Page 33 of Savage

“Clint!” I cried as he carried me to a stack of hay bales and set me down, caging my waist with his large hands.Oh my.

“Wolves are the most loyal species in the animal kingdom. Did you know that?” He pushed me to my back and crawled over me, his lips finding my neck beneath the collar of my coat.

“What are you doing?” I breathed although I had a pretty good idea.

He licked a line up my neck. “It’s been hours since I’ve had my hands on you.”

“We’re in the stables. Anyone can walk in.” I stared up at the wooden rafters as he kept kissing me, clearly not concerned.

“I’ll hear them.” He cupped my sex, grinding his palm down over my clit. “The grey wolf, in particular, is eternally loyal to his mate, but the entire pack forms life bonds with each other. Only the alpha male and female will reproduce.”

I moaned at the pleasure he was able to pull from me so quickly. In the Wolf stables. God, I would melt for him anywhere. Cody’s storage room. Here. I was a slut for his attention. I was close to coming, and we were wearing all our clothes. What could he do if he got me naked? Or half naked? Or… just sliding my panties to the side. Oh yeah, pregnant. I moaned when he kissed a spot behind my ear and rubbed my clit just right. Damn hormones.

“Y-you must consider yourself an expert on breeding,” I teased, writhing beneath him.

He bit my nipple through my bra and sweater. When he lifted his head, his grin was downright wicked. “Oh, sugar. You have no idea.”

I gulped. “Maybe I do since, you know, I’m knocked up.”

He unbuttoned my jeans—which I wasn’t going to be able to wear much longer—and dragged the zipper down as he gave me a wink. “Did you know male wolves lick a female’s genitals to test her readiness?” He brought his face between my legs and bit through the fabric. I sensed the heat of his mouth, even through my jeans. When he moved to tug them and my panties down, I lifted my butt to help. As if I was going to stop him. “Same as us, only they’re tasting her hormones.”

Slowly, he took off his cowboy hat and set it on the bale beside me, the entire time keeping his eyes focused on mine. Then he watched me as his tongue slid along my slit.

“Oh my God,” I moaned, my hips lifting into him.

“I’m just tasting your delicious nectar.”

Nectar? Whatever, as long as he didn’t stop. I grabbed his head, pulling his mouth into my dripping core. “Clint,” I moaned, my chin arcing toward the ceiling with pleasure. “I-I’ve been so horny with this pregnancy. I thought for sure it meant I was having a boy.”

Clint made his tongue stiff and penetrated me with it. “I think it means you got pregnant with the right guy,” he said smugly before he returned to treating me to heaven with his tongue. I made a keening sound. My breasts had grown heavy, nipples tight and stiff inside my bra.

“Clint,” I moaned again as he found his way back to my clit. He teased the stiff bud with his tongue then affixed his lips over it and sucked.

I clapped a hand over my mouth to hold in my scream. It felt so good. I didn’t want it to stop, and yet I was desperate for the finish at the same time. “I can’t—I can’t—” I panted.

Clint paused, damn him and looked up at me from between my shamelessly parted thighs. “You can’t what?”

“Please don’t stop,” I gasped. “Oh, please, I’m so close.”

He chuckled, his hot breath bathing my flesh. “I know what you need,” he claimed, the cocky bastard. And he was right. He knew exactly what I needed.

“Why is it like this with you? It’s… intense. I swear, I’ve never felt like this before.”

He growled. Actually growled then softened it with a melty look. “Sugar.” Then he got to work, sucking hard on my clit as he inserted two fingers in my channel, curling them up to hit my g-spot. As an Ob/Gyn nurse, I knew the workings of the female anatomy very well. But it seemed Clint’s knowledge blew mine to bits because when he found my back pucker with his thumb, I left the stratosphere orgasming so hard. My belly jumped, inner walls sucked on his fingers, anus pulled in and the stable spun in circles as I turned inside out.

It was possible my scream had scared Starshine. The intensity of it sure scared me. I’d never had anyone touch my ass before during sex. Well, ever. I was going to have to change my thoughts about that because holy hell, that had pushed me over the edge.

I didn’t know how much time passed before my vision cleared and I became aware of my surroundings again. The stable. My panting breath. Clint’s satisfied smirk as he slid his fingers out and licked them, one after the other as if he was getting the last bits of a tasty treat. His mouth and chin were glistening. Oh my god, I was all over him. I should have been mortified, but I was too well pleasured to give a shit. My horniness was soothed, for the moment.

“I’m gonna be hard all fucking evening thinking about that.” He reached down and adjusted himself. I looked, saw how big he was pressed against his zipper. He was a big cowboy… all over.

“Sorry,” I said automatically, biting my lip.

He shook his head. “Don’t you dare apologize. You have needs, sugar, and it’s my job to take care of them.”

“I’m not usually this… horny.”

He grinned. “You won’t hear me complaining. Watching you come is a fuckinggift.” He pulled my jeans back up and zipped and buttoned me in them, making me feel cherished as hell. Making me think what a great dad he would make. “I’ll take care of you again when we get in bed later, naked.”