Page 66 of Bad Moon Rising
His lips touched hers briefly. “Yes.”
She dug her fingers into his arms when he returned to her mouth. His tongue tested along the seam of her lips, soft and suggestive. He drew her closer so no space separated them. A gasp escaped her, which he took advantage of to tease his tongue against hers.
Before she could blink, her dress was unzipped, and both of them wore only underwear. She wanted to glance down to see everything of him, but it was next to impossible when his tongue thrust into her mouth and he claimed her, lifting her in one smooth motion and carrying her to the bed. She tried to keep up, but it was hard when she fought to stay coherent with every ramped-up sensation hitting her each time he touched her. She gave up trying to control and compartmentalize. Instead, she lost herself in the command and strength of his body. Each movement of his mouth, his hands, and his body as it touched hers shot fireworks through her so intense, she thought she’d pass out.
“Are you trembling for me?” he whispered when he finally released her mouth.
She nodded.
“I’m going to lift my aura and go full feral. Don’t be scared. I swear, tonight I won’t hurt you.”
She raised up on her knees, balancing on one hand to hook her opposite hand around his neck and pull him in to her lips. “Show me the real you. The one I had a glimpse of at the airport hangar.”
Everything about him became stronger, more angular, and dangerous. His canines seemed larger. She traced them with a finger. Pressure began to build inside her that demanded immediate relief, but from the way he stared at her, he wasn’t going to give it to her right away.
“Roman,” she said as he kissed down her neck to her collarbone. He paused, and she watched his eyes drop to her breasts and her nipples that were so hard. He lowered his head, barely grazing one nipple with the tip of his tongue. The sensation was too much. Her hips shot up toward his as a hiss escaped her.
“Do you think you’ve done this before?” he asked.
“I don’t know. Nothing seems familiar, but maybe it’s because you’re…we’re both lycan? It seems like I know what’s going to happen and what to do, and yet I don’t.”
“I’ll go slow. But if you’ve never done this, it might hurt. I don’t want that for you.”
“No stopping.”
“All right.” He swirled a tongue around her nipple and touched one of his sharp teeth to the point. The slight strike ricocheted like an electric surge inside her veins and streaked all over her body, sending shockwaves deep into her bones and every muscle.
“Oh, wow,” she said when he took her nipple deep into his mouth, his sharp teeth scraping the sensitive nub. “I can feel it all the way to my toes. Is it always like this between our kind?”
“Being with another lycan… This is a first for me, too. I don’t know.” He swiveled his hips, bringing him in line with her core.
His penis felt huge, but she couldn’t see. She wanted to.
“Ahh…” She wanted to touch him everywhere, but he commanded her, somehow keeping her still without forcing her while the orgasm built between her legs. Tears blurred her view when he rolled against her pelvis to pelvis once more.
Pulling up, he stared down where their bodies touched, separated by microns of fabric. She was granted a view of his defined abs and the planes of muscles everywhere. She could see the sweat on his skin and the flush on his face. The bulge of him rubbed against her, and it was too much.
“I’m going to come,” she said.
“I want to hear it.”
He moved faster between her legs. His hips flew so fast, rubbing against her to the point her core numbed. Sensation coiled in her spine, pressure building. Her vision blurred. She gripped his forearms and bit her lower lip. Everything spiked, shooting her chest high, and her legs tightened around Roman’s hips.
“Yes. Oh, God. Yes,” she screamed.
He grunted something incoherent as he buried his head in the tangle of her hair and shoulder and came. His hips that had been pumping stilled as a guttural groan escaped him.
“Fuck,” he drawled out, breathing heavy.
His back felt sweaty and so hot. When he lifted away from her body, there was pleasure on his face, but also strain.
He said, “That’s a first for me. I’ve never…not without being inside a woman.”
“I’d say it was first for me, but then again, everything about this is new.”
He rubbed his thumb over her lips. “There’s more. A lot more.”
Chapter Eighteen
