He released her wrists and planted his hands beside her head, holding himself above her. She groaned in disappointment at the realization that she was no longer trapped beneath his delicious weight. Turbulent desire darkened his eyes as he stared down at her. “I want to make love to you so badly I can hardly contain myself.”
“Then why don’t you?” She curled her hand around the back of his neck. “I’m your bond-mate. According to you, that’s irreversible. So why not do what we both want to do?”
Rafe gritted his teeth. It looked like it was taking all his effort not to ravish her. “We should wait.”
That was the very last thing she wanted to hear. “For what?”
“Until we know each other better. Until you have a chance to think about what you want…what you really want, beyond the next couple days.” Rafe pressed an almost platonic kiss on the corner of her mouth. “It would destroy me if you wound up regretting this. And after what they nearly did to you tonight—“
“After what they nearly did, all I want is to feel safe. You make me safe.” Katie tickled the back of Rafe’s neck with her fingernails, pleased when he shivered. “I trust you. I even love you, believe it or not. It may not make any logical sense, but my body recognizes that you’re my other half.” She paused to allow her words to sink in. “We could die tomorrow, Rafe. I don’t want to die before we can be together.”
He cut her off with another kiss. When he pulled away, he mumbled, “You’re not going to die.” She gasped when his mouth moved lower. He scraped his teeth over her throat, then sucked gently. “I won’t let you.”
Her thighs quivered as she struggled not to orgasm right then and there. She’d never come without direct clitoral stimulation before, but it felt like Rafe was about to get her off simply by kissing her neck. She traced her fingernails down his sides, eliciting a pleased grunt and a jerk of his hips. Moaning, Katie said, “Tell me you won’t die, either.”
“I won’t.” Rafe tugged at the hem of her T-shirt, dragging it over her head. Bare above the waist, she battled a split-second of modesty before Rafe latched onto her nipple and laved the tip with his tongue. Katie arched her back and cried out, pleasure rippling through her body. Rafe smiled around her breast. “I’m going to make you feel so good, Katie.” He trailed a string of kisses over her chest to her other nipple. “So good.”
She tightened her hand in his hair and struggled to answer. “It’s so intense.” Rafe slid down her body, pressing open-mouthed kisses along her stomach to her abdomen. “I’ve never felt anything—“ Her toes curled when his hot mouth covered her pussy and he licked her through the damp cotton of her panties. “Oh.”
He licked her again. “Does that feel good?”
She couldn’t answer. Language eluded her. She simply nodded and lifted her hips, bumping Rafe’s nose with her swollen clit.
He grabbed her hips and squeezed. “I’m going to take off your panties. Then I’m going to lick up all this wetness you’ve made.”
That was the sexiest thing she’d ever heard. She managed a single word in response. “Please.”
He brought his thumb up to rub over the sodden material. The sight of his dark eyes glittering at her from between her legs made her tremble with anticipation. “I love you, too. If I do anything you don’t like, or if you get frightened—“
Katie put her hand over his, pressing his thumb against her labia. “Please.” He stopped talking and kept his promise, tugging her panties down over her hips. He paused to examine her bite wound, but she threaded her fingers in his hair and guided his face between her legs. “I’m fine.”
He allowed her to coax him back to where she wanted him, then bent to give her a long, slow kiss. She shuddered in relief when he dragged his tongue through her folds, grateful that he didn’t seem interested in teasing her any longer. Tears leaked from her eyes as pleasure rippled through her belly and curled her toes. His mouth was hot and wet and the very best thing she’d ever felt between her legs or anywhere else on her body. She’d never been a big fan of oral sex, probably because she’d never slept with anyone she trusted completely and without reservation. With Rafe, the act was pure bliss with none of her usual self-consciousness. She never wanted him to stop.
Afraid he might, she tightened her fingers in his hair and rolled her hips against his mouth. He brought his hands to her inner thighs and pushed her legs apart as far as they could comfortably go, then used his thumbs to spread her labia and expose her clit. He teased her with the tip of his tongue, circling the distended flesh, then snaked a trail down to her opening. She held her breath as he only barely penetrated her, then gasped when he moved lower to lap at the tight circle of her anus.
