Page 60 of The Weakest Wolf

“And what is that?”

Galen grabs the top of my sweatpants and shoves them down my legs. “Hey! What the—” Before I can finish, he has me flat on my back on the counter, his hands on my hips, and his face an inch from doing exactly what he promised.

“What are you doing?” I gasp, my hands in his hair.

“If you think back, little wolf, I’m sure you can figure it out.”

Oh, God. This is bad.

My fingers tighten in his hair as I push at him. “Well, stop. I’d rather you cleaned the mess off the floor.” I close my eyes as I say it, because one look and Galen will know it’s absolutely the last thing I want.

His husky laugh blows hot air over me, making me jump. “Stubborn. Well, I think I know how to suck all that stubbornness right out of you.”

“It’s not going to be as easy as—oh my fuckingGod!” My back arches off the counter as one firm lick and pleasure explodes within me, unexpectedly sharp and rich.

Galen lifts his head from between my thighs. My hands tremble with the need to force him back so he can repeat the incredible thing he just did with his tongue.

“God, hmm?” he murmurs. “Didn’t take long for you to change your tune.”

“I think we should talk about this. Right after you clean up the mess on the floor.”

For the next several seconds, he does nothing but study me. “You’re determined to pretend you don’t want this. Look me in the eye and tell me this isn’t what you want. That this isn’t what you wanted when you were thinking of me in the shower.”

I part my lips.

He keeps talking. “No lies. Not this time.”

My mouth snaps shut.

One second, two, three pass in silence. He’s waiting for me to speak, I know that, but I can’t do it. I can’t tell him no because it would be the biggest lie I’ve ever told. I want him more than I’ve ever wanted anyone. “I can’t.”

“Why not?” His eyes are more serious than I’ve ever seen them before.

“You know why,” I whisper. “You know.”

His gaze drifts down my body, and this time, when he lowers his head, I don’t stop him.

Not two seconds after he puts his mouth on me, I’ve forgotten all the reasons why this is a bad idea.

Five seconds in, I’m writhing from his hungry licks. And the low groans rumbling from his chest are just another thing pushing me closer to release. My fingers clutch at his hair as I moan, desperate for him to never stop.

Every hungry lick, every stroke, every rumbling groan, makes my pleasure build and build. I swore I would never beg him for anything. That was before I knew what magic he was capable of.

I’m so close now. “Galen,” I pant.

I don’t know what I need, but I know he can give it to me.

His tongue plunges deep, deeper than before, and I shatter. Screaming, I thrash beneath him. I lose myself in my climax as wave after searing wave floods my body.

It goes on forever.

When my eyes flutter open, Galen isn’t pinning me down anymore. Now he looms over me.

Gripping my hips, he drags my body to the edge of the counter, never taking his eyes from mine. The first press of hard, hot naked skin between my legs makes me forget I just climaxed. I’m hungry for more. Now.

His hands leave my hips to tighten on my shirt. Fabric rips and he tosses the pieces of fabric aside.

I don’t know when he took off his jeans, but they’re gone. Now there’s nothing between us.

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