Page 818 of Love Bites

“Just so we’re clear.”

“Crystal clear,” she confirmed, breathless.

Satisfied, Eagan slid his palm across the inside of her smooth, dark thighs, spreading her as far as the pants would allow. But it wasn’t enough. He wanted her completely open to him. He wanted to see everything. Touch everything.

He jerked the pants further down. They caught on her ankles, and when he lowered himself between her knees, the material tightened, limiting her mobility.

Eagan met her eager eyes, smirking as he lowered his mouth to her slick flesh. Her scent was everywhere. He breathed deep, taking it in his body. Everywhere. Wanted that sweet scent all over him. He blew gently on her swollen lips and she jerked.

So sensitive.

“Did you touch yourself?” he rumbled. “In the woods, when you were alone, did you touch yourself?”

“Yes,” she moaned.

“Good girl.”

With a long, deliberate stroke of his tongue, he finally tasted her.

Eagan pulled back, staring at her wet slit, shaking all to hell. “Fuck.” The words were barely a breath from his arousal moistened lips.

Clara stiffened. “What? What is it?”

She tried to sit up on her elbows, but his hand on her belly stopped her.

“Stay down.”

“Eagan, what’s wrong?”

“Wait. I have to make sure.”

He bent to lick his mate again, his tongue delving into her over and over until she was limp beneath him once more. He could go crazy on her taste. Especially… especially this one.

He pulled back, his whole body trembling with need, with what he wanted to do to her.

“You’re in heat,” he croaked.

“What?”

“You’re fertile. Ready for me to put a baby in you.”

“Holy shit,” she cried, trying to lean up again.

“I won’t,” he said, nuzzling her short hair. “Not until your heart is as ready as your body. Now lay back. I wasn’t done licking.”

“But Eagan—”

He cut her off by pushing his tongue into her, slowly fucking her with it until she was too breathless to argue. Leisurely, he worked her, swirling his mouth over her clit and back to her opening. Her thighs quivered against his face and he knew she was close again. More urgently now, he sucked at her plump lips, nipping and lapping. Then he captured that swollen pearl at the top and she let out a cry so satisfying he almost released right onto the bed.

Fuuuuck.

She bucked against his mouth, and he couldn’t seem to stop giving her more. Even when she stilled, panting to catch her breath.

“Eagan… Eagan, please…”

He surged up, capturing her mouth, kissing her as she fell back to earth. “Please what?”

She shook her head, her eyes glassy with pleasure. “Just… please.”

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