Page 93 of Wolf Touched

My stomach fluttered. “Of course I need you.” I turned around, making it clear that I wanted him to clean me.

His strong fingers tangled in my hair, caressing my scalp and giving me a massage. I moaned, the sensation feeling so good and more sensual than I’d ever known. When I turned to rinse the shampoo from my head, he squirted the conditioner in one hand and took a bar of soap in the other. Turning around, he worked the conditioner into the ends of my hair while his other hand rubbed the bar of soap over my body.

After a minute, he used both hands to clean my body and placed the soap back on its shelf. I turned to rinse off, but he shook his head and connected,I’m not done yet.

His left hand cupped my breast, rubbing soap along my nipples, while the other one slipped between my legs. A knot of desperate need clenched inside me, and I leaned against the back wall of the shower, allowing the water to wash over my body. He locked eyes with mine as his thumb caressed my nipples and his fingers slid withinmy folds. Friction built deep within me, and I gasped as ecstasy slammed through me.

You are so fucking sexy,he linked, watching every expression on my face as he destroyed me.

After my body stopped quivering, I smiled wickedly and grabbed his dick. “My turn.”

He grinned. “Not complaining.”

I moved him around, switched spots, let him go, and grabbed the bottle of shampoo.

“Hey!” He reached to grab my wrist. “That’s not what you hinted at.”

I smacked his hand away. “I’m clean, so now you gotta be too.”

He pretended to pout but squatted so that I could reach the top of his head. Just like he’d taken care of me, I washed his hair.

When he spun around to rinse the shampoo, he linked,No conditioner. I just need my body washed.He winked, making me laugh.

I didn’t complain since this was the part I’d been looking forward to most—cleaning his body. I followed every curve of muscle and slid my hand downward to find him hard.

He shuddered as I stroked him, trying to make him feel like he’d made me feel. His hips swiveled, increasing the rhythm, and he leaned toward me, kissing me.

These were the moments that made me feel sane. With us together like this, the rest of the world melted away. Our connection needed this.

He kissed down my neck, and I moaned, wanting to keep going, but he lifted me, placing my back against the wall as he slid inside me. We were already panting, our souls reaching for each other.

I wanted to tease you longer,I linked, my body tensing, needing that release.

He nipped at my throat and quickened the tempo.I need to be deep inside you.

His words had my wolf howling, and I dug my fingers into his back, needing to mark him the way he was marking me. He groaned as his fingers dug deeper into my skin.

Our bond opened and reached out to connect our souls, and he released his hold, taking my hands and pinning them against the wall as he kissed me again.

We orgasmed at the same time, our pleasure blending. Our tongues worked in sync as the strongest euphoria we’d ever experienced exploded between us. I wasn’t sure how long the high lasted, but when we came down, the water was lukewarm.

Guiding me back under the stream, he rinsed us off.

We’d climbed out of the shower and were getting dressed when Keith linked,We need you out here and fast. Keagan’s on the line.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

The little bit of peace that Raffe and I had shared floated away, though my limbs were still weak from the amazing exertion.

Raffe groaned, pulling the tight jeans over his legs and carefully zipping up so his dick didn’t get caught since he still was going commando.I’ll need to go back to the house and get the right fucking size. I can’t handle this any longer.

Not going to lie; I enjoy seeing you like this, but I won’t feel that way when other women get the same courtesy.It wasn’t nearly as good as seeing him naked, but I did enjoy seeing all the curves of his muscles in the tight clothing.

Babe, you get to see what’s underneath my clothes anytime you want to.He winked.You don’t need me to wear clothes like this. You have special privileges.He opened the door and marched through the bedroom.

I ran the brush through my hair and glanced in the mirror. My cognac eyes were bright again, likely from Raffe and I reconnecting, but there were dark circles under my eyes from the hell we’d been through the night before.

With our lives hanging in the balance, I didn’t have timeto worry about appearances. I put down the brush and hurried after Raffe. I didn’t want to miss a moment of the conversation.I didn’t expect a decision so soon.I wasn’t sure if a quick call was a good sign or bad.

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