head fell back and I squeezed my breasts to relieve some of the ache that had started to accumulate with the long, slow slide down his length. “Oh my God.”
“That’s what I like to hear,” he said, but he sounded a little strained, too.
I marveled at his iron control, the mastery he had over his own body that he could spend so long making sure I enjoyed myself without pausing to get some for himself. He was hard as iron inside me yet Henry remained motionless, letting me savor the ripples that drifted through my channel, tightening around him and then relaxing.
Henry took a deep breath and stroked my stomach, his voice a rough murmur that gave me chills. “I like seeing you like this—all filled up, sated, ready for more.”
“Don’t wait too long to give me that ‘more,’” I said, leaning forward just a touch. I dragged my nails down his chest and rose a little, gasping as his cock dragged out of me and almost sent me over the edge.
That was apparently Henry’s cue, because he took over most of the work—despite his claim that I’d just held on moaning earlier. I didn’t mind. His hips lifted in smooth thrusts that buried his cock in me to his root, over and over, as I balanced and moved to meet him. The sensations were too much. I forgot how to breathe, how to fuck, and just held on.
It felt like the climax didn’t stop—one blended into another as I moved and he moved and we moved together. We found a rhythm, the perfect meeting and parting of bodies, and Henry groaned and moved faster. His thumb brushed over my clit, right over where we joined, and I cried out as yet another tidal wave of pure bliss overtook me.
“Babe,” he said, though it came out in nearly a wordless groan. His arms crushed around me, dragging me down and against his chest, and my nipples hardened against the friction of his chest hair.
Henry held me tight and thrust harder, holding me still so he could pound into me over and over. I loved every second of it. I tried to move my hips to meet him but ended up just grinding against his pelvic bone until my clit hit that perfect spot and I melted. I came apart in his arms.
He snarled and pressed me down, his hips moving in a few sharp jerks, then a smooth in-and-out that dragged out the last few ripples of ecstasy.
And then I really couldn’t move, panting and limp on his chest. He kissed my shoulder and exhaled, then patted my butt. “Nice work.”
I laughed and hid my face against his neck, too overwhelmed to do more than just revel in the afterglow.
Chapter 32
Henry
He woke with the snort as the door flew open, and the wolf was immediately awake, ready to protect Ophelia as she dozed, curled into his side. Henry half-sat and glared at the sliver of light that intruded on their den.
He was just getting his thoughts in order when Mercy’s head popped into the room. She caught one look at a naked leg hanging out of the bed and said, “Aw yeah,” gave him the finger-guns, and trampled back down the stairs while shouting to the entire house that “Henry was biz-ay.”
Henry covered his eyes and tried not to laugh. There was no such thing as privacy in a pack house, and even less in the close confines of Deirdre’s house. He didn’t mind in the slightest, but from the way Ophelia tensed next to him, he figured it wasn’t something she’d been prepared for. So he turned on his side to face her and drew the covers up over both of their heads, creating a dim cocoon around them. He just wanted to buy a few more precious seconds with her before the rest of the world intruded.
Ophelia flushed and walked her fingers across his chest. “So no one knocks around here, hmm?”
“Not generally,” he said. Henry rested his palm against her ribs so he could feel her heartbeat and better judge whether she was afraid or upset or wary. “I’ll get a better lock.”
She snorted and sighed, wiggling closer, and slid her arm over his side so there wasn’t an elbow between them. “Or a separate house.”
“Whatever you want.” He kissed the tip of her nose and tried not to think too-lusty thoughts, though with the way her legs tangled with his and she kept squirming around to