Raven protested when her husband, yanked back the blankets, scooped her up in his arms, and carried her over to the hearth to lay her on the fur.
“Cover me,” she pleaded, hugging herself against the cold.
He came down on top of her, shoving her arms away from her breasts and covering her with his body.
“I’m going to warm you,” he said, his knee slipping between her legs to spread them apart.
A harsh chill raced through her, shivering her senseless.
He cursed beneath his breath as he hurried off her and pulled her to her feet. “You need the heat of the fire.” He turned her to face the hearth, his arm going around her waist.
The heat of the flames raced over her body, chasing the chill from her skin, but not the bone-deep chill that was consuming her.
Though her skin warmed, he could feel the cold that seeped to the surface. He pressed his face next to hers. “Brace your hands on the mantel.” As soon as she did he tugged at her waist. “Bring your feet back and spread them.”
She did as he said, realizing his intentions and the image it brought to mind excited her and raced a shot of heat through her.
“I like when you obey me without question,” he whispered against her ear.
“Don’t get used to it,” she said and gasped when his hand slipped between her legs and his fingers slipped inside her.
“Wet and ready,” he whispered.
“Always… for you.” She fought back a groan and lost.
“I’m going to pleasure you until you’re so hot, you might just burst into flames.”
“Promises. Promises,” she said and moaned loudly when his thumb began to tease her pulsing nub, sending an exquisite burst of pleasure and heat through her and caused gooseflesh to rush over her entire body.
Wolf pressed his body against hers as he teased her senseless, her moans a seductive song to his ears and the way she pushed back against him, seeking the satisfaction of his shaft hardened him even more.
His desire soared out of control rapidly and he could feel hers did the same, but it was a chill settling in her backside that decided it.
His hand suddenly fell away from her and she released her disappointment with a groan.
He turned her around quickly, his arm slipping under her backside as he hoisted her up and ordered, “Wrap your legs around me.”
Raven’s arms went around his neck as her legs locked around his waist. His hands gripped her bottom to adjust her against him so his shaft could slip easily into her. And he did with an intentional slowness. Pure pleasure invaded his senses as her sheath welcomed him with a tight hug and he had to stop himself from roaring aloud. Once he was settled comfortably inside her, he placed one arm beneath her bottom, holding her firm, then reached out his with his other arm to plant his hand firmly against the mantle.
“Hold on,” he ordered and she did.
She cried out with sheer joy as he moved inside her with powerful thrusts and she tried to match their strengths, but it was impossible. All she could do was hold on tight to him as his shaft plunged repeatedly into her. Heat flooded her along with intense pleasure. Many talked about the strength of the Beast and at this moment she felt its full force.
Her climax came upon her suddenly, forcing her to cry out in shock and pleasure, and to tighten her grip on him.
His hand dropped off the mantle and joined his other one at her bottom, squeezing the taut flesh tight and keeping tight hold on her as he rammed into her again and again. He let out a roar as his climax hit him with a fury and his seed spewed out planting itself deep inside her.
His forceful thrusts and loud roar sent a ripple of pleasure shooting through Raven again and spent from the sheer pleasure of it all, her head dropped to rest on his shoulder.
Once Wolf gathered his senses about him, he walked to the bed, keeping a firm hold on her and enjoying the feel of her warm flesh against his. He had chased the cold from her and that pleased him in a most satisfying way. He went down with her on the bed, his shaft still inside her as he rested over her.
After a few moments, she pressed her lips near his ear and said, “I think my bottom got burned.”
He chuckled and slipped out of her slowly and onto his side. He turned her over and gently ran his hand over her backside. “Warm and lovely not only to touch but to look at as well, but no burns.”
She rolled over and kissed him. “You definitely kept your promise… the fire you set in me felt as if it scorched more than my bottom.”