Page 208 of Wolf Roulette

Sascha leaned in to kiss me, and it was like stepping into a warm bath. We melded together, slipping further into each other than humanly possible. Our thoughts merged into a single, steady stream of consciousness.

Our scents were indistinguishable.

Our hearts thudded in unison.

The bondburnedbetween us.

I paused for breath. “I love you so much.”

“And I you.”

His neck muscles were taut, and I smelled his restraint, but he didn’t hurry.

I lifted up as Sascha worked my T-shirt up and unclipped my bra. Growling, he bowed his head to my chest and worked there until my claws started to extend.

He left me squirming to remove his clothes, then returned to unbutton my shorts and slide them down.

Skimming his palms up my thighs, he sighed. “So fucking beautiful.” In my mind he added,You can’t be real.

I’m here and I’m not leaving ever again.I knew it the second Wade drove through the manor gates after the game.

Sascha had waited for me.

I’d waited for him.

And now was our time to be.

Sascha whispered a sweet kiss on my lips. He spread my thighs and settled between them. I wriggled at his breath on my sensitive skin.

He kissed both of my inner thighs, and I clutched at the blankets.

Sascha sucked my clit into his mouth.

My body began to shake.

Sometimes, he tortured me with cruel slowness. Neither of us could do that tonight. His mouth worked furiously. His tongue circled and laved and circled again.

A soft cry left my lips, and instead of tensing, my body went entirely limp.

It knew what was coming.

I had nothing against the fire licking my body. “Sascha.”

At least I tried to say his name.

My eyelids fluttered and my body trembled violently under his touch.Sascha inserted a finger inside me and moved his hand at Luther speed.

It shouldn’t be possible to feel more.

My mind couldn’t fathommore.

I arched off the bed, screaming as I shattered into a million pieces.

He didn’t relent. The pieces of me continued to shatter.

Break.

Savage snarls ripped from him as I gasped and writhed, shrieking as pleasure turned to pain. Andstill, I wanted it.

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