At that, he dove into the lake, welcoming the icy cold of the water, the rude shock to his over-heated body.
He swam instinctively toward her beneath the lake, his eyes unable to see in the fluid dark. But he knew exactly where she was. Like a beacon of fiery torches, she called to him.
When he finally surfaced with a great gulp of air, she was laughing happily in his arms, her legs wrapped tightly around his hips, his erection snugly squeezed between her hot, silky core and his stomach.
“I have you now,” she murmured, her grinning lips a whisper’s away from his.
He forbore to tell her that he was the one who had her, protectively enclosed in his embrace.
“What do you intend with me, little one?” he rumbled low.
“Mmm,” she hummed in the back of her throat, one of her hands in his hair, the other scratching idly along his upper back and shoulders like a playful cat.
“Learn you,” she said with a soft kiss to his nose.
“Know you,” she punctuated her words with a tantalizingly bruising suck on his throat that made him hiss.
“Make you mine.”
This she growled as she licked into his mouth with her plundering tongue.
Wolfe could do naught but plunder right back, control bedamned.
For the first time in his life, he gave his body and heart free reign.
He held her to him, one hand gripping her thigh, one hand cupping the back of her head, as he fucked her mouth the way he yearned to take her body. The iciness of the lake forgotten.
He was a roaring inferno. He was molten lava. He burned endlessly for this woman. Wanted to possess every mysterious, beguiling, unique piece of her.
She groaned loudly and clutched him tighter. Sucking voraciously on his tongue. Biting his lips. Demanding more.
So much more.
When her nether lips opened around the crown of him, and her core muscles clenched to draw him inside, he repositioned her higher so that she rode his stomach instead.
Not yet. Not here.
He would take care of her when he took her maidenhead and made her his. He wouldn’t rip through her so callously.
Rui had other ideas, apparently, because she attacked his mouth and yanked at his hair. Below, her strong, lean legs squeezed him tight, as her hips undulated lower, trying to take his rod inside.
“Rui…” he gasped between deep, carnal kisses.
“Let me go—”
“No!” she protested, clutching him close with all of her limbs like a tenacious barnacle.
“You’re mine. My Wolfe. My treasure!”
Her nails dug sharply into his buttocks like kitten claws as she growled, making him rumble with laughter.
“Be still, little tyrant,” he soothed between chuckles while she scowled ferociously and suspiciously at him.
“I am not leaving you. We will have all of each other this night. It is simply better for your first time if we do this on shore. Where I have more control.”
“But I want to be in control,” she argued with a stubborn tilt of her chin. “And I am more powerful in water.”
Wolfe pressed his lips together to keep from grinning like a fool.