All of you. The best and the worst and everything in between.”
His eyes narrowed and the air changed very suddenly, her awareness spiking, breath stalling. He was going to strike. Going to test the truthfulness of her words with action. Do it, she whispered in her mind and his nose moved, very slightly as though he’d caught the scent of her acquiescence. Her need. They stared at each other, and she was trembling now, her entire body charged, her heart pumping blood through her veins, faster, faster. “I want wild,” she repeated. She wasn’t afraid. She would willingly surrender to him because she had faith in his goodness.
With a low growl, he stalked toward her, slowly, slowly. When they finally stood toe to toe, he moved quickly, grabbing her. She sucked in a breath. His mouth came down on hers, hot, demanding. He was holding nothing back, and a thrill spiraled within her, ending between her legs with a burst of wet pleasure.
He scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the front of the empty house that wasn’t his anymore, opening the unlocked door and kicking it closed behind him. The blanket he’d slept in for most of his life was still folded on the bed and he threw it on the floor, pushing her gently so she was on her knees.
Her breath hitched, arousal hot and heavy in her veins as his body came over hers from behind, so much bigger, harder. He could hurt her if he wanted. No fear moved within her. Only breathless anticipation. He leaned over, his mouth close to her ear. “Do you want this?” he asked, his voice gravelly in her ear.
“Yes,” she moaned. It was the only word she could manage.
He tore at her clothes, the grunts and animal sounds coming from him making her lust spiral higher and higher. When he ran a finger through her wet folds, she thought she might come right then and there. She was panting, she realized, like an animal, like a woman being taken by the man she loved. This was mating. Elemental, ungoverned by any civilized laws or strictures. It was ordained by nature, by miracles, by the tides and the moon and the blood pumping in unison through their veins. Their bodies sang to each other, the same tune, melody and harmony, the notes pulsing, suspended around them.
He sniffed at her, licked her, his face probing between her thighs from behind as she gasped and moaned and clawed at the floor. Yes, yes, yes. She might have said it out loud. He was controlling this, she knew, and yet she’d never felt so powerful, so free. She let go, gave in to him completely. He was devouring her body, her soul, her shame-filled memories, yes, tearing her apart, piece by piece by piece until she melted into him and they were one. This was how it should be, she knew it in her bones, in the echoing pleasure of women through the ages who had been wholly loved and worshipped by their men.
She felt his hot naked skin at her back and dazedly, glanced over her shoulder. His face was a mask of wild lust. The wolf. He had given in to the wolf, and she gloried in the knowledge that he trusted her enough to take him. To love him. To keep him.
His hands rubbed her breasts, fondling them, growling with reverence. Then his palms were moving over her ribcage, and his tongue found the spot that made her scream, licking, probing. She undulated her hips, rubbing herself on his face, begging for more. So close, so close. When he pulled away, a whimper escaped, a cry of frustration.
But as quick as that, his hardness was probing at her entrance and the whimper melted into a deep groan of ecstasy.
He impaled her on one quick thrust, grunting his male pleasure loudly, the sound sending her over the edge before he’d even begun to move. To thrust. To take what was freely being given. And when he did, she came again, the pulsing bliss making her knees give out, her sobs mingling with his growls.
He grasped her around the waist to hold her steady, one hand gripping a handful of her hair to keep her from falling, pounding into her again and again as aftershocks of rapture shimmered through her. His fingers raked at her scalp, his arm clutched tightly around her, his hardness plunging into her mercilessly, his tight