Page 52 of Never Tamed
I cup her jaw. “The five of us, maybe. But you saw the packs out there. They came together when we were gone and went from two weak parts to one strong whole. I think that’s what weneed to do, too. I think it’s our only chance at beating the Blood Moons. Even you, with your new Moonstone powers—whatever they’ll end up being.”
“You’re right. I thought hell must’ve frozen over when we saw everyone working together and not at each other’s throats.” She swallows over a laugh.
“I never thought I’d see the day when it was possible. But here we are, all working together, and it’s because we have one factor bringing us together.” I close the space between us. “You.”
She’s amazing, this pure and loving creature who sees the best in everything. She’s also not afraid to tear the world apart for the people she loves.
Ren is perfect. And she’s mine.
I kiss her, softly at first, just to feel her. To remind myself of the little skip my heart does and how the bond zips and buzzes through me whenever we touch. It’s invigorating. It recharges me, gives me strength.
She kisses me back hard and digs her nails into my chest to anchor herself. Lust pulses and desire hardens my cock.
I need this. I need her.
I guide her back toward the giant bed and shed what’s left of our clothes piece by piece between kisses. Her body fits against mine like it always has, like it was meant to. But tonight there’s something different.
Maybe it’s because we’ve gone through so much since the last time we’ve been together like this. We’ve had our brushes with death and it makes a man appreciate what he’s got when it’s right in front of him.
But this isn’t heat for the sake of heat, or sex to just scratch an itch.
This is more.
Ren falls back and pulls me down with her as her thighs part to cradle my hips.
I take my time, pressing kisses along her jaw, her throat, the curve of her shoulder. She trembles beneath me. It’s not fear. It’s the weight of everything finally slipping off her. Her body’s processing the trauma and the rage and the adrenaline.
“I’ve got you,” I whisper, forehead pressed to hers.
“I know,” she breathes.
I kiss a path down her body and stop to suckle her breasts. Ren clutches at me, arching to push those exquisite tits into my face. I want more. I need to fill my mouth with her, to have my tongue in her pussy with her writhing underneath me.
All to myself.
I slide down and her lips are swollen, pink, perfect. Desire drips down her inner thighs. I move my fingers, parting her, my thumb working her clit. She’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
Her moans light me on fire. I’m too hungry to wait. I dive in, moving my fingers aside to shove my tongue inside her.
Ren moans and pushes herself closer to my mouth as I slide two fingers back inside her, moving up to work her clit with my teeth. I flick the bud with my tongue before suckling until she moans. Whimpers.
She shakes the longer I taste and small panting noises push out as her hips jerk.
I can’t get enough of her. She spasms, her moan turning into a little scream she tries to muffle but fails, and it turns me on even more. My cock is hard enough to hurt. My fingers dig into her thighs to keep her in place.
And when she comes hard, her thighs clench around my head, squeezing. Her fingers tangle in my hair and I drink in her orgasm. Her taste, her scent. Her softness.
It’s all mine.
She’s still making those sweet, dazed sounds when I rise, my cock straining between us, hard and aching. I work the shaft in my hand until she bats her eyes open to look at me.
An electrifying bolt races down my spine.
Fuck me. I can’t wait to sink my aching erection into that sweet, delicious, soft cunt of hers. Especially with it still pulsating with the waves of her orgasm.
“What do you want, Ren?” I ask her.
She’s dazed, high on me, and I absolutely love it. “You. Always you, Noble.”
