. A groan escapedhim as he rocked his hips forward, rolling in and out of me at a tantalizingly slow pace. We both cried out at the sheer bliss of it all.

Our hips met in a rhythm that echoed our heartbeats—slow and steady at first before speeding up. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure rocketing through me. Our bodies slapped together, the sound echoing through the room as he pounded into me with more force. My back arched off the bed, and my breathing grew ragged again while his bed squeaked under our movements. Every time he pulled out and pushed back in, I felt him to the core of my being.

It was blissful.

Again, he built me up to another climax effortlessly. His thrusts became harder and faster while he slammed into me without mercy.

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