“Sophia,” he rasped as she reached the rippling muscles of his lower stomach.
“Mmmm?”
“I’m a Were who has wanted you for a very long time,” he ground out. “I need to be inside you when I come.”
She gave a throaty chuckle, oddly pleased by his words. Not that she was done with her playing. Deliberately rubbing her body back up the length of his body, she savored the electric sparks set off by the friction of their na**d skin.
It’d been so long since she’d felt such overwhelming desire. Hell, she wasn’t sure she’d ever needed a man like she needed Luc. Her every nerve felt alive, sensitized to the point she thought she might combust.
“You can’t have wanted me that long,” she murmured. “We’ve only known each other a week.”
Without warning he lifted her hips, stealing her breath as the fierce jut of his erection settled in the damp heat between her legs.
She arched, the persistent throb in her sex rejoicing as the wide tip of him slipped just inside her body. But instead of shoving himself home, he clutched her h*ps and regarded her with smoldering eyes.
“I met you a week ago,” he said in thick tones. “I’ve waited for you all my life,” he murmured.
Oh shit, she was in trouble.
“Luc.”
“Now ... my turn for some torture,” he informed her, drawing her toward his waiting lips. “I want you begging before I’m done.”
With a wicked smile, Luc branded her lips with a kiss of pure hunger. The taste of his wolf on her tongue sizzled through her, setting off small fireworks of pleasure.
Then moving his mouth over her face, he stroked down the length of her arched neck. Sophia’s fingers dug into his shoulders as he tugged her upward, catching the pouting nipple between his teeth. She gave a soft growl as he licked and suckled her, her head tilted back at the insistent bliss pulsing through her. He turned his attention to the other breast, deliberately urging her desire to a fever pitch.
She needed to get him inside her.
She needed to be so deeply connected to him that they reached paradise together.
But even as she struggled to slide onto his waiting cock, he was ruthlessly hauling her up to her knees. With a strangled moan she glanced down to watch his mouth explore the clenched muscles of her stomach, his tongue darting out to send shivers of delight through her.
She moaned, her heavy lashes lowering as he stroked over the curve of her hip and down the inside of her thigh.
Okay, she could take a small detour before riding him like a cowboy.
Then his seeking lips found her moist cleft and any logical thought was destroyed. Oh, this was good. This was fan-freaking-tastic.
Struggling not to topple backward as his tongue stroked the highly sensitive flesh, she speared her fingers in the thick satin of his hair.
There was something a bit naughty about straddling him as he expertly tongued her, although she intended to become a whole lot naughtier before the night was over.
She hadn’t forgotten those handcuffs he’d mentioned....
Still holding her hips, Luc found the core of her pleasure, gently sucking as the magical pressure began to build.
“Luc, I’m close,” she gasped.
“Yes,” he muttered, guiding her back so he could position her over his straining erection.
Then, slowly he penetrated her damp channel.
Sophia hissed as she pressed herself ever deeper. She had logically known he was large. All over. But as he stretched her to the limit, she had to admit she hadn’t actually considered the sensation of being impaled by such a generously proportioned shaft.
Holy crap.
Bigger really was better.