Page 231 of Secret Shifters Next Door

Those words made my heart stutter. I couldn’t hold his stare, so I looked down at my hands. “You have to stop saying things like that to me.”

He grinned. “Don’t count on it.”

I thought about what he’d told me about the curse. And I needed to know if he was okay. I didn’t want to be the reason he was in more pain. I reached across the table and took his hand. “Are you feeling okay? Has the curse caused any issues for you yet?”

“Nothing terrible.” His eyes smoldered as he looked at me. “But my wolf has been filling my head with some dirty thoughts.”

An intense heat rose between my legs, memories of the last time he’d touched me flashing through my mind. My breath left me in shallow gasps. The apartment was suddenly full of sexual tension so palpable it could be cut with a knife. I could remember the way his tongue slid inside me, how his fingers stroked part of me that no man had ever touched before, and how fucking good it felt.

“Do you want to try something new tonight?” he whispered.

My head was nodding before I even had a chance to think of an answer. The answer, obviously, was yes. I wanted it more than ever. He smiled, and I couldn’t help but think he looked alittle like a wolf when he did. He stood and took me by the hand, leading me into the bedroom. I followed, already feeling how wet I was as I walked.

He closed the door and pulled his shirt over his head. Then he kicked off his shoes and pulled off his socks and pants. Naked, he stood before me, and I gazed at him. I’d never seen a body so perfect. Every muscle was defined and perfect. He looked like he’d stepped out of a comic book or something. His abs rippled as he bent, tucking his thumbs into his underwear, sliding them down his legs. My eyes widened. This was the first time I’d ever seen him naked. The first man I’d ever seen naked in real life. It couldn’t get much better than this. No way.

My gaze drifted below his waist to his cock. My breath caught as I tried to figure out how it could look so weird, strange, and so goddamned gorgeous all at the same time. I could actually see it thickening and hardening the longer I looked at it.

“I’m yours to do with as you want tonight,” he said.

I took several gasping breaths before I was able to actually form words. “I…uh…I don’t know what to do.”

He smiled and sat on the bed, patting the spot beside him. “That’s fine. I think it’ll be fun to show you.”

So much confidence. My God, how could any person be so confident? I bit my lower lip. I wanted to show him I had a little bit of confidence as well. Before I could talk myself out of it, I pulled my robe off and tossed it on the bed. The cool air brushed over my breasts, and my nipples ached pleasantly as they hardened. Miles’s grin deepened as he watched me. The desire on his face boosted my confidence as I got on the bed with him.

He lay back, his hard cock jutting upwards. All I wanted was to touch it. Miles, seeing where my eyes were, took my hand and gently guided it to him.

“It’s okay. I want you to touch me,” he whispered.

I wrapped my hand around his dick. I was shocked at the warmth that came off it. His cock was so thick my fingers barely touched around his girth. My clit throbbed as I stroked him. A stuttering breath left Miles’s mouth, and I knew I was doing it right. I went up and down the shaft several times, getting more comfortable with it. I slid my other hand down his stomach, feeling the firm bumps of his abs.

Miles wrapped his hand around mine and showed me what he liked—long, slow strokes that went all the way up to the head and then back down. His hips moved in time with our hands, and I could feel his desire growing along with my own. I was desperate to slip my hand between my own legs, but I held off, wanting to give Miles my full attention.

Suddenly, he pulled my hand away and looked into my eyes. His own breathing was coming fast, almost panting. “You don’t have to, but do you want to put it in your mouth?”

“Yes.” The word burst out of my mouth. My inhibitions had vanished in a haze of excitement. I’d never been so horny, and I didn’t think I’d say no to anything at that moment.

“Okay, do you know what to do?” he asked, and I shook my head. “That’s fine. Lips, tongue. No teeth.”

I smiled. “I can do that.”

I lowered my head and took him in my mouth. Miles gasped and clutched my ass, his fingers digging into my flesh. I sucked at the head of his cock and slid my hand down to his balls. They had a strange and pleasant velvety softness to them. My other hand took hold of his dick, and I moved my lips down his shaft as far as I could go. I was happily surprised when Miles sucked in a breath, cursed, and arched his back. I was doing this. It was really happening, and I was doing a good job.

Emboldened by my success, I took more of him into my mouth. I wanted to make him feel good. I wanted to make him come. Feeling this strong, powerful man turn to jelly when Iwas using nothing but my hands and mouth made me feel so powerful and in control. That feeling caused a surge in me, and I sucked at his head, then slid my lips down. Over and over.

“God, Celina. Don’t stop,” he murmured.

I had no intention of stopping.

Miles slipped a finger into me, and I groaned around his cock. He slid a second finger inside me, and I almost screamed in ecstasy. Instead of screaming, I moved my mouth even quicker, my saliva lubricating the thick muscular flesh of his shaft. Miles thrust his fingers faster and faster, moving in time to my mouth. His other hand drifted to one of my nipples, pinching gently. I shuddered as I neared climax. I was desperate to feel it again, to have that explosion rock me to my core like the last time. But this night was about both of us.

I took the head of his cock in my mouth and sucked, sliding my tongue across it and stroking the shaft. Miles gasped and cursed under his breath. His hips trembled beneath me, and I reveled in it. I wanted to know that I could make him feel as good as he’d made me feel.

“Celina…uh…I’m gonna come.”

I flicked my tongue across the head of his dick even faster. His cock spasmed in my hands and mouth, and a bitter salty-sweet liquid filled my mouth. It was not as unpleasant as I’d expected.

Before I could even bask in the glory of what I’d done to him, my own body began to quiver as an explosive climax rippled through me. My mouth dropped open, and I wrapped my arms around his legs, hugging him as I turned into a convulsing orgasmic mess.

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