Page 30 of Their Scarred Mate
For the first time, she wasn’t thinking about the past, or violence.Ciaran’s hands were magical, making her feel like she never had before.Something was burning up inside her, and for the first time, she wanted more.She wanted to feel him, wanted him.Ciaran lifted her shirt, taking her bra with it, and put a swollen nipple in his mouth.A moan escaped her lips.He licked, sucked, and devoured her as if she were a meal.He switched breasts, subjecting the other to the same sweet torture.
Freya rubbed her legs together, trying to get more friction.She didn't understand what was happening; the moans escaping her throat didn’t even sound like her own, but she wanted more.More of Ciaran, more of everything.
His hand left her breast and moved down to the waistband of her pants.
“Talk to me, baby,” he urged, his voice barely a whisper.“Are you still with me?”
“Yes...”she half whispered, half moaned, her eyes clouded with pleasure.His fingers slid inside her trousers, finding his prize hidden behind the simple fabric of her underwear.The soaked fabric of her underwear.He toyed with her until he found her swollen prize.
“You’re soaking wet,” he whispered, but she was too far gone to even hear him.He toyed with her clit, his movements fast, until she released a gasp and become rigid, falling apart in his arms, completely breathless.
He removed his fingers from under her trousers and waited for her to look at him before licking them clean.When she gasped in surprise he kissed her.
All too soon, the kiss ended and he rested his forehead against hers.
“Thank you,” he whispered and she opened her eyes wide.
“Sh-Shouldn’t I be the one to say that?”
His body trembled with suppressed laughter, but his voice was serious when he said, “No, baby.You’re an angel.And I am honored that I got to do this with you.”
“But...but you...”she licked her lips, unsure on how to approach the matter of the bulge she could see in his pants.
“Tonight, it was never about me, baby.It was all about my angel.”
He gave her a chaste kiss on her forehead, and she blinked.Her body was still humming from him, but he didn’t even want to...
Not once had she thought about her scars.Ciaran had made her feel beautiful.She felt so good in his arms that...She slid down the wall, still dazed.She lacked the courage to look at him.Ciaran solved it for her.He knelt before her and crawled closer.He gave her a soft, chaste kiss on the lips before muttering, “Tonight was one of the best nights in my life.I want this to continue, baby.But only if you want that as well.”
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His voice was graver, as his wolf felt that he was about to leave without completing the mating and was pacing inside his head.Pure strength of will kept him apart, but Ciaran knew he had to leave before the mutt took advantage.
He picked her up, carried her into the living room, and gently placed her on the sofa.If he had taken her to the bedroom, his crazy wolf would have taken control and forced the situation; this way, he was caring for her without going against his most basic instincts.For the animal, caring for his mate was fundamental, just like mating.
“Ciaran?”she called when he was getting ready to leave.
“Yes, angel?”
“Where does this leave us?”
He turned to her, a questioning look in his eyes.
“Me, you ...Declan...”
“Declan will be green with jealousy because I was the first to taste you, but we’re fine.Just as I’ll be when it’s his turn.Remember, angel, we’re in this together.”He kneeled again, lightly pecking her lips.He grimaced as he felt his erection pressing against his trousers.His cock was about to burst if he didn’t take care of it.But only when he heard her soft breathing did he realize she was sleeping.He silently left, controlling the immense will of howling to the moon.
