Page 34 of Moon's Call

“Draken,” she whispered, her voice shaky.

“Relax,” he breathed, his hand sliding down her side. He paused at the edge of her panties, his fingers tracing the line where the fabric met her skin. “Tell me if you want me to stop.”

She shook her head, her eyes dark with want. “Don’t stop.”

That was all the encouragement he needed. His fingers slipped beneath the fabric, finding her already slick with desire. He groaned, pressing his forehead against her collarbone as he explored her, his touch firm and deliberate. “You’re so wet for me,” he said, his voice thick.

Her hips rocked against his hand, and he smirked, kissing the curve of her neck. “That’s it. Let me make you feel good.” He slid two fingers inside her, curling them just right, and she cried out, her body arching into his touch. His wolf howled with satisfaction as he felt her clench around him, her pleasure washing over her.

“I can’t—“ Her breath hitched, and he kissed her deeply, swallowing her moans as she came apart in his arms. He kept his fingers moving, drawing out her climax until her legs were trembling.

When she finally stilled, he pulled back just enough to see the dazed look in her eyes. “There’s more coming,” he said, his voice low. He dropped to his knees, hooking his fingers into her panties, and slid them down her legs. She stepped out of them, her hands braced against the wall as she looked down at him.

“What are you?—“

He didn’t let her finish. His mouth was on her, his tongue tracing her most sensitive spot. She gasped, her fingers tightening in his hair, and he grinned against her skin. He licked her slowly, savoring her, then increased the pace. His fingers soon joined the rhythm of his tongue.

“Draken!” Her cry was sharp, her body shaking as another orgasm ripped through her. He held her steady, his hands holding onto her hips as she rode it out, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps.

When she finally slumped against the wall, her legs quivering, he stood, pulling her into his arms. “You okay?” he asked, brushing her hair from her face.

She nodded, her cheeks flushed. “More than okay.”

He kissed her softly, tasting her on his lips. “Good. Because I’m just getting started.” His wolf growled in agreement, and he couldn’t help but smirk. Tonight, he was going to make sure she knew exactly who she belonged to.

His breaths came more rapidly as he stripped off his formal wear, tossing it to the floor with a careless motion. His boxers followed, and his large member sprang free, hard and aching for her. He moved to the edge of his massive four-poster bed. His wolf was practically pacing inside him, eager, demanding—this was his mate, and he was going to claim her in every way that mattered tonight.

“Come here,” he said as he sat down, his voice low and commanding, patting his thighs.

Lorelei, still trembling from her climax, walked toward him with a shy smile that made his chest tighten. She hesitated for a moment before climbing onto his lap, her hands resting lightly on his shoulders. Her warmth radiated against him, and he groaned as she slowly lowered herself onto him, taking him inch by agonizing inch. Her tightness was almost too much to bear, and he clenched his jaw, forcing himself to stay still.

“Damn, Lorelei,” he growled. “You feel amazing.”

She let out a soft gasp, her nails digging slightly into his shoulders. “This feels really good.”

He smirked, lifting his hips slightly to press deeper into her. His wolf preened at the thought of her full of him. “Take control.”

And she did, wrapping her arms around his neck and starting to rock her hips against him. The pace was slow, deliberate, and it drove him wild. Her breath hitched with every movement, and he matched her rhythm, savoring every second of the slick, tight heat surrounding him. He leaned forward, kissing and sucking at her neck, marking her in the only way he could—for now.

“That’s it,” he murmured against her skin, his hands sliding up her back. “You’re doing so good.”

Her moans grew louder, her pace increasing as she found her rhythm. He could feel her tightening around him, her body trembling with the building pleasure. His control was slipping, his thrusts becoming harder, faster, but he kept his focus on her. He wanted her to fall apart again, to shatter in his arms.

“Draken,” she gasped, her fingers tightening in his hair. “I’m close.”

“Let go,” he urged, his voice rough with want. “Come for me, Lorelei.”

Her breath hitched, and then she was crying out her pleasure, her body convulsing around him. The room shook violently, the stone walls trembling as her earth magic surged in response to her climax. Dust rained down from the ceiling, and Draken couldn’t help but laugh, holding her tightly as she rode out the waves of her pleasure.

“That’s my Luna,” he said, his chest swelling with pride. “Look at the power you have.”

She slumped against him, her breathing ragged, her body still trembling. “That was... wow.”

He chuckled, pressing a kiss to her temple. His large member was still hard inside her, throbbing with need, but he forced his body to stay still for a moment. This was about her—for now. “You ready for more?” he teased, his hands sliding down to her ass.

She groaned, but there was a smile in her voice. “You’re insatiable.”

“Always,” he said. “Especially when it comes to you.”

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