Page 78 of Rugged

She nodded, unsnapping my shirt. She was just as eager for us to be bare as I was. “I got scared. I understand now. I’m sure of you.”

I stroked my hand down her back and squeezed her ass. “I’m sure of you, too.”

She laughed. “It kind of seems like you don’t have a choice. You did bite me after all.”

I grinned. “Well, that’s true, but there’s so much to it. There’s my biology–my wolf side that drives me to keep you close, protected, provided for.” I flicked my brows and put a little growl into my voice. “Pleasured.”

She rubbed her body over mine and smiled. “Mmm. I like the sound of that.”

“But there’s also the human side. That part of me falls more and more in love with you every minute. Ididn’t say it before, baby. I love you. I do. Yes, you’re my mate, but my heart is yours.”

Her eyes grew bright with tears. “I love you, too,” she whispered. She’d opened my shirt, and she’d slid her hands up my bare chest.

My cock, already semi-hard, thickened painfully against my zipper.

I wanted to go slow with her this time. I didn’t have the full moon and the need to mark her driving me mad anymore. It seemed that one little nick of my tooth had been enough to embed my scent in her skin and satisfy my need, which frankly was a relief. Marking a human could be dangerous and was obviously painful for them, since they didn’t heal instantly like we did.

This time, I could savor touching Emma, learning every inch of her body. Every moan. Whimper. Gasp. I slipped her t-shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor.

She worked on unbuttoning my jeans.

I unsnapped her bra, groaning when her large breasts sprang free. Before I could lower my head to worship them, Emma sank to her knees, dragging my jeans and boxer briefs down as she went.

The sight of her before me, glancing up at me through her fringe of lashes was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen.

“Oh, shit.”

She smiled up at me as she gripped my erection.

I kicked my jeans and boxer briefs off my ankles to get them out of her way, and she extended her tongue and brought the head of my cock to it.

One touch of her wetness, and my balls drew up tight. I groaned, stroked my fingers over her silky hair.

She held her tongue still and rubbed the head of my cock over it. The alternating sensation of hot tongue and cooling air drove me wild. Especially when she followed all that teasing by engulfing my entire cock in her mouth and letting it slide deep.

“Fuck,” I breathed.

I was dying.

It was so good.

I fisted my hand in her hair and used it to guide her forward and back, slow and deep. She massaged my balls, then popped off and sucked them, which nearly shot me through the roof with pleasure.

“Fuck, baby. That’s so good. You’re killing me, Emma.”

Oh, to say her real name was the sweetest sound.

She smiled up at me. “That’s the intention.” She continued her delicious torture until I was close to coming down her throat, and then I stopped it.

“My turn, baby.” I pulled her up, lifted her by the waist, and tossed her in the center of the bed.

“Show off,” she laughed. “Now I know how you’re sostrong. It wasn’t just from tossing bales of hay around on a ranch.”

“Do you like it?” I pounced on her, tugging her yoga pants and panties off.

“I freaking love it.”

I crouched over her, taking a moment to look my fill of my naked mate. She was exquisite. Soft and curvy. Beautifully opened to me.

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