Page 49 of Underworld
Moving to kneel before him, he corrected me, pushing me back onto the bed and turning me so that I faced the wall.
Oh, sothat’swhat he had in mind.
“Spread your legs… and your wings, Lily,” he said from behind me, and I did, the long delicate arches spanning his bedroom.
He took his time stroking the long feathers, sending waves of sensation through my body. By the time he reached my skin, I was shaking.
“Logan,” I breathed as I backed one leg over the bed, needing to straddle him, to ride him before this need consumed me.
“Stay,” he commanded, gripping my thigh and pushing it back into place.
I gasped when his hips thrust against mine, our clothing an unwanted barrier between his hard cock and my swollen flesh.
“Do you want this?” he asked, always my loyal wolf. He would seek verbal confirmation before this went any further.
“Please,” I begged. Hendrik would probably have loved to hear me beg for it, but I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction.
My wolf? Yeah, he could have me a whimpering puddle of need on the floor whenever he wanted.
He bumped against me again, his hands raking under my skirt and lifting it up. “Then I’ll give you what you want, if you behave.”
I squirmed, needing more than just his promises. “Logan,” I begged.
He caught my hips in his hands, stilling my movements. “I’ve been waiting for you for a year, Lily. I want to enjoy this.”
Then he yanked my skirt over my hips and pulled my panties down. I peered over my shoulder, rapt as I watched him kneel, disappearing behind my hips.
Sensation exploded in my core as he ran his tongue over me, making me gasp. I fisted my fingers into the bedding as my entire body trembled.
He grabbed my thighs, keeping me in place as he growled, running his tongue over me again, lapping up my arousal.
Fuck.
He devoured me, his arousal spiking in time with mine. Heenjoyedthis, enjoyed driving me mad with each stroke of his tongue. He pushed my ass high into the air so his tongue could reach my sensitive nub, making me cry out as pleasure jolted through me.
His torment only drove me into deeper desperation. “Logan,” I tried again, my mouth going dry. “I need you inside of me.”
Having mercy on me, he stood and ran his fingers down my spine, making me gasp when his touch ran over the sensitive spot where my wings extruded from my back.
“Don’t,” I begged, because if he stroked me like that again, I might just explode.
And I wanted him inside of me when that happened.
“I’m going to have so much fun with you,” he said, his stroke nearly missing my wings, making me tremble.
“Stop teasing me,” I begged. Unable to take anymore, I spun, surprising him when I grabbed the open flaps of his shirt and pulled him close. I slammed my mouth to his as my hands grappled at his pants. Unable to undo them fast enough, my talons slid out, sliding the offending fabric off his perfect body.
He growled in response.
I growled back.
His dick exposed, I fisted him, making him jolt. “Fuck me,” I ordered, tired of begging.
Who’s the Alpha now?I thought at him.
He grinned, delighted to take on the challenge.
He pushed me onto the bed, spread my legs and slammed into me, thrusting into me to the hilt.
