Like a goddess, she leaned in and kissed him, reminding him how lucky he was to have her like this. To have her in his life for however long he could keep her. That he was the man she chose to give herself to.
"I want this, Shane. I need this. Please, make me feel." She kissed along his jaw.
He threaded his hand through her hair to angle her mouth for a kiss and then swiped his tongue along her bottom lip. She moaned and gripped him tighter. When she parted her lips, they worked in unison. She scooted herself up to slide along his length. Teasing and coaxing, but he didn’t give in. He let her rub against him until he could sense the tension coiling.
He flipped their positions, so he was on top, and she was on her back. On a deep breath he leaned back, to take her all in. Flushed, her chest rose and fell in pants. He ran a finger up the protective runes tattooed into each of her forearms and along her delicate collar bone to her side where more runes decorated around a huge vertical scar. He picked up the crystal on a chain around her neck to examine the pink stone but lost interest as he took in her rose-colored nipples, tight and turned on. Perfection.
She was easily the most breathtaking woman he’d ever seen. "You’re beautiful."
He kissed her skin, starting with her cheeks. Down her chest, sucking on each nipple and the sensitive flesh of her breasts. He bit down and licked, repeating the process all over each breast and back up to her neck. He pressed two fingers along her slick heat.
He buried his head in her shoulder. "You’re so wet."
"More," she said. "I need more."
He kissed down to her belly button and finally where he wanted to be between her legs. He pushed her legs wide. "Is this what you want?"
"Yes."
He lowered his mouth and parted her with two fingers to flatten his tongue against her clit. One lick and, oh my, she tasted incredible. He wanted to see her come this way. At least once tonight. But he took his time, teasing and tempting her with his mouth and fingers until she was bucking and screaming at him to let her come. Only then did he give her what she wanted.
Afterward, her hands trekked to his ass where she pressed until he was between her spread legs at her entrance.
"Please, Shane."
"Please what?"
"I need you. Would you please fuck me?" She surged her hips upward to encourage him to move.
"I won’t fuck you. Such an awful word in this century. But I will love you. I will give you everything you want. Are you sure your spell for birth control will work?"
She frowned and muttered an incantation. "I re-did the spell."
He slowly eased into her. Her moan spurred him to keep going. He tried to breathe, even just catch his breath, and focus on what he was doing to slow down. He had to stop himself from turning into his feral form, which would terrify her, but it seemed impossible with her so tight around him. It had been next to impossible last time he was deep inside her, but he’d managed.
"You feel so right. So perfect." The look of absolute satisfaction on her face had him pausing again to get his mind tight on staying in human form.
She frowned. "Is there more? It seems like you want to do something more. I felt it last time. I want to experience all of you. Don’t hold back. If there’s biting or you being what you are, I want it."
He wanted to move. To pump into her until they both saw stars. But he was going to lose it and turn into his other self. So hard to avoid on the full moon night. He dropped his head into her shoulder.
She wiggled to get him moving. "Give me the real you. All of you."
"If I… I’ll frighten you."
"I don’t scare easily." She squeezed her inner muscles around him and wiggled, trying to tease him into losing it. "Please, move. I can’t stay here like this."
He dropped a kiss on her lips. "I swear I won’t hurt you. Please, don’t be afraid."
"I trust you, Shane. Give me the real you. Not the demon. I want you, the lycan."
He growled and let go, transforming into his feral form. It was stronger, more muscular. All his senses were enhanced, which helped him in fights. But during sex it supposedly amplified every sensation and would take him to a new plane of intensity. He’d never been in primal form during sex.But the rumors were true. Being this way amplified everything. He could barely grit out, "You okay?"
"Oh, my God. You’re huge." She touched his face and ran her hands down his shoulders. "I think you just got bigger inside too. Oh, God…I’m going to come." He could feel her inner muscles clenching tight. And then she screamed and bucked around him. Her nails dug into the skin of his back, a trigger pushing him to move.
He wanted to bite and pump but held back. He’d get her to this precipice again. And then he’d do it. He focused on breathing as he trailed kisses along her jawline and down her neck. As she came down from the high, her hips started moving as she groaned into his ear when he kissed again along her jaw.
"You’re still holding back," she whispered.