Page 66 of Ravenous
Between gritted teeth, he said, “I scent you. Know what you need.”
“You do tempt me, especially since you and your beast are caged tonight. But you warned me that surrendering means forever.”
“I’ll pleasure you so hard you’ll beg for any position with me.”
“What wouldyousurrender?” She wanted total compliance, but his loyalty to his pack was absolute.
“Let’s discover that together. I’ll know by moonset.”
“Convince me.” She gestured for him to strip.
Slowly, deliberately, he did, drawing off his tunic to display his mightychest—broad shoulders and rippling muscles with not an ounce of spare flesh. He removed his boots, then untied his breeches to ease them from his narrow hips.
Freed of its confines, his cock sprang up, bobbing before it pointed directly at her.
His sigh-worthy length and girth were almost too big, just barely possible for her.Just barelywas her favorite size, and this one was thejust-bareliestshe’d ever encountered.
The crown was broad, the slit damp. Veins ribbed the shaft enticingly. His dusky balls taunted her to nip them with a fang.
When he stood before her, all beastly intensity, his skin sheened in the moonlight.
Great Hecate, he was built for fantasies. She had the impulse to lick salt and sin from his throat to those balls and make him quake. “Your appearance makes a good case.” She tapped her chin with a black claw. “Very well—we play. Only play, Thane. No biting, no bond. And only for a time, an interlude until we both come.”
He gave her a wary look, a wolf sensing a trap.
“Then we’ll go our separate ways. Or at least I will. You’ll remain caged like an animal.”
“I agree to your terms,” he growled. “Now show me your own body, mate.”
With a lift of her brows, she unbelted the coat and let it puddle at her feet.
“None fairer,” he rasped in wonder.
“Correct.” The night air caressed her bare skin. Her tail danced with freedom and so much excitement she almost frowned at the frolicking thing. “In your letter, you mentioned your tongue. Show me if it indeed has a mind of its own.”
He swallowed hard. “If I take your taste, witch, I’ll never let you go. You’ll ruin me.”
She breathed, “Iknow. I predicted your ruination.”
His gaze fixed on the V of her curls. “Then take me to heaven or hell. Right now, I care no’ which.”
“Hell then,” she said, sauntering closer. “It’s my specialty.” She planted one knee on a bar and opened herself to him. “Eat, hungry Thane. Lap up your own destruction.”
With a snarl, he dropped to his knees, but not before she spotted his grin, wolfish and victorious.
He thought he had her. That he’d drown her in pleasure and make her beg.Joke’s on him—
His rough hands gripped her ass, but instead of diving in as much as the bars would allow, the clever wolf focused on her spread thighs. He nipped her above her knee, then rubbed that bite with the stubble on his bold jawline.
Her brows arched.Effective moves.“Leaving your scent on me?”
“Aye. And I’m relishing my first time tonguing you, a first that will never come again.”
When his fingers found her tail and stroked, she nearly whimpered.I fucking love that. No one ever pays enough attention to it!He fisted the length, calloused palms warming until it all but melted in submission.
Then his hands rose to cover her breasts, kneading them as he gave her nipples tweaks of increasing intensity.Oh, he knows exactly what he’s doing.If given free rein, this male would probably lick her everywhere—before he freed his beast to do deliciously perverse and penetrative things to her.
“A feast lies before me.” He brought her closer to his mouth, letting her feel his breaths on her wet, swollen lips. He inhaled her scent with heavy lids. “You’ve addled me, you demon-witch.”
