“You better not, or else you’ll be the one regretting it,” she warned.
I loved how fierce she was. “It’s never gonna happen. Fate couldn’t possibly have found anyone more perfect for me than you. I’m not going to mess this up.”
“Good.” She jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist. “Then take me to your bedroom and make this official. I’ve waited my whole life for this moment, and I don’t want to waste another second.”
“Neither do I.” I gripped her ass and carried her upstairs. After kicking my bedroom door open, I stalked over to the bed and dropped her on the mattress. I craved seeing her sprawled naked on my bed with her blond hair spread across my pillows and those pretty blue eyes hazy with desire, so I didn’t hesitate to get to work at removing her clothes as quickly as possible.
First to go were her sneakers and socks. I wasn’t a guy with a foot fetish, but my cock screamed for relief at the sight of her bright pink painted toenails. Then I tugged her leggings—which had been driving me crazy because of how they showcased her fantastic ass—down and tossed them over my shoulder. The scent of her desire grew stronger, and I groaned when I saw the wet spot on the silky material covering her pussy. My wolf howled in my head, and my canines ached with the need to mark her as mine. I kicked my boots off and yanked my shirt over my head before pressing a knee to the bed. “Sit up, baby.”
Larissa’s hands went to the bottom of her shirt as she levered up, and I yanked it over her head. While I dropped it on the floor, she unclasped her bra and threw it to the side. Her tits sprung free, and I wanted to slide my cock between the creamy mounds before I came all over them. But that would have to wait until I’d come deep inside her pussy and claimed her neck with my mark. “There are so many things I want to do to you,” I rasped, my gaze sweeping down her body.
After sliding her panties down her long legs, I unsnapped my jeans and shoved them down to kick them off. Placing my hands on either side of her body, I hovered over her and dipped my head. I kissed my way down her neck, my lips curving up when she threw her head back against the pillows and whimpered. Her nails dug into my shoulders hard enough to leave a mark I’d be proud to wear.
My fingers trailed down past her collarbone until I was cupping her breast in my palm. My thumb stroked over her nipple, circling around the pebbled peak. “Fuck, you smell good. I want to taste every single inch of your skin, starting here and working my way down.”
“Yes, please,” she whimpered in agreement, and the scent of her desire strengthened.
I darted my tongue out to lick at her skin, nipping at her collarbone before I trailed kisses down her chest. She panted, her nails digging into my scalp, when I flicked my tongue over her nipple. Moving to the other side, I latched on and drew the pebbled tip into my mouth. She arched her back, pressing it deeper inside as I sucked. My balls drew up tight against my body, and come leaked from the tip of my dick. I needed to get inside her soon, but first I had to make sure she was ready to take me.
I abandoned her breasts to work my way farther down, and she cried out in protest. “Don’t worry, baby. I’m going to make you feel so good,” I murmured against her belly.
“I need—” she mewled, her head thrashing against the pillows.
The mating urge was riding us hard, amping up our passion. Each touch sent her closer to the edge, and I was determined to have my mouth on her pussy when she plunged over it. Wedging my shoulders between her bent knees, I forced them farther apart. My breath caught in my lungs at the sight of her puffy, pink pussy lips glistening with the proof of her need. I slid one of my hands under her ass, and my claws almost burst from my fingertips when I lifted her up and stroked my tongue through her wetness. “Fuck, I’ll never get enough of your taste.”
Her hips jerked up, and she moaned, “Feels so good.”
Flattening my tongue, I licked at her damp flesh. Up and down. Side to side. Circling over her clit. I devoured every inch of her pussy until she was writhing beneath me, her hands fisted in the sheets so hard her knuckles turned white. Reveling in her taste, I feasted on her cream that filled my mouth as her cries echoed in my ears. I ate her through her first orgasm but didn’t let up until she was close to the edge again.