But we can start here.” He helped her sit and pulled her shirt off.
No bra. Beautiful full breasts with large pink-brown nipples already hard and pointed. His cock went from hard to painful with one look. Mother’s blessing, but she was going to test his control.
He’d die happy, now, wouldn’t he?
To prove that, he tipped her back and took possession of her breasts with both hands, before burying his face between his presents. Soft, so fucking soft, and fragrant. He licked between each soft globe, over and around. As she started to moan, he reached her nipples. With healer hands, he could feel her response to his lips and teeth on the sensitive areolas, and the zinging of nerves through her body gave him more of a rush than alcohol.
Pleasing her satisfied everything inside of him—and in return, she pulled him into opening himself more than any other female ever had. Why? What was it about her?
Eventually, when his dick and her squirming impelled him to move, he unbuttoned her jeans, punctuating each new exposed inch with kisses. Just as well he’d lost his hair tie since it would’ve been gone by now. She had a good grip on his hair.
How high could he drive her before the wolflet bit him?
He wouldn’t mind being left with a few fang marks from this night, to remind him of someone very, very special.
At last, at damned long last, Donal pulled Margery’s jeans off. She felt as if her skin was on fire, stoked by the too-knowledgeable healer’s hands. Nothing she did had made him move faster; instead, he’d lingered and teased each sensitive inch until she was nigh to combusting.
But her jeans were off. Nothing was stopping him from taking her and—
He put her legs over his shoulders, and his mouth…his mouth...right there on her. His hands were under her ass, holding her up to his face as his tongue swirled over her, circling and teasing and sliding inside.
“Mmm, you taste like the finest of desserts.”
“Donal.” Oh Goddess, was that her voice? So whiny and desperate.
“Mmmhmm, I have to see if you’re ready, sweetling.” He lifted slightly, so he could use his fingers on her, between her wet folds, before ever so slowly penetrating her with one, then two fingers.
“Oh, oh, oh.” The rush of sensation almost sent her over, and her hips lifted uncontrollably.
He chuckled and pinned her down with his other hand as he bent to lick over her. His fingers kept moving in and out. Everything inside her tightened, and every teasing lick added to the conflagration of desire until… She burst into flames as pleasure swept through her in blast after blast of overwhelming sensations.
Panting, moaning, she stared up at him, at the slight smile on his perfect lips, on the satisfaction in his eyes. “This isn’t the way it works. You’re supposed to use your…” How could she blush hotter when she knew her face was already red from a climax?
He ran a finger down her cheek, and his low smoky chuckle was smoother than the cushions beneath her. “You don’t think you should come until my cock and seed are inside you?”
Well, Tynan had shown her that it could happen, but still…
“Don’t worry, sweetheart.” He was kneeling between her legs, his black hair loose over his bare shoulders. A male shouldn’t be allowed to be so gorgeous. “You’ll have my seed before we leave this room.”
She felt like she was going to melt right into the floor beneath her.
Until he ran his finger over her, around her clit, and things inside her started to waken again. “Donal…”
“It’s near the end of the night, so I can take my time.” His grin was dark and wicked. “Let’s see how many times you can come before my control gives out.”
“Wait, no—”
When his skilled fingers teased over her, her protest turned into a moan.
And more and more moans.
Sometime later, after she’d turned into a limp heap on the cushions, he lay on top of her, all lean, hard muscle. When he kissed her, she could taste her own essence before he plundered her mouth. His lips moved over her cheek teasingly, and she felt his smile.
“Open your eyes, cariad.”
He’d called her darling? Her eyes popped open, and she stared up into his silvery gaze. His lips quirked. “I think you’re ready for me now, don’t you?”
She was far too weak to hit him as he deserved. “You…cat.”
His resonant chuckle made his chest shake as he lay on her.