Page 70 of Flare
When she lowered her head and took his magnificent cock into her mouth, Ward made a sound that was half groan, half growl.
His hand came to rest gently on the back of her head, not pushing, just maintaining contact.
Emily loved watching his face as she pleasured him—the way his eyes darkened, how his lips parted on each ragged breath, the flush that spread across his chest. He was so responsive, so unguarded. It made her feel powerful in the best possible way.
The entire time, he never stopped stroking her hair.
“Emily,” he warned a short time later. His voice sounded strained.“I’m close.”
She only worked him harder with her lips and tongue as Ward’s hips bucked beneath her. His fingers tightened in her hair, and then he was coming, his body shuddering as he shot his release into her mouth. He tasted of clean musk and salt.
Emily stayed with him through his climax, only pulling away when he relaxed back into the mattress, panting.
She swallowed and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand as Ward reached for her, pulling her up to lie in his arms.“That was incredible,” he said, his voice still rough.
“And you’re still hard,” she noted.
Andrew had been the same way. He always wanted to have sex until she was too sore to continue.
“It’s a shifter thing,” Ward said, confirming her guess.
Before she could respond, he was pulling up her sleep tee, leaving her only in panties.
“My turn,” he said, looking up at her with heated eyes.“If you’re up for more.”
“You don’t have to—”
“I want to,” he said, echoing her earlier words.“I’ve been dreaming about your incredible breasts since that first kiss.”
He rolled her onto her back, and set about worshipping her with his mouth and fingers. She loved having her nipples played with, and he seemed to love playing with them. It wasn’t long before she was arching off the bed and moaning as he teased her with tongue and teeth.
She was a quivering bundle of pure need by the time he raised his head and growled,“I want to taste you. Can I lick your pussy until you scream for me?”
“Oh God, yes.” She lifted her hips, and Ward yanked her panties down her legs, tossing them over the side of the bed.
He settled between her thighs, his broad shoulders spreading her legs wide. The first touch of his tongue against her had her gasping.
“You smell delicious and taste even better than I imagined,” he told her.
Then he devoured her with the same focused attention he’d shown with his fingers, learning what made her tremble and what made her cry out. When he sucked her clit while sliding two fingers inside her, Emily’s back arched off the bed and she literally saw stars.
The climax that ripped through her was even more intense than the first, leaving her trembling and breathless.
“Good girl,” Ward said from between her legs.“You’re gorgeous when you come, you know that?”
He brought her up to the edge and pushed her over again and again, until she was boneless and sated, her throat raw from crying out his name. She’d never come so hard or so often in her life.
When she was completely wrung out, he moved back up her body and gathered her in his arms. Emily curled against him, her head resting on his chest, listening to the steady thump of his heart. The intense fear that had gripped her earlier was completely gone, replaced by a deep sense of peace and safety.
“Rest now,” Ward whispered, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.“I’ve got you.”
Chapter 20
Practice Makes Perfect
Monday, May 18
Emily woke curled against Ward, feeling warm, rested, and above all, calm.
