Page 15 of Claiming the Shifter's Heart

His hair was shaved in some sort of Viking faux hawk with designs buzzed along the sides of his scalp. It was too short for her to find any purchase, but the things he was doing.

Hell, she was likely to collapse from sheer shock, never mind pleasure. The man seemed insatiable and for her of all people. She was too far gone to question it, and besides, part of her new self-affirmation process was to take the good things that came at face value. And this was definitely one of the good things.

“Get on, Mama,” he growled, hoisting one thigh, then the other over his broad shoulders.

He moaned, cupping her ass with his large hands and pushing her needy sex more firmly against his hungry, searching mouth. Della could not keep up with the sensations battering against her like wave after wave of pleasure.

Every second of his lusty attentions brought her higher and higher until she exploded with a shout as her release washed over her. She was too exhausted to move, but also embarrassed by her,er, shortcomings.

Was that a thing? Could women come too soon?

She didn’t really know. Her ex had only been interested in his pleasure, and the truth was Della never orgasmed with another person in the room. Self-exploration had been frowned upon in her Murder, but she was part human, for fuck’s sake.

She didn’t know how to handle what had just happened. This big, sexy Wolf made her see stars, playing her body like a fine instrument. Hoping she didn’t do anything wrong, she tried to control her breathing while Kris brought her down from his shoulders, gently kissing his way up her soft belly and breasts.

The man was not in a rush, and she was still tingling from his kisses and the magic he’d already conjured between her legs.

“Um, I’m sorry if I ruined it by going too fast,” she blurted. “It’s just, uh, never been like that,” Della whispered, exhaling a sharp breath as she wrestled with embarrassment.

“Hey, no, no, no, Sweet Girl, you look at me now,” Kris murmured, taking her face between his long-fingered hands.

“I mean, I just don’t want this to be over and if I ruined it?—”

“Ruined it? Don’t apologize, Della,” he scoffed, smiling at her. “That was the single sexiest experience of my life, and we’ve only just started.”

“Really?” she whispered, almost afraid to ask.

“Hell yeah, Baby. Your pleasure tastes like fucking ambrosia, and I’m proud I could do that for you. My Wolf wants to howl to the world that I made you come for me, but that’s only for us, Sweet Girl. No more apologies.”

“So, you don’t want me to go?”

“Go? Are you out of your mind? We’re not done by a long shot, and I can’t wait to see what you can do.”

Relief flooded her system, and arousal pooled between her legs. Della might be out of her mind at that, but only where he was concerned.

Lord, she burned for him. A whimper escaped her lips as she ran her hands over his bulging biceps to his smooth, broad shoulders. He was so fit, so fine, with the perfect amount of body hair and gorgeous symbols inked across his muscular torso.

Della wanted to lick them. She wanted to see if he tasted like forest everywhere, and she moaned as he pulled her in for a deep, hot, wet kiss.

Holy hell. Can this man kiss!

Then he was laying her down, peeling her out of that slinky underwear. He kissed and praised her as he revealed her most secret treasures inch by inch.

Della clutched at him. Eager for everything he was doing to her, while wanting and needing more at the same time. In her almost thirty years on this planet, Della had seen good and bad. She’d seen beauty and horror.

But this right here, this was pure magic. Kristoff was light years beyond her in looks. But he made her feel like a goddess.

She moaned and panted, scratched her nails up his back as he paid attention to her stretch marks, kissing each one like they were something beautiful.

“Every inch. Every goddamn inch. So fucking soft. So goddamn warm. Fuck Sweet Girl, I knew you were going to be beautiful,” he moaned reverently as he slid his hard, hot body on top of hers, positioning his hard cock at her entrance.

There was something empowering in the way he reacted to her, and Della felt it down to her toes. This man was dangerous. He was changing things, and she wasn’t sure she was ready for that.

Heck. She didn’t know what to do with it, either. Yes, she’d seen him looking. Knew he was interested. But what if it was all just sex for him?

Her Crow clicked and cawed, the animal inside her was pushing at her for something. Della wasn’t sure what. She nevergot along with her animal. The creature was always too skittish and timid for her.

Oh, she wanted to be strong, but her animal side had been treated as nothing for so long, she was afraid she’d started to believe it. Those thoughts were too heavy for what was happening between her and Kristoff.

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