Page 15 of Ravenous

“What about Remy?” I asked, glancing over my shoulder down the hall. “She’s still okay?”

He grinned. “Still sleeping through everything. If she can sleep through a storm like this, she can sleep through me fucking you good and hard.”

Yes. I wanted to be fucked good and hard. Wes. Over me. In me. Not holding back.

“I know what you need,” he added, stepping into my space.

He answered with his lips. A counter-attack–just as forceful as mine had been. And then some. When his hand went to my bare butt and lifted, I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he carried me into his bedroom.

I wanted Wes. I wanted this. I needed it.

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WES

Fuck yes,she tasted good. As good as her scent that was rubbing all over my skin.

My wolf was practically howling with satisfaction.

My dick was hard as a fucking hammer.

Joy’s ass was a handful. Lush and full. Her breasts pressed against my chest, and I could feel her hard little nipples.

She was ravenous for me. Her mouth met mine with equal intensity. Her hands roamed over my bare back, my chest, and my skin lit up everywhere they went.

After I kicked the door shut behind us, I lowered her onto the bed, only breaking the kiss when it wasn’t enough. I needed to taste the rest of her.

My mouth moved to her jaw, her neck. I felt her frantic pulse beneath my lips.

Then I moved lower. Her collarbone.

While her arms were in my flannel I’d given her to put on, it did nothing to cover her. She was bare to me.

I took one nipple into my mouth and sucked. Hard. With my hand, I played with the neglected one. Tugging on it. Testing her to see how she liked it. Did she like it gentle, or was there a wild thing inside of her?

I had a feeling I knew the answer because she gasped at the rough play. Squirmed.Moaned.

I switched sides.

She began to thrash, her hands tunneling through my hair.

“Wes,” she moaned.

I moved lower, circled her navel with my tongue. Then dropped to the floor. With an easy tug on her ankles, I pulled her to me, then hooked my arms around her thighs.

Her scent was stronger here. Her pussy was open and ripe and wet now, and not from the shower or the rain storm.

I ran one blunt fingertip through her slit, coating it in her sweet juice. Put it in my mouth.

Fuck me, she tasted good. So fucking sweet. Pre-cum spurted from my dick with my need to get in her. To be coated in it.

“This all for me, honey?”

“Honey?” Her voice was breathy.

“That’s what you taste like. Honey. Sticky and delicious.” I dragged my tongue through her juices again. “Here’s what’s gonna happen. I’m going to lick this pussy until you come all over my face. Then I’m going to fuck you.”

“I’m ready.” She looked down her body at me. Her tits heaved with each breath.

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