Page 30 of Furever Bound
"Yes," she breathed, her head falling back as pleasure built between them. "I want you, Maddox. All of you."
His control snapped at her words, and he captured her mouth in a kiss that was pure hunger. She tasted like vanilla and promises, and when her tongue tangled with his, he felt his wolf surge beneath his skin in approval.
"I need to touch you," he said against her lips, his hands already sliding beneath her sweater to find the warm silk of her skin. "Need to taste you."
"Please," she whimpered, arching into his touch as his palms skimmed up her ribcage to cup her breasts through the lace of her bra.
He made quick work of her sweater, pulling it over her head and tossing it aside before taking a moment to appreciate the sight of her. Her bra was simple ivory lace that complemented her fair skin, and her nipples were already hard peaks visible through the delicate fabric.
"Beautiful," he murmured, lowering his head to press open-mouthed kisses along her collarbone. "You're so fucking beautiful, Sera."
She shivered at his words, her hands fisting in his dark hair as he worked his way lower. When he reached the valley between her breasts, he used his teeth to pull down the lace cup of her bra, exposing one perfect pink nipple to his hungry gaze.
"Oh god," she gasped as he took the peak into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the sensitive flesh before he sucked gently.
The sound she made was pure pleasure, and it went straight to his already aching cock. He could feel her wetness through her jeans as she ground against him, seeking friction that only made them both more desperate.
"I want to see all of you," he said, his voice thick with desire as he reached behind her to unhook her bra. The garment fell away, revealing her perfect breasts to his appreciative gaze.
"Your turn," she said breathlessly, tugging at his thermal shirt until he helped her pull it over his head.
Her hands immediately went to his chest, exploring the hard muscle and the light dusting of dark hair that led down to his jeans. When her fingers found his nipples, he hissed at the unexpected pleasure.
"Sensitive," she noted with satisfaction, her nails scraping lightly across the flat discs. "I like that."
"Everything about you makes me sensitive," he admitted, his hands roaming her back as she continued her exploration. "I've never wanted anyone the way I want you."
"Then take me," she said simply, her eyes meeting his with complete trust. "I'm yours, Maddox. Make me yours in every way."
He stood with her still wrapped around him, her legs instinctively locking around his waist as he carried her toward his bedroom. The space was masculine and comfortable, dominated by a king-sized bed with dark wood furniture and windows that overlooked the misty mountains beyond.
He set her down beside the bed, his hands going to the button of her jeans. "Are you sure about this?" he asked, even though his wolf was practically howling with need.
"I've never been more sure of anything," she replied, covering his hands with hers to help him with the fastenings.
Together, they shed the rest of their clothes with an urgency that spoke to their desire. When they were finally naked, Maddox took a moment to drink in the sight of her.
Sera was perfection in human form—all graceful curves and soft skin that seemed to glow in the afternoon light filtering through his windows. Her strawberry blonde hair fell in waves over her shoulders, and the green flecks in her hazel eyes were more pronounced with desire.
"You're staring," she said with a shy smile that made his heart clench.
"You're worth staring at," he replied honestly, reaching out to trace the curve of her waist. "Every inch of you is perfect."
She blushed at his words, and he found the combination of confidence and vulnerability absolutely intoxicating. When she reached for him, her small hand wrapping around his hard cock, he nearly lost his mind.
"Fuck, Sera," he groaned as she stroked him from base to tip, her thumb swirling around the head where moisture had already gathered.
"I love the sounds you make," she whispered, continuing her ministrations as she watched his face contort with pleasure. "Tell me what you want."
"I want to taste you," he said roughly, his hands tangling in her hair. "I want to make you come on my tongue before I bury my cock inside you."
Her pupils dilated at his words, and she released him to lie back on the bed, spreading her legs in invitation. The sight of her pussy, already glistening with arousal, made his mouth water.
He settled between her thighs, pressing kisses to the sensitive skin of her inner legs as he worked his way higher. When he finally reached her core, he inhaled deeply, letting her scent fill his senses.
"You smell incredible," he murmured against her folds. "Like vanilla and sex and everything I've ever wanted."
The first touch of his tongue to her clit made her cry out, her back arching off the bed as pleasure shot through her. He took his time, exploring every fold and valley with thorough attention, learning what made her gasp and what made her moan.
