And when a man knew what to do with such a fine, fine instrument, then it was nothing less than a gift to women.
Briefly savoring his deep, steady pace, Sophia at last placed her hands on his chest, rolling her h*ps to meet his upward thrust. She smiled with wicked satisfaction as his fingers convulsively clutched her hips.
He wasn’t the only one with talent.
“Dios, you feel so good,” he panted. “So good.”
Sophia lifted until the tip of his c*ck was nearly at her entrance before plunging downward. His h*ps jerked off the mattress, his eyes glowing as his wolf strained to be released.
Sophia chuckled, loving the sensation of being the one in power even as she knew that it was an illusion that he was offering her.
Just as he was offering her the illusion that he was hers.
The one wolf meant to be hers for all eternity.
Abruptly crushing the disturbing thought, she concentrated on the sensation of Luc’s deepening thrusts, her soft pants filling the air as her muscles tightened in preparation for the looming orgasm.
Luc tightened his grip, his face burying in the curve of her neck. Then, still pumping into her at a furious pace, he sank his teeth into her flesh, sending her into a shattering cl**ax.
Sophia shuddered in bliss, convulsing around him as he gave one more thrust and cried out with the violent pleasure of his own release.
Luc rolled to the side, wrapping his arms tightly around Sophia’s trembling body as he struggled to catch his breath. His mind reeled from the astounding pleasure that continued to shudder through him.
Not just the orgasm that had ripped through him with the force of a tsunami, but the feel of her flesh beneath his fangs as he had marked her with his bite.
A damned shame that the mark wouldn’t last. He wouldn’t be at all displeased to have her walking around with a blatant display of his ownership.
Unfortunately even now her skin was healing, returning to the perfect, unmarred silk that tempted him to lean down and sink his teeth in for another bite.
He groaned, his body hardening.
Now that he thought about it, he was tempted to start the whole thing over. This time he wouldn’t let the bewitching Were provoke him into such a swift conclusion.
He intended to take hours pleasuring her.
To have her pleading for release.
And most importantly, to make certain that he had entrenched himself so deeply she would never, ever want another lover.
Snuggling against his chest, Sophia heaved a sigh of contentment.
“That was ...”
“Sensational?” he offered, his lips teasing over her brow and down the slender length of her nose. “Life altering? The best you’ve ever had?”
“Adequate.”
He snorted. The earth had just moved.
For both of them.
“Adequate?”
He lowered his head to deliberately tease the tender spot just below her ear, chuckling as she quivered in ready response.
“Okay, maybe it was above average,” she whispered huskily.
“You’re playing with fire, cara.” Nipping the lobe of her ear, he planted hungry kisses down the length of her throat, pausing to nuzzle the tender flesh he intended to hold in his teeth as he brought them both to an explosive cl**ax. “Shall I remind you of just how good it is between us?”