Page 84 of Fool Moon First Aid

Ava doesn’t hold back when her tongue finally makes contact with my sensitive skin. She slowly licks up the underside of my cock, deliberately savoring each bead of pre-cum that drips from the tip. This simple act alone has me throwing my head back in ecstasy, every vein in my body pulsing with desire.

“Ava…” I gasp her name like a prayer when she finally takes me into her mouth. The warmth that surrounds me is intoxicating.

As she looks at me, her gaze hooded, and parts her lips to envelop me, a desperate grasp for stability sends my hands searching for a nearby tree trunk that isn’t there. Instead, I dig my fingers into my thighs to anchor myself as Ava destroys me with her touch.

Sensing my struggle to maintain control, Ava drags herself slowly off my cock, each agonizing millimeter increasing the burning need inside me tenfold, only to take me back deep and fast enough that it feels like a punch to my gut. I can scent her arousal on the air, sweet like the most decadent dessert, which pushes me to the edge of my own control.

“Fuck!” The word leaves my mouth in a harsh grunt as pleasure crackles through my veins. Losing myself to her is too damn easy. She knows how to work my cock, her tongue swirling around me before sucking harshly, eliciting another groan from me.

I want to fuck her mouth, but the fear of hurting her keeps me in check, so when she places one hand at the base of my cock and begins stroking in time with her mouth’s movements, I can’t help but let my instincts take over.

“Stop,” I snarl hoarsely, unable to withstand her assault any longer. Ava only tightens her grip, her gaze defiant as she works me harder and faster, and just like that, every last shred of control snaps within me.

Her lips pop off of my cock. “I want this,” she purrs, her eyes blazing with an unspoken challenge. “I need this.”

Unable to resist, I weave my fingers into her hair, holding her gently as she draws me deeper, her movements more desperate. Every muscle taut, I stand on the precipice, unable to hold back any longer.

“I’m going to…” The warning goes unheeded as a powerful release rips through me. Shooting my load down Ava’s throat, I shudder violently and gasp for breath as waves of pleasure wash over me. The sight of her swallowing every drop I have to offer sends a final jolt of satisfaction coursing through my spent body.

“There’s a good fucking girl,” I praise, watching as a pleased whimper escapes Ava’s lips.

My tempest.

With our gazes locked, an overwhelming sense of possessiveness takes hold of me once more. This woman, my mate, is mine. Beneath the moonlit sky, in our natural element, our bond pulses with life. It’s carnal, it’s fierce, and it’s uniquely ours.

In response to the distant sound of an engine drawing near, Ava pulls back with a smirk—a clear reflection of her newfound confidence and a silent promise of more pleasurable encounters to come.

“That’s our ride,” she whispers with a raised brow, making my cock stiffen all over again.

In that moment, I know I’m irrevocably falling for this woman, my mate, my equal in every way.

Ava

I just shifted. Me, a human…or that’s what I always believed until now.

“Wait.” I pause, yanking my favorite pair of sweats up my legs as I try to wrap my head around what just happened. Ethan smoothly steers the car away from the towering mansions and eases us to the side of the road. “I’m a wolf,” I state, rolling each word around like it’s a new taste on my tongue.

Tyler peeks his head up between the seats, only to get yanked back by Brody in a move that screams older brother.

“You’re a wolf,” Brody confirms, his voice dripping with a certainty that makes me think he saw this coming all along.

As I pull Tyler’s hoodie over my head, drowning in his scent, I realize my senses are dialed up to eleven. With my eyes shut, the car’s newness is unmistakable, and there’s a hint of macadamia nuts somewhere close by. Tyler’s hoodie, smelling of the salty ocean and citrus, becomes my temporary haven.

“Ah, butterfly,” Tyler teases, ducking between the seats again, despite Brody’s annoyed sigh. His flirtation is cut off abruptly as Ethan decides it’s time to park.

“All right, out,” Ethan says, pointing to their other car.

“You’ve had her all to yourself, and I want time with our mate,” Tyler whines, the playful pout in his voice making me smile.

“We have a few things to discuss,” Ethan says, looking in the rearview mirror. It’s clear there are conversations to be had that are just for them, and I’m oddly okay with that.

“Come on.” Brody pulls Tyler out of the car by the scruff of his neck. “We can get dinner going while they make their stop.”

“You’re in my bed tonight,” Tyler says before giving me a quick peck on my cheek, his promise sending a jolt through my body as Brody drags him away.

Dressed in their sweatpants and exuding a casual ease, they disappear into to the car. Nibbling my cheek, I glance back at Ethan, the taste of him still on my tongue.

It doesn’t scare me. It excites me.

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