Page 22 of Love Bites Hard

He growled in approval.

We reached the steps up into the gazebo, and Porter shifted back. My nails dug into his human skin as he caught my knees easily, carrying me piggy-back style and setting me on the chair.

He was bare-assed and insanely beautiful. His cock was hard, jutting out proudly, and it had good reason too.

I couldn’t stop myself from staring at him as he strode around the outside of the gazebo, untying curtains and letting the dark green fabric fall around us sheet by sheet.

I noticed a few wolves gathering around before the last curtain unrolled, cutting out the moonlight entirely and surrounding us in darkness.

“I can’t see anything,”I said into Porter’s mind, not wanting his pack to hear me. They were supposed to think I was strong and sexy, so I didn’t want them to realize I’d been blinded by their curtains.

“You don’t need to see.”His hands landed on my knees, and I sucked in a breath as his gorgeous, dark eyes met mine.

He was kneeling in front of me.

Hot damn.

“I’m going to taste you,”he said, his voice rich and gravelly in a way that made goosebumps break out on my arms.“And then I’m going to fuck you. When I come, my knot will tie us together. Understand?”

“Guess I have the answer to my business or pleasure question.”

He hooked his hands in the waistband of my borrowed boxers, but didn’t pull them down yet.“If you want out, this is your only chance. I won’t stop after I have you on my mouth. The beast in me won’t hear reason.”

“The pack won’t respect me if I back out, will they?”

“No.”

I let out a long breath.“Then do your worst.”

He chuckled, and I felt like I finally got a small glimpse of the wild guy Hale had mentioned he used to be.

In one rough motion, he pulled me to the edge of the chair, tugged the boxers down my ass, and dropped the fabric on the ground.

My legs were spread wide a moment later, his nose brushing my clit as he inhaled deeply.

I saw his eyes close, just barely.

And I nearly arched myself right out of my chair when he dragged his tongue slowly over my clit without further warning.

“Fuck,” I gasped, as he pinned my hips down with his hands and licked me again, slower. His mouth was so much warmer than the vampire’s I’d been with last, and it had been ages since anyone screwed me before that.

The feel of his mouth on me was intense.

Intimate.

Insane.

But Porter was in absolutely no hurry at all.

I gripped the chair’s armrests like they were anchoring me, struggling to breathe through the pleasure as he ate me out like I was the most delicious thing he’d ever tasted.

Like he was savoring me.

Like he didn’t want it to end.

My desperation rose as he didn’t pick up the pace, just licking me slowly.

The sounds I made grew louder.

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