He eased back. “You like that?”
“I like everything you’re doing.” Katie tugged at his head but he refused to be moved. She groaned. “You’re going to make me come.”
He shivered. “Yes, I am.” Eyes sparkling, he shifted his weight and grinned up at her. “You taste so fucking good.” His arm flexed, drawing her gaze to the motion of his hand inside his sweatpants. He lowered his face and licked around her clit, then sucked gently, all while stroking his cock.
The sight of his self-pleasuring was all it took to bring on her climax. Her knees locked and she arched her back, digging in with her heels as she cried out his name. He slid his free hand under her ass and squeezed her possessively, a show of dominance that took her orgasm to a different level. Shockwaves of pleasure rolled through her and she convulsed beneath his unrelenting tongue.
Finally she had to push him away. “Wait…”
He lifted his head, his concern evident. “Are you okay?”
Katie nodded, then smiled. Her entire body tingled in the most pleasant way. “I need a moment to breathe.”
Rafe kissed a path up her body, lingering on her breasts for quite some time before planting an almost chaste kiss on her lips. “That was incredible.” His breathing was labored and when he settled back between her thighs, she could feel that he was still rock hard. The soft hairs that covered his broad chest tickled her erect nipples, raising gooseflesh along her arms and legs. “I could lick you for hours. Happily.”
“I’m not sure I’d survive that.” Katie rested her hand against his cheek and really studied Rafe’s features for the first time. She’d never been so attracted to anyone in her life. She didn’t think it was solely their bond—he was legitimately gorgeous. He was spectacular to behold. The adoration in his eyes as he stared back made her feel like the most beautiful creature in the world. “That was incredible.”
“Good.” He moved to roll off to the side, but she grabbed his broad shoulders to stop him.
“Where are you going?”
“We really should get some rest. We’ll need our strength.” Rafe’s entire body stiffened and, despite his words, he ground his hips against her.
“No, you need to come.” Katie slid her hands down his back, to the waistband of his sweatpants. “And I know you want to be inside me just as badly as I want you there.”
Shuddering, he said, “You could just use your hand.” He rocked into her, dragging the length of his erection over her slit. “Or your mouth, if you wanted.”
“If that’s what you want, I’d love to suck you off.” She blushed, amazed by how uninhibited she felt with Rafe. Not only was she not the type to talk dirty in bed, but she’d never enjoyed giving blow jobs before. Now the thought made her mouth water. But it wasn’t what she craved most, and she suspected that she and Rafe needed the same thing. “But if you want my pussy, take it. I can’t wait to feel you filling me up.”
Rafe growled and got up onto his knees, pushing his sweatpants down over his hips. Katie sat up to help him, but stopped short when she realized that she was face-to-face with the biggest erection she’d ever personally encountered. He wasn’t a monster by any means—just longer, thicker, and harder than any man she’d taken to bed before. And prettier. Yes, indeed. Rafe had a beautiful co
ck.
Shocked by the aching hunger she felt at the sight of his arousal, Katie inched forward and kissed the tip of his cock. He groaned and jerked his hips forward slightly. She opened her mouth and took in the first few inches of his impressive length, fisting her hand around the base as she sucked languorously. Pleasure rolled through her body, coinciding with her firm suction—almost as though she could feel what Rafe must be feeling. She cupped his heavy testicles in her hand and applied the gentlest pressure, massaging him with a wanton groan.
He placed his hand on her head. “Keep doing that and I’ll come.”
It wasn’t an unappealing idea. But she forced herself to stop, determined to end this horrific evening with Rafe inside of her. Releasing him with a wet kiss, she lie back and spread her legs. She’d never felt so desperate for penetration before. Like she’d go mad if he didn’t fuck her this very instant. “Not before you’re inside of me.”
Rafe scrambled out of his pants and positioned his hips between her thighs. He gripped himself and rubbed the head of his cock over her sensitive labia. “I’ll try and take it slow.”
