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“There you are,” Leo practically purred, his lips ghosting over mine but never staying, instead drifting in a slant across my cheek, then down my neck, his teeth grazing my skin ever so slightly. I knew what those teeth were capable of, and apparently that thrilled me even more.
Huh, I was always learning things about myself, wasn’t I?
The hard length of him pressed against my center, heat radiating from his pants. Now, that was thrilling in an entirely different way, and the urge to cant my hips against it was immense. But I couldn’t quite get the right angle, so I moved my hands to his hips and tugged him closer.
“Eager,” Leo rumbled into the side of my neck.
“For you? Always.”
That broke the infinite patience Leo had when torturing me, and suddenly, he was pushing my long skirt up to my waist. I hadn’t chosen it that morning with such intent in mind but, boy, was I pleased about how it was all working out.
“God, you smell delicious,” he said, sending goosebumps up along my arms. “Just want to eat you.”
“You can,” I murmured, surprised at my own chutzpah.
Leo seemed delighted by it, one of those indulgent grins spreading across his features. “Well, if you insist…”
“Wait, I didn’t… you don’t have?-“
But he was already kneeling between my legs. It was like time stretched out for a minute as I watched the ridiculously attractive man arrange himself comfortably. Was this really my life?
And there was also a slight trickle of guilt within me. With what few relationships I’d had, blow jobs were definitely more the norm while having my partner go down was more of a special occasion thing. But it certainly wasn’t that way with Leo. His impressive appetite expanded to eating things beyond food. I would definitely even the score if we managed to survive our next crazy plan.
My mind went blank as he draped my legs over his shoulders and kissed me through my underwear. I gasped at the sharp contrast of his featherlight kiss and him manhandling me. My legs were probably the densest, heaviest part of me, layered with very capable muscles I was pretty proud of. Even in the insanely anorexic inducing nineties, I’d always been proud of the thickness and power of my thighs. My calves were not that bad, either, if I did say so myself.
But Leo didn’t act as if they were heavy at all. They probably weren’t to him. It was so utterly fascinating to me just how strong shifters were naturally. And by fascinating I meant really fucking hot.
Eh, whatever. A strength kink wasn’t anything to be ashamed of.
“Hold on however you need,” Leo said. “Your only job is not to fall off this table.”
“I don’t really think that?-“
But then, I heard a rip of fabric as he tore my panties off, and then his mouth was on me. Fuck, I really did need to hold on to something.
Leo switched up the pressure, warming areas up to more direct touch, changing the shape of his tongue to make everything feel brand-new all over again. At first, I tried gripping the table, but the pleasure radiating out from my core was just too much. I didn’t know if I wanted to press harder into it or scramble away. It was so fucking good.
I twined my hands into his hair, gripping tightly as my hips moved against his mouth. My past partners would have freaked out if I did that, but the rumble from Leo’s chest and his increased vigor told me he liked it very much.
It didn’t take long for those first telltale signs of a climax to begin traveling up and down my spine. No one had ever brought me so close to the edge. I didn’t know if it was his enhanced wolf senses that let him read my body so well, or if it was just all him, but whatever it was, I was so fucking grateful.
The leg shaking was only a couple of minutes behind, and then it was almost too much. Dizzy with pleasure, I feebly tried to push him away, but his grip on my legs tightened, stopping any sort of retreat.
“Lay back, baby,” he said.
God, I loved the way he sounded-half-animalistic, and yet completely in control. It was like a promise that he would show me things I’d never thought possible, that a girl like me could never do, but I would be safe the entire time. “Lay back and let me make you feel good.”
I did. The table was cool against my back, but my body was so hot with desire I barely noticed. I was wound tightly with it, ready to pop at any moment.
Leo used the new position to somehow press his face even further into me. I pulled at his hair, holding onto his head like it was my last lifeline. He didn’t object-I had a feeling Leo enjoyed my nails digging into his scalp.
My orgasm hit with such a force, I couldn’t even breathe. I arched off the table, my muscles clenching so tightly, I was sure I’d snap in two. Pure, unadulterated ecstasy flowed through every cell of my body, erasing all my troubles, all my worries. I knew it would all be back sooner than later, but for the moment, I basked in the bliss.
A girl really could get used to this.
LEO
Ven was the sexiest woman I had ever met. There were no ifs, ands, or buts about it. I stood up, breathing hard as I took in the sight of her spread out before me.
God, she was a vision. A renaissance masterpiece come to life, all spread and flush across the table. Her skirt was bunched up around her waist, her shirt pulled up to reveal that deliciously soft stomach that never failed to get me going. Every part of her was carved out of perfection, designed to drive me wild but at the same time giving me the perfect place to worship.
Fuck, I was in love, wasn’t I?
Perhaps that was a strange question to ask myself after everything I had said to her, but as an alpha, as a shifter, the idea of loyalty and life debt wasn’t exactly new to me. And while I did feel those things for Ven in spades, I also knew it wasn’t just that.
We hadn’t even known each other that long, but that didn’t matter. While I hadn’t been human enough to have any sort of sexual attraction to her in my wolf form, I was still drawn to her even then, like a moth to a flame, but instead of it being a destructive sort of pull, it was edifying. I was a better person around Ven. She brought so much joy to all the little things in life, and frankly, the stuff she accomplished was impressive.
I had so much more to learn about her, almost as much as I had to learn about myself, and I couldn’t wait to see what the next chapters in our life would bring. I wanted to make her come again and again. I wanted her to scream so loudly that Ricky would hear her no matter how far away he was.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I breathed, wishing that some of the eloquence I had been working rather hard on stuck around once my cock got a mind of its own.
Ven came down from her orgasm long enough to pull her shirt over her head, and I froze in wonder.
Fuck, she really did have the most gorgeous tits. While I’d been attracted to women of all shapes and sizes all my life, I’d always had a particular soft spot for larger frames who could potentially kill me if they so desired. There was something so intoxicatingly sexy about having a strong partner submit to me, allow me to take over their body in its entirety.
Ven was hot, wet, and ready for me, so I gripped my cock and teased the head at her entrance. As much as the feral part of me wanted to just plunge in, I knew better than that. I watched my lover’s face, wanting to make it good for her.
“Don’t tease me,” she whined, and fuck if that didn’t make me pulse all the harder in my own grip. “Please, don’t tease me. I need you inside me, Leo.Now.”