Page 21 of Moon's Call

“Trust me,” he interrupted, his hands moving to the button of her jeans. He made quick work of them, sliding them down her legs and tossing them aside. Her panties followed, and then she was completely bare.

He settled between her thighs, his hands gripping her hips to hold her steady. She let out another surprised gasp when he leaned in, his tongue tracing a slow, deliberate path over her most sensitive spot.

“Draken!” Her voice was a mixture of shock and pleasure, and he couldn’t stop himself from chuckling, the sound vibrating against her skin.

“Relax,” he said. “You’re in control, remember? Just let go.”

Her hands tangled in his hair, tugging slightly, and he took that as permission to continue. He licked and sucked, alternating between slow, teasing strokes and faster, more insistent movements. Her moans grew louder, her hips rocking against his mouth as she lost herself in the sensations.

The ground beneath them began to tremble, tiny vibrations that grew stronger with every passing second. Draken smiled against her skin, his wolf preening at the knowledge thattheywere the ones making her lose control. He pressed harder, his tongue working in relentless circles until her body tensed, her back arching off the blanket.

“Oh—oh my—“ Her words were cut off by a cry of pure pleasure as she came, the earth shaking beneath them in a way that was anything but subtle. Draken held her hips steady, drinking in every last tremor of her orgasm as it rocked through her.

When she finally collapsed back onto the blanket, her chest heaving, he climbed back up her body. “Still think I’m just here to teach you control?” he teased, brushing her hair from her face.

She laughed breathlessly, her eyes still dazed. “I think you’re here to drive me insane.”

“Good,” he said. “Because I’m nowhere near done with you.”

Draken lay back on the picnic blanket, his chest rising and falling as he kicked off his boots and shucked his jeans and boxers. His member sprang free, thick and hard, and he couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face when Lorelei’s eyes widened.

“Surprised?” he teased, his voice low and gravelly.

She let out a breathless laugh, her cheeks flushing. “I mean, I wasn’t expecting…that.”

“You’re welcome,” he quipped, reaching for her hand and tugging her toward him. She faltered slightly, landing with a playful laugh against his chest. “Straddle me,” he commanded, his tone firm but gentle. He needed her to take control—this was about her pleasure, her comfort right now.

She hesitated for a moment, her brown eyes searching his. “I’ve never… been on top before.”

“Then let me be your first,” he said, his grin turning wicked. He guided her hips, helping her position herself over him. “Take your time. Go as slow as you need.”

She bit her lip, her hands resting on his chest for balance as she lowered herself onto him inch by agonizing inch. Draken’s jaw clenched, his fingers digging into her hips as she enveloped him completely. She was so tight, so warm, so perfect. His wolf howled in approval, and he had to fight to keep himself from thrusting upward and taking her fully. This was her pace, her control.

“Good,” he murmured, his voice strained. “You’re doing perfect.”

She let out a shaky breath, her body adjusting to his size. “You’re…a lot.”

He chuckled, the sound ragged. “You’ll get used to it. Now, move when you’re ready.”

Lorelei began to rock her hips, slowly at first, her movements tentative but growing more confident as she found her rhythm. Draken’s hands gripped her waist, guiding her as she set the pace. Her head fell back, her hair cascading down her back as she moaned softly. The sight of her—so lost in pleasure, so beautiful—was almost enough to undo him.

“That’s it,” he encouraged, his voice rough with desire. “You’re in control. Take what you need.”

Her pace quickened, her body moving with a natural grace that made his breath hitch. Draken’s hips began to meet hers, thrusting deeper and harder, driving her to the edge. Her moans grew louder, mingling with his own as the tension between them built to a fever pitch.

“Draken,” she gasped, her nails digging into his chest. “I—I’m—oh?—“

Her climax hit her like a tidal wave, her body trembling as she cried out. The ground beneath them shuddered in response, rocks and dirt moving as her powers surged with her release. Draken grinned through gritted teeth, his own orgasm barreling toward him. He wanted to mark her, to claim her as his mate in every way possible, but his rational mind held him back. She didn’t yet understand what it meant to be his Luna, to be bound to him and the pack. He wouldn’t take that choice from her.

Instead, he gripped her hips tighter and thrust into her one last time, his release crashing over him with a force that left him breathless. He spilled inside her, his body shuddering with the intensity.

Lorelei collapsed onto his chest, her body still trembling with aftershocks. Draken wrapped his arms around her, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

His heart swelled with a warmth he hadn’t felt in centuries. This woman—this human—was more than he’d ever dared to hope for. And he was determined to show her just how much she meant to him.

TEN

LORELEI

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