Page 40 of Her Wolf's Demands

A gorgeous zip of pleasure hit my core as he pinched my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, licking my ear at the same time. I melted against him, urging him to hold me up as I lost myself to his touch.

“I owe you… this,” he whispered, digging his free hand down into my leggings and pressing me through my underwear.

Gasping, I grasped his wrist as warmth exploded where he touched. I held him steady as he rubbed me, desperate for him to touch my skin.

“Please,” I begged unashamedly. “I need it.”

A gruff chuckle moved his chest against my back. I pressed my butt into him, grinding as he slipped two fingers under the material of my underwear and flicked them straight over my sensitive nub. Tingles spread instantly, making me gasp as I clung to his arm. “Yes,” I breathed, “right there.”

His lips sucked at the skin on my neck, heightening the sensations that were merging together and quickening my breath.

“You want a release?” he whispered in my ear.

Turning my head to look at him, I bit my lip and nodded. He smiled, the grin spreading and almost tipping me over the edge. He loved having control over me. And I quite liked it, too. Who was I kidding? I fucking loved having a man want to take care of me. I was an independent woman, yes, but it was wonderful to have a partner to lean on sometimes.

His fingers started to swirl faster, one dipping lower and entering me. Circling my entrance at the same time as flicking my C, he held me against him with his other arm, stroking my stomach and kneading my breast.

“Please…” My voice was tight, pleading.

He kissed my neck, burying his head under my hair. “Come for me, sweet Della,” he hissed. “Now.”

His command was followed by his teeth gently clamping down on the back of my neck. The pressure of his fingers intensified, going faster and faster. The slight twinge of his bite mixed with the skilful twirl of his finger sent a fierce shot of desire through me. The tingling pleasure built, hovering on the top of the rollercoaster.

“Now,” he whispered, kissing my neck where his teeth had been.

My knees gave out and I moaned loudly as my orgasm crescendo. The burst of ecstasy was sweet as it pulsed outwards, engulfing my whole body. Shuddering, I clenched my eyes closed, revelling in the waves of deliciousness.

“That’s it.” Malone’s breath fanned my face as the release faded, leaving me limp in his arms.

Taking his hands away, he scooped me up and cradled me against his chest. I snuggled into him, sniffing the heady scent of pine, sweat and blood. Shit, he hadn’t even had a chance to shower since the rescue.

“Once we’re clean,” I said, running a hand down the ridges of his muscles. “I’m going to return the favour. With my mouth.”

A bark of laughter shot from him as he carried me to the bedroom. I waved to Bohdi, who was flat out on the soft rug in front of the fire. My familiar had been through a terrible ordeal.

“I’ve already had my turn tonight, remember? It’s time to sleep.”

Lowering me on the bed, he stopped me when I went to sit up. “You’re exhausted. Let me.”

His fingers dug into the waistband of my leggings, tugging them down my legs. A gasp escaped me when he looked up my figure, his gaze lingering on my still pulsing core.

“I’ve never had someone undress me before,” I squeaked, almost ready to cover my vulnerability.

When his smile remained compassionate, I relaxed, allowing him to sit me up and strip off my crop top and bra. His touch was so soft, I almost didn’t feel it.

“I’ve told you more about me tonight. Tell me something about you.”

I shivered as he lifted me, barely flinching as he carried me into the bathroom and deposited me in the shower. With a wink, he leant against the sink, crossing his arms over his chest as he watched me.

Turning on the water, I submerged myself, hiding in order to gather my thoughts and calm my erratic heartbeat. He had been vulnerable to me. He wanted to know me as much as I wanted to know him.

“Well,” I muttered when I stuck my head out of the water. “I love burgers, American rock music and Netflix, especially a good historical drama.”

“And?”

He raised his eyebrows and the effect was breath-taking. Hot man with dark stubble on both his head and chin with flecked brown eyes and a strong square jaw. And… He was delving intomysoul, trying to find the real me. And yet, I no longer knew who I was, let alone, who I had been.

“And I’m afraid that if I allow my wolf spirit free, I’ll never be who I was before.” Shit, talk about blurt the truth.

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