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Chapter 14 - Athena

Marcus’s hands never stopped moving. Every time her breath caught, his lips followed. Every sound she made became the map he traced across her body.

There was nothing gentle about the way he touched her now. It was raw, urgent, and absolutely unrelenting. Six years of longing and denied desire had combusted into this fire that burned through them both.

She wanted him, too.

Athena groaned as he slid one hand under her top to feel her bare skin. She was hot to his touch, soft and yielding beneath his rough palms.

She could see his wolf peeking through the mask of the man.

His hands found their way to the buttons of her top in front as he undid them and slid it off her shoulder.

He broke their kiss to reveal his breast to their hungry gaze.

“Beautiful. Fucking beautiful,” he whispered.

In one swift movement, he turned her gently, careful enough not to crush her, so her back was turned to the bedpost and her hips straddled his.

Her hard nipples ached in need as she sucked her lower lip in anticipation.

Her free hands found their way under his shirt, exploring the hard planes of his back and feeling the muscles flex under her touch.

His eyes blazed with desire as he palmed one of her breasts into his hand, feeling the weight of it as he stroked her nipples hard and fast.

“So fucking perfect,” he murmured as he lowered his head to suck in one of her hard nipples, his hand not leaving the other.

The movement sent sparks of pleasure through her as Athena cried out. Her body was flush against his, and he didn’t stop. She let out a louder moan when he softly grazed her nipple with his teeth, and she writhed against him. Her hips dangled in circles against his hard cock.

She threw her head backward in pleasure.

“More,” she breathed, her voice strained, to which he obeyed.

“At your service, my lady.”

His hands slid off her chest toward her waist as he tore the dress off her. The sound of buttons clashed around the room.

She gasped in shock but resumed into a moan when his fingers slid down her panties as he pulled the thin material off her legs.

She was soaking wet.

“Look at you all wet and ready for me,” he chuckled darkly. His fingers slowly made their way to her clit as he circled the area, teasing her.

“Please,” Athena begged, throwing her head backward as the dizziness caught up with her.

“Please, what?” he asked innocently, like he didn’t know what she was begging for.

“Please—I.” Her hips ground against his palm, begging for him. She was too thrown in desire to form her words.

Marcus finally gave in to her as he dipped his middle finger into her wet cunt, thrusting in gently before he moved faster, rocking his fingers in and out as her pussy clenched around his finger.

“Fuck” she groaned as the pleasure overtook her. She was a mess under his touch.

Marcus continued his assault around her clit as she approached the edge. But this wasn’t enough; she needed him inside her.

As if hearing her thoughts, Marcus was moving up her body. His pants were somehow gone as he whipped out his erection, teasing the edge of it against her entrance.

Athena whimpered as he slid his cock into her slippery folds. He thrust a few times, slipping up and down her wet heat. She gasped when he thrust into her, hard and deep. Her body arched off the mattress beneath them, her nails digging into his shoulders as a loud moan tore from her throat. He swallowed the sound with another kiss that was all teeth and tongue, hungry and desperate. At this point, he was going to leave her mouth bruised, but she didn’t care. Right now, she wanted him.