Page 54 of Total Eclipse of the Moon
"Do it now. Before we go further."
She uttered the words of a spell intended as contraception, not that she’d ever tested it before. Trusting someone to be this intimate other than her husband? Never. Yet, it wouldn’t matter. Shewasgoing to die. Shewouldget him free to live his own life before then, though.
"Oh, God," she moaned as he entered her. His pace stirred pleasure deep inside her. But he was holding back. The veins in his neck and the clench of his jaw said he could give her more and that he wanted to.
"Please, Shane. I need you to move. Be you."
"You’re not the one in charge."
She wrapped her legs around his sides and met his small thrusts with her own. "I need you so hard."
He didn’t give in to her eagerness. "We’re not going to rush this, not if this is all we get. We’re going to squeeze every second of pleasure out of it."
He trailed his lips up to her mouth but didn’t kiss her. Instead, he lifted up a few inches. Then he crashed his mouth into hers as he pulsed his hips.
He captured her moan in his mouth as her legs dug deep into his back to try to control the pace of his thrusts. To push him faster. But he wasn’t giving in. She was right there on the edge. Pleasure pooled at the base of her spine, the euphoric feeling amplified with every push.
So close.
"Shane, please, I need more. I’m at the edge."
"Good." He brought his mouth back to hers, as if wanting to prolong the moment for as long as possible.
She contracted her inner walls around him on purpose.
"Jaysus, Maddy." His nostrils flared with a wildness that excited her. He seemed to get bigger around her—muscles, teeth, strength. This was him shifting to his more primitive lycan form. Lord, it was hot.
"Like that, do you?" She did it again.
"Don’t—"
"Don’t what? Do this?" she asked as he thrust into her again and she contracted tight around him.
He hissed out a groan. "I won’t last or control the change."
"I want to see all of you as you should be." She wanted him in his primal form.
"No. You’re not… I won’t do that." He transformed back to his more human shape, but the effort of concentration had him shaking.
"Make me come. Now." On a gasp she added, "Please."
He reached between them to press her clit and move in circles. Moving faster, harder.
She pressed on him to roll him over to his back. Then she was in control of the pace. He smoothed his hands down her to pull her to take him in all the way, intensifying the connection.
That’s all it took. One more thrust and she was done.
Every last ounce of pleasure collected, coiled, and detonated in the center of her body, ripping her into a million pieces. She wasn’t sure what kind of energy came out of her as her body fell apart on top of him.
* * *
"Bloody hell,"he muttered as he drove harder and harder. His body stiffened and heat ripped down his spine. Euphoria hit hard and he forgot everything as he came deep inside her. A cataclysm far beyond climax tore through him. It blinded him internally and externally with white light.
Literal. Freaking. Fireworks. Of white light.
Afterward, he felt high, as if he’d both smoked weed and eaten hallucinogenic mushrooms at the same time, which he’d done once long ago to try to dull Baku. He didn’t recommend it since he'd drunk walked off the edge of a dock.
She collapsed on top of him. Their foreheads connected and they finally opened their eyes, gazes meeting. They both stared, dazed.
