Chapter Twelve—Revelation #3
He began a slow, deliciously agonizing torture of her breasts, his hands stroking the sides, then cupping and kneading, while his tongue circled lazily around the aureole of each one, occasionally lapping at a nipple.
Sara arched her back, silently begging him to suckle her.
As if reading her mind, he fiendishly licked his way down her stomach, leaving her breasts achy with need.
He reamed her navel with his tongue and she gasped.
Nibbling his way up, he pushed her breasts together and flicked his tongue from one nipple to the other.
And then, when she was about ready to scream from sheer desire, his mouth closed over one hard bud and he began to suckle.
As he continued attention to her nipples, Sara mewled and raked her nails along his back.
He pressed more tightly to her side, his erection a steel rod against her thigh, and his hand slid down her stomach and beneath her silk panties.
His large palm massaged her mound in slow circles, bringing enough pressure on the sacral chakra to inflame an already throbbing core.
She bucked against his hand and he pulled more deeply on the soft breast.
By the Dagda, she felt good! And his wolf had made no move, although at the moment he doubted the beast could be any more feral than he felt.
He slid a finger between her folds and she gasped and lifted her hips.
When he pulled her panties down and trailed his hand up her inner thigh, she opened her legs for him and he slipped a finger into her, watching her face as she shuddered in delight.
In a fluid motion, he shifted position, placing himself between her knees. Her eyes opened wide as he spread her legs farther and then lifted one over each of his shoulders as he bent to enjoy his feast.
Sara felt deliciously exposed, her legs splayed wide, Lucas’ hands holding her open.
A torrid fire flamed deep inside of her.
And then he brought his head down. Sara thought she would explode from sheer passion.
Her body quivered and she felt the climax building.
Just a little more… Just… Oh! Sara’s body stiffened as the contraction took her and then a thousand lights exploded inside her head as she found her frenzied release.
The wolf threw up its head and howled.
She lay panting, trying to slow the beating of her heart. Lucas sat up between her legs and lowered her thighs to his. He tilted his head. “How did I do?”
For a moment she was tempted to play it casual and get that self-satisfied male smirk off his face. But he was too good and she didn’t want to play games. “Ask me again when my body stops tingling.”
Lucas grinned and reached for his pants. It took Sara a moment, in her afterglow, to realize what he was doing. She sat up and put a hand on his arm.
“We’re not through yet. We haven’t—”
He laid a finger across her mouth. “The wolf almost burst free,” he said with a sigh, “and that was only in my watching you come. I can’t take a chance on hurting you just at the moment that I would have no control of my own. Much as it pains me, love, we are finished.”
Pain. He had to be in real pain. She could see his huge shaft jutting out, straining to be released from his briefs.
“I think you’re wrong,” she said. “I don’t think your beast would hurt me at all.
But if you’re going to be stubborn, at least let me do something about this.
” She laid her hand on the steel-like rod that jerked to attention.
Lucas groaned. “I don’t—”
“Just shut up, will you?” Sara tugged at the elastic on the briefs and to her relief—and soon to be his, she thought wryly—he lifted his hips and let her slide them down his muscular legs. “Let me do some work while you control that nasty, horrible puppy you think might bite me.”
He was beautiful. All man. All hard. His biceps bulged from where he leaned his weight back on his arms. The flat hard stomach, the thatch of hair that was a deeper bronze color than his skin, and his proud manhood that was deep red with engorged blood.
She traced her fingers up and down the considerable length of his shaft.
She lightly massaged his balls and drew a deep growl from him.
The puppy? Her hand closed around his base, her thumb and fingers not quite able to make contact.
Goddess, he was big. For the first time she wondered if he would actually fit inside her.