She pressed her hand against his chest as a sudden thought occurred to her. “Do you have a condom?”
He deflated. “No. I don’t normally…do this.” He shrugged and his cheeks flushed, triggering a wave of affection that started in Katie’s heart and quickly spread to the tips of her fingers and toes. “Entertain women, I mean. I’m not exactly prepared.”
That meant he was most likely in good health, sexually. So was she. And she couldn’t imagine stopping this encounter over something as silly as a prophylactic. “It’s okay. We don’t need it.”
“I’m not sure whether I can impregnate you or not.” A twinge of regret passed over Rafe’s face. “Technically we’re different species, but I suppose I’m at least partially human—“
Katie shook her head. “I’m on birth control. It’s okay.” Never mind that she’d missed a week of pills.
Rafe jerked his hips, but stopped short of pushing inside. “We don’t have to—“
“Rafe.” She put a hand on each stubbled cheek and stared into his eyes. “Fuck me. Make love to me. Be with me tonight.” Knowing she sounded like a broken record but too greedy for his touch to care, Katie said, “Please.”
He put a large hand on the side of her face, ran his thumb along her bottom lip, and pressed the head of his cock against her slick opening. Her body yielded to the invasion immediately, allowing him to slide home in one smooth, torturously slow thrust. She tipped her head back and moaned, overcome by the intense bliss of being physically joined to her soulmate for the first time. Rafe eased his arm beneath her back and held her close, kissing her throat.
“You feel so good.” Rafe’s voice shook. The rest of his body followed suit, as though it was taking everything he had not to just plunder her mercilessly. “I’m not hurting you, am I?”
All she felt was ecstasy. “No.” She tilted her hips, gasping when Rafe slid impossibly deeper. “It’s so good.”
He withdrew, then drove into her again. “Like that?”
She nodded and met his next thrust with enthusiasm, rocking her pelvis to increase the friction against her clit. “Just like that.”
“I’ve never felt anything so goddamn hot and wet and tight.” Rafe moved against her with increasing fervor. “And you’re mine.”
Her inner muscles clenched at his words. “I’m yours.” The more he moved within her, the wetter she became. His strokes grew longer and deeper as she opened to him, his movements less careful. Sheer, decadent bliss rolled over her and settled in the pit of her stomach, sparking a delicious build of pressure that signaled another orgasm. “Don’t stop.”
“I won’t stop.” He wound his hand in her hair and tugged, somehow rough and tender at the same time. “Not when you feel so fucking good on my cock.” He growled and nipped at her throat. “Tell me you like this.”
“I like it.” She dug her nails into his shoulders, matching his intensity with ease. She’d expected slow, tender lovemaking after Rafe’s reluctance, but understood that he was under the sway of the moon. There was a reason he’d been concerned for her, even though he needn’t have been. The sex was animalistic and passionate and it transcended every physical experience she’d ever had. Sensing that he enjoyed talking, she pressed her lips against his ear. “I love how you fill me up with your big, hard cock. Do you feel how wet I am for you?”
He shuddered. “Yeah.”
“Is my wet pussy going to make you come?”
Rafe stopped suddenly, buried to the hilt, and ground his hips against her. His pelvis rubbed against her clit, causing her to tighten around him. She clawed at his back and rolled her own hips, desperate for release. He pumped into her once, twice more, and then she was coming apart in his arms. As her climax began to ebb, Rafe pulled out of her and came with a hoarse moan, spilling his seed onto her stomach. She reached for him and brought his full weight back down on top of her, already mourning his absence inside her body.
“You didn’t have to pull out.” She cradled the back of his head, holding him against her chest. “You could have come inside me.”
He ran his tongue over her clavicle. “Did I hurt you?”
Katie chuckled. “How delicate do you think I am?”
Rafe wrapped his arms around her middle and buried his face in her breasts. “I’m not worried because I think you’re delicate. It’s that I know how I get during this time of the month.”
“You mean sexy?”
He lifted his head, green eyes sparkling. “You think I’m sexy?”
