England to face alone, knowing that someday your elf will lie screaming and bleeding beneath a rutting man?»
Wolfe shuddered with a combination of rage at the thought of Jessica lying beneath another man and desire because she was lying beneath him now with her legs open and her hungry softness pressing against him, licking over him with honey and fire.
«Jessi, no,» he groaned. «It must not be.»
But whether he meant her coupling with another man in the future or having Wolfe buried within her now, even Wolfe couldn’t say.
«Then I’m right,» Jessica accused wildly. «I will be ripped apart. You have seduced me with everything but the truth!»
«Taking a man within your body won’t hurt you.»
«I don’t believe you,» she raged. «I have seen a man aroused. I have felt myself tight around no more than your finger. You are lying to me!»
Jessica’s body twisted beneath Wolfe, inciting him beyond bearing. Even as he told himself to roll aside, he caught her mouth beneath his and sank down over her body, absorbing her struggles with his much greater strength. His tongue thrust heavily into her mouth and filled it as he longed to fill her body. His hips moved, dragging his hardened flesh over the softness he had called from her.
Heat pulsed through Jessica and spilled over to Wolfe, increasing the stunning sensitivity of flesh sliding across flesh. He made a throttled sound as every muscle in his body clenched with passion and a need that was destroying him.
With a low moan, Jessica arched against him, for she needed the heaviness of his body more than she needed air.
«Hold still,» Wolfe said in a hoarse voice. «Don’t move unless I tell you. Do you hear me, Jessi? I’m going to show you how little you will have to fear from aman.Butyou must lie still.»
She shuddered and became motionless.
Wolfe took a breath and then another, trying to get a grip on the wild, seething violence of his need for her. It was impossible. Control kept sliding away by hot increments, leaving no reality but that of the girl who lay ready beneath him, watching him with eyes that were black with passion.
«Wrap your legs around my hips. Slowly, Jessi. Very slowly.»
Watching him, she shifted in slow motion until her legs circled his hips.
«Like this?» Jessi whispered.
Wolfe locked his jaw as he brushed against the sultry woman heat that lay open to him. A long shudder racked his restraint, threatening to tear it apart. He took several careful breaths.
«Yes, like that.» His voice was low, almost a groan. «Just like that. Don’t move, Jessi. Not one bit. I’m going to show you how easily you’ll accept a man.»
«Now?»
«Now. Just for a moment. Just a little bit. Just so you won’t be afraid. I won’t take your maidenhead, but you must lie very, very still.»
Jessica’s eyes widened as Wolfe’s fingers caressed her, parted her very gently, eased into her so slowly that she couldn’t believe it was happening at all.
And then she realized it wasn’t his fingers pressing into her.
«Dear God,» Jessica whispered.
«Yes. Dear God.»
Another shudder racked Wolfe as he eased a bit farther into the petal softness of Jessica’s body. He watched the center of her eyes expand into glittering blackness, tasted the unraveling of her breath against his lips, felt her hot, supple yielding to him, heard the small sound she made at the back of her throat as her nails scored sweetly on his arms.
«Am I hurting you?» he breathed.
The whimper that came from Jessica’s throat as her eyes closed wasn’t an answer, but the secret rain of her response was.
It took his breath away.
«Jessi, my sweet elf…»
Shaking, Wolfe threaded his fingers through her unbound hair until his hands were wholly tangled within the long strands. He wanted nothing more on earth than to flex his hips and bury himself in her sleek, yielding warmth.
What was making sweat break all over his body was the knowledge that Jessica wanted it as violently as he did.
«Look at me,» Wolfe said heavily. «I want to see you while we’re joined even in this small way. Christ knows it’s not enough, not nearly enough, but it’s all that can be. Look at me, Jessi. Let me see the passion in you.»
Slowly, Jessica’s eyes opened. She looked at the hard lines of Wolfe’s face, at his body drawn with restraint and glistening with sweat. His eyes were dilated with the same passion that was sending tongues of fire licking up from between her thighs.
Then he moved slightly, retreating and returning with exquisite care.
A burst of fire drenched Jessica in golden heat. Wolfe felt it, shared it, and moved again, caressing her with his whole body. She gasped and tightened her legs around his hips, instinctively trying to deepen the tantalizing union.
Wolfe’s fists clenched in Jessica’s long hair as he felt his self-control dissolving in the hot, secret rain of her body. He knew he should withdraw completely from her heat, but he couldn’t force himself to. She was everything he had ever wanted, and he had wanted her much too long.
Telling himself it would be the last time, he moved again, tormenting both of them with the incomplete union.
«Does this hurt you?» he asked through his teeth.
Jessica shook her head even as she wondered at the harshness in his voice. Heat shimmered through her, making her gasp.
Breath hissed out of Wolfe as he felt passion ripple through Jessica to his own flesh just within her. Sweat gathered and ran down his spine. He knew he must draw back before the sweet violence overcame what was left of his restraint.
«You have nothing to fear from a man inside your body,» Wolfe said through clenched teeth. His own need knotted and twisted within him, wrenching him until he wanted to cry out with anguish. «Do you hear me, elf? You have nothing to fear.»
Jessica’s breath unraveled. Her hips moved rhythmically as pleasure peaked and ebbed and peaked once more.
«Stop,» Wolfe said. Tremors jerked through him at each melting of her body around him. «Jessi — stop!»
«I’m sorry. I can’t. I — Wolfe.»
He saw her teeth sink into her lower lip as she fought the fulfillment that was taking her. He brushed his open mouth over hers as he moved very slowly within her.
«Never mind, elf,» he breathed into her mouth. «It’s all right. Don’t fight it. Let me feel your pleasure.»
Wolfe’s hand moved between their bodies, capturing the silky bud. He felt the splintering, shivering heat that washed through Jessica to him. The abandon of her response took him to the breaking edge of his control, and he hung there, shaking, while she clung hotly to him, silently begging for more of him with each sultry pulse of her pleasure.
«There’s such fire in you,» Wolfe whispered.
«You’re killing me, Jessi. You could take every bit of me without pain and you must know it as well as I.»
Heavy-lidded eyes opened and watched Wolfe as he teased the sensitive flower that had opened for him. Passion burned as deeply in her glance as it did in her body.
«All I know is that you are not the same as other men,» Jessica said.
