Page 38 of Moon Guardian
“Then don’t move,” he said, a sly grin on his face before he lapped at me again.
“Fuck,” I cursed, curling my fingers into the fur at my sides.
He did it again, then nipped at the inside of my thigh, tormenting me with slight jolts of pain followed by a lick, then a kiss, on one leg, then the other, then directly on my sensitive flesh that grew slick under his attentions.
I was panting by the time he nearly pushed me to the edge, pulling away before I reached my climax.
“Is this worship, or torture?” I asked on a loose breath.
My wolf wanted him inside of me, to bite me and to lock us together by his claim.
But we had to wait for the High Moon.
And so he would torment me instead.
“Both,” he admitted as he crawled over me. He kept his pants on, the hunger in his gaze suggesting that if he removed the fabric, he wouldn’t be able to wait. “I will make sure my soul belongs to you, Kaitsja,” he vowed, running his hard length against my swollen flesh. I gasped at the friction, my hips tilting up as I wrapped my legs around him.
He kissed me, the motion so sweet, so sensual that I forgot my lust.
His tongue battled with mine, his hips grinding to give me the pleasure I needed.
“Say my name,” he commanded, his movements slowing just as I reached that peak I desired. His silver eyes blazed with a rim of gold, a vibrant aggression that said he was on the edge.
I growled, clawing at him, needing him to let me explode.
“My name,” he said again, refusing to move until I heard him.
I bit his lip, drawing blood. He lapped at me, biting my neck lightly in reprisal.
“My name, Kaitsja,” he said again.
“Kane,” I managed to say, finding words difficult when in this state. “My alpha… my mate.”
He growled with approval, pulling me up with him as he slammed me against the wall. I held onto the iron bars, grateful for them and wondering if this was their purpose as he dropped to his knees.
And devoured me.
I screamed as the climax came, his tongue punishing me as he wrapped his fingers around my thighs, opening me as he relentlessly pleasured me to completion.
I slumped against the wall when he was done, my slick glistening on his face as he kissed me, his passion a barely contained fire that burned hot with need.
The first stage of our courtship had been completed.
And if this was what it felt like to mate a wolf, I wanted more.
Kane
My mate panted, Her arousal flavoring the room with jasmine and moonlight and making me go mad.
At this rate, She would push me into the rut before it was time, but I couldn’t deny the need to worship Her, especially when She had deemed me worthy.
Claim me.
Kane.
Those three words nearly sent me over the edge. I ravaged Her mouth instead, Her delicious slick sweet on my tongue. I wanted to share this with Her, to show Her that we were meant to be together.
My cock ached and Her slick wet my pants, soaking through to coat my flesh with her need.
