Page 36 of Howl For Me
Damara had to fight to keep her canines from dropping. Her animal was close to the surface, and the only thing she had in sight was the broad span of Gavin’s chest.
She pushed down his pants, drawing his underwear with them. His dark eyes connected with hers, and she felt the moisture slip from between her folds.
Her skin tingled, awakening in a way that she hadn’t felt since opening her eyes all those years ago. She’d been missing the one person who was meant for her.
Her nipples beaded from the cool air kissing them. Gavin’s growl ripped through the air. His attention was on her full breasts. He stepped toward her, but it was she who forced him down onto the bed. His wide cock stood proud in the air.
She snuck her tongue out and licked her lips, finding them suddenly dry.
“Damara.” His voice was deep and guttural.
She tore her gaze from his cock and met his dark eyes. His beast was present in them, and his alpha vibes were electric.
“Let me,” she breathed, kneeling on the bed.
She wanted to explore him and make new memories of his perfectly sculpted body. His muscles visibly relaxed while she crawled to the head of the bed and lay beside him. His face softened once she leaned forward, softly pressing her lips to his.
“Take what you need, mate,” he murmured.
Her core pulsed.
Mate.
Only the alpha would bend to his mate and give over control of their lovemaking.
She leaned forward again and this time kissed him harder. His lips opened, and she slid her tongue forth, exploring him. His tongue toyed with hers as she took in the taste of Gavin.
A moan echoed through the air. She tore her mouth from his and went on her exploratory mission. Her lips burned a trail along his jawline that was scattered with dark stubble. She loved the feel of the prickly bristles. A shiver slid down her spine just imaging the feel of roughness against her smooth thighs.
Damara moved along and reached Gavin’s chest. His body was chiseled muscle, with no signs of any fat. His smooth mocha skin had a slight sprinkle of dark hair along the middle of his chest that created a path to her destination.
His cock.
She swirled her tongue around his small nipple. He jerked, and a small laugh escaped his lips. Her gaze flew to his face and found his lips curved up in a crooked grin.
“That tickles,” he admitted.
She cocked an eyebrow at the thought that this tough alpha was ticklish.
“I’ll keep that in mind.” She grinned at him and moved down.
Out of the corner of her eye, his cock bobbed for attention. Unable to resist, she wrapped her hand around it. Gavin’s quick intake of breath echoed through the air. She slid her tongue along the ridges of his abdomen, tasting every crevice.
The apex of her thighs was coated with her desire for the man before her. She squeezed his length before slowly running her hand along his shaft. Pulling back, she admired his wide girth. His cock was absolutely perfect. Thick, long, with a smooth mushroomed tip.
“Damara.” Gavin’s growl ripped through the quietness.
Damara ignored him, his cock pulsing in her hand. It was hard but the skin soft. She slid her thumb along the large vein that lined his shaft. Leaning forward, she took in the sight of a bead of his essence gathered on the tip of it. She snuck her tongue out and licked the moisture.
A moan vibrated from her chest with the taste of him. Damara repositioned herself between his legs. Gavin shifted on the bed, bracing himself on his elbows. His feral eyes were locked with hers. Not breaking their stare, she slid the tip of his head in between her lips. She ran her tongue along the smooth skin, teasing him. The bed shook with the waves of power that Gavin gave off.
He was close to losing control.
She loved the feeling of holding power over him.
Closing her eyes, she basked in the feel of him sliding deeper into her throat. He was too large to fit completely, so she used her hand to help, slipping along his length in rhythm with her lips. The sounds of his moans and gasps fueled her on. She wanted him to shatter in her hands.
She increased her motions. Her saliva coated him, allowing his length to slide easily through her palm. She squeezed her hand around him while working him with her tongue.