She exhaled in a rush. “Are you kidding?”
He grinned and rolled off to the side, then gathered her in his arms, settling her against him. “I’m glad you approve. ‘Cause you’re stuck with me.”
Katie rested her face against his solid chest and smiled. “I might actually be okay with that.”
He ran his fingers along her spine, making her shiver. “That’s easy to say in the afterglow. We’ll talk again after tomorrow night.”
She drew a circle around his navel with her fingernail. “I don’t want to think about tomorrow right now.”
“Okay.” His cock, still half-erect, twitched when she trailed her fingers lower, onto the trail of dark hairs that led to his groin. “We should sleep.”
Katie flattened her hand over Rafe’s abdomen. “You’re still hard.”
“I’m pretty much always hard for a few days surrounding the full moon.” He reached between his legs and gave himself an absent stroke. “It’s not always like this.”
“I’m not complaining.” She licked her lips, turned on by the sight of his strong hand wrapped around his thick member. A fresh flood of arousal threatened to chase away her exhaustion. “I like you hard.”
As though sensing her thoughts, he released his cock and pulled the comforter up to cover their lower bodies. “Sweet girl, we really do need our rest. You know we do.”
She knew. But that didn’t mean she had to like it. “Fine.”
“We’ll get up in a few hours, shower, then I’ll make us breakfast. There will be plenty of time to keep getting to know each other then.”
Katie smiled in anticipation. Her good humor faded quickly, when an unwelcome truth flitted through her head. We may never have another night like this. This could be the first and last time we fall asleep in each other’s arms.
Rafe was right. She needed her rest. Tomorrow she would face the most important test of her life—and it was one she couldn’t bear to fail.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
She didn’t know how long she’d slept. All she knew was that she’d woken up refreshed, in Rafe’s arms, every bit as horny as she’d been before falling asleep. Best of all, her mind was clear and the panic that threatened to carry her away the night before was strangely absent. She was still frightened about the prospect of an all-out werewolf assault that night, of course, but lying there with Rafe, it w
as as though nothing could touch her.
Beneath her, Rafe sighed. Katie picked up her head, half-expecting to find him awake, and smiled when she saw him dozing with his mouth hanging open slightly. He was so beautiful. She placed her hand on his chest, pleased to find his skin still warm where she’d slept. Biting her lip, she tried to decide whether to wake him. She didn’t want to deprive him of much-needed rest, but she wanted him inside her again—and she didn’t know how much time they had left. The twinge of anxiety brought on by that thought made the decision for her.
Rather than shake him awake, she carefully peeled the comforter off their lower halves. Her breath caught at the sight of his cock, thick and still rock-hard in slumber. Checking his face again, still finding him asleep, Katie slipped out of bed and padded toward the bathroom. Shilah lifted his head and watched from his spot on the floor near the closet, but she shushed him by holding up her hand. Determined to make it a quick trip, she opened the bedroom door and tiptoed down the hallway to the bathroom. Once inside, she relieved her bladder and washed up. Then she soaked a fresh washcloth in warm water and made her way back to the bedroom.
She’d imagined Rafe would be a light sleeper, but apparently not. Whether it was the impending full moon or simply exhaustion brought on by the best sex she’d ever had, he was out cold. She crept back to bed and slipped beneath the comforter. Careful not to startle him, she brought the wet cloth between Rafe’s thighs and used it to grip his cock. He moaned and twitched in her hand. She stroked him lightly, washing last night’s passion away. He twisted his hips and pumped into her fist, but showed no sign of waking.
Not wanting to push her luck, Katie tossed the towel aside. His cock glistened with water and pre-ejaculate, triggering a Pavlovian surge of naughty, decadent hunger. Last night she’d tasted him for only a minute before asking him to fuck her. Now she wanted to return the favor for the incredible oral worship he’d given her. Single-minded in her desire to please him, she crawled down the bed and hovered over his erection, lips inches from the bulbous head. She bent and pressed a light kiss to the tip, then followed up with a slow lick.
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