Page 38 of The Reluctant Wolf and His Fated Mate
As had she. Six months of fantasies over the stranger she’d met at the club. “Me too,” she admitted. That was before she knew him, before she started to fall in love with him…
No, that couldn’t be right, could it? She hadn’t even been with him a week.
Damon silenced her thoughts as he slid his swim trunks down, revealing his full, impressive erection.
Her heart beat with a loud jolt. “You’re even more magnificent than I imagined.”
Damon slid his body over her, pressing his hard length against her inner thighs. “You’ve thought about this?” He kissed her breasts and abdomen.
“Yesss,” she stammered.
He moved his mouth lower, kissing her lower belly. “And this?”
Her heart pounded like crazy, thundering in her ears. “Uh huh.”
“How about this?” He parted her thighs and moved his head there, kissing and nibbling at her inner thighs.
She tossed her head to the side on his pillow. “God, yes,” she cried.
“And I’ve fantasized about tasting this.” His tongue brushed along her folds.
She sighed and relaxed onto his bed, finally having him where she desperately needed him to be.
With every lick and stroke that followed, she writhed and moaned beneath him. She couldn’t think of anything else besides how good this felt, how skilled he was, how he seemed to anticipate what she needed, controlling her body with his mouth and hands.
She ran her hands through his wavy hair. “Oh, Damon. So good.” Sentences were beyond reach.
He shifted his focus to her clit, circling the sensitive nub with his tongue. Increasing the pressure, he drove her higher until she was clutching at the sheets. Her lower body rose and fell with him, lost under his spell and unwilling to break from it.
Her body trembled as she soared higher. “Oh… Oh my God!” She shuddered as a climax ripped through her, more powerful than any she’d ever experienced.
Thunderous pulses moved through her body, quakes of pleasure that left her feeling boneless and incapable of thought.
Damon pulled back, letting her recover. “You taste so good.” He nuzzled her thighs. “I want to do that a thousand times more.”
That would be sweet heaven. But every nerve in her body was far too sensitized for another round just yet. And yet, what she needed now was him.
When her heaving breaths slowed, she reached for him, pulling him up over her body. “I need you, Damon. I need you inside me—now.”
Damon
Damon had to pause and regroup, trying to control himself as the scent of Sophie’s desire clouded the air in his room. He’d wanted her for so long. Now that she was here, naked in his bed, his fantasies were becoming true. He wanted to savor them.
He was so turned on by bringing her to climax, he needed a moment before he succumbed to that excitement and exploded too early, despite his ecstatic wolf urging him to continue.
Damon exhaled with a low whoosh as he gazed at Sophie. Her dark auburn hair was splayed across the white, cotton pillowcase. Her eyelids were lowered as she gazed at him, anticipation burning in her eyes. Her cheeks pink, expression rapturous.
She was the most desirable creature he’d ever seen. Her plump breasts with diamond hard nipples were an invitation to touch and kiss and suckle. Her soft body was full of more curves just aching to be caressed. Her smooth thighs were parted, revealing the sweet pussy he’d just savored. She’d tasted so good, a musky ambrosia just for him, and she was so wet, he couldn’t wait to bury himself inside her.
Sophie’s brows furrowed. “Is everything okay, Damon?”
“Phenomenal,” he replied. “I just needed a moment.”
He reached into the drawer of his nightstand and pulled out a condom. After tearing open the packet, he rolled it onto his cock while she watched, eyes gleaming wider.
“Please don’t make me wait much longer,” her voice lowered with the soft plea.
“No more waiting.” He crawled over her, pressing his cock in between her legs. When he felt how wet she was, he moaned.
