Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 74538 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74538 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
“I—I don’t know what I want,” she whispered, the scent of her arousal coating the air even more.
I’d never smelled anything more delicious. “I know what ye need.” I stared right into her eyes. “And I’ll be the only one tae ever give it tae ye.”
I felt more animal than man right then, my wolf pushing out a little bit fiercer, a little more powerfully. And I didn’t try to stop him, didn’t force the beast back.
I just took a moment to really look at my mate, to memorize the lines of her very female body, her curves and lushness. She had her upper body braced on the mattress, her weight held up by her elbows. Her knees were slightly bent, her legs closed. Her belly was concaving as she breathed in and out harder and faster. My gaze was latched on to the trimmed, dark swatch of hair I could see between her legs, those curls causing my mouth to water.
Without thinking, only embracing the primordial thought of being with my female, I gripped the collar of my shirt and ripped the material clean in half, tearing it from my body and tossing it away. The jeans had to stay though. Tonight wasn’t about claiming her. Even if I wanted to grab my cock and place the tip at her entrance and then slowly, so fucking slowly, push into her. My body shook from the images moving through my mind.
But no… tonight was about pleasuring her, getting Darragh off, and having her come on my tongue over and over again until I was drowning in her essence.
I was aware of the deep sounds I made, ones that were distorted and very inhuman. “Spread wider,” I demanded, my voice low. There was no doubt I was not to be denied. She’d give me what I fucking wanted. “Mine.”
I knew I should’ve been more passive, less alpha right now. It would have helped her not be afraid, to see that I had control—even if I didn’t fucking feel like it. I should have taken my time and been gentle. But I couldn’t stop this. How did any male have any restraint when it came to pleasuring their female?
And it didn’t matter if I was a virgin in all senses of the word, because I could scent the innocence that came from my Darragh and knew without her having to tell me that she’d never done anything like this either. It was a crisp, fresh scent in the air, like the way you felt the biting quality of the frigid coldness at the peak of winter.
I could see the way her hands tightened on the quilt, and when she slowly parted her thighs, I knew she wouldn’t deny me. The air left my lungs harshly, my chest rumbling with deep sounds as the scent of her became even stronger without the obstruction of her closed legs hiding her pussy.
I was moving toward her again without conscious thought, and found myself falling to my knees at the edge of the bed. I reached for her ankles, curled my fingers around the too delicate bones, and felt heat envelop me. My vision was hazy, a cloud of red desire that didn’t allow me to think clearly.
I pulled her down the mattress, a squeak of surprise leaving her still parted lips. I knew she needed what I was about to give her as much as I did.
And as I stared at her spread pussy, her lips parting and her flesh so glossy and pink, I could visibly see how much my Darragh needed this.
Fuck, I needed this.
I slid my hands along her legs and curled my big fingers around her knees, spreading her even wider, needing her to feel the muscles stretch, because she was obscenely opened for me.
“Darragh.” Her name came from me in a throaty grunt. I closed my eyes, letting my lips open slightly, my canines far too elongated to close my mouth all the way. I felt drugged, drunk off her scent.
I knew I’d feel even more out of control as soon as I had my mouth on her. And as I snapped my eyes open, my wolf pushing to the surface even more, I looked up the length of her body and heard the small sound that escaped her. Her eyes were saucers, her breathing rapid.
I knew my eyes glowed, could feel myself slightly changing in the face of my mate’s eagerness. I felt my body become a little bit bigger, my muscles more swollen as blood rushed through my veins. My wolf wanted to experience this right along with me, and I wouldn’t deny him. I couldn’t. He was far too strong right now and wanted far too badly.
In that regard, we were one and the same.
“I canna go slow.” I leaned in an inch, my gaze still locked on hers. “I canna be gentle.” My voice was no more than a serrated sound of broken syllables. “Ye deserve that, but right now—” I shook my head slowly. “I canna do it, Darragh. I need tae taste ye too badly, need yer honey coating my tongue. I need tae drown in it.” And then I had my mouth on her sex, my tongue buried between her folds. I groaned and slid my hands down the insides of her thighs, framing her cunt, using my thumbs to pull her pussy lips apart. I only gave myself a second to marvel at how beautiful she was down there before I sucked her swollen clit into my mouth, purring around that little bundle of nerves so she felt the vibrations.