With his gaze trained on hers, Jaxon watched. Each second that passed had the throb in her clit pulsing harder. When she brought her mouth closer, he sucked in a breath. Rolling her tongue around the head and over the slit, she lapped up the moisture that had collected there. His fingers tightened in her hair, and the air burst out of him in a rush, but he didn’t push her to move. Savoring the taste of him, she took another swipe, then another until his hips moved in involuntary, little thrusts, seeking more.
She continued the slow, sensual torture until his hold on her hair tightened to the point of light pain. Then, without hesitation, she took as much of his length into her mouth as she could, pulling her cheeks in as she slid up. With a fist wrapped around the base of his shaft, she stroked him as she sucked.
His body, already coiled tight with tension, vibrated with restraint. He’d closed his eyes, and his lips parted on a moan, but when she tried to swallow his cock for a third time, he stopped her. His gaze found hers again. The amber of his eyes was brighter with his passion. It was sexy as hell.
“My turn,” he said. Then without warning, he flipped her onto her back, and he had his head buried between her thighs before she could draw a breath.
With the first swipe of his tongue all the way up her slit, Maple writhed against him, but he held her hips where he wanted them. He flicked his tongue over her clit, drawing a moan from deep inside. The pleasure whipping through her stole her thoughts, replacing them with nothing but the feel of his mouth on her, his hot breath against her flesh, and the need pounding through her.
Just when she thought she couldn’t take a second more, Jaxon pulled his head up, capturing her gaze. “Do you know what you taste like, Maple?”
She couldn’t speak, couldn’t think, but then, she didn’t need to. “You taste like mine,” he growled in the next instant, then turned his head and bit her inner thigh.
The searing sting of the bite ripped through her and went straight to her clit, but Jaxon beat it there. He devoured her, licking and sucking her hard and fast, bringing her body to a fevered pitch she couldn’t deny. She bucked up against him as he sent her flying over the edge, her pussy clenching and releasing in hard waves as the ecstasy tore through her.
Thirteen
Jaxon hadn’t meant to give her a mating bite, but with her taste on his tongue and his wolf riding him so hard to take her, he hadn’t been able to keep from biting her. It wasn’t enough for a permanent claim, but other wolves would know who she belonged to. His scent was embedded into her skin, making his wolf howl its pleasure.
The instinct to turn her over to mate rode him—hard—but now wasn’t the time. He hung on to his control by a thread. If he entered her from behind, and her neck and back were on display, he wasn’t sure he could keep from fully claiming her. As much as he wanted that, he wouldn’t take that choice from her.
Climbing over her, Jaxon rested his weight on his arms as he kissed her neck and shoulder, giving her a moment to come back to earth. When she opened her eyes and her breathing slowed a little, he positioned himself between her legs. His cock throbbed at her breathy sigh as he pushed the first inch inside her. Nothing in his life had ever felt so damned good as the tight grip of her sheath around him. His body shook with the restraint it took to keep from plunging into her balls deep.
“More,” she whispered.
He thrust forward, taking his time, allowing her body to adjust to his size, but she wouldn’t have it. When he retreated and stroked deeper inside her, she wrapped her legs around him and pulled him all the way in.
Their mingled moans filled the room as he hit bottom. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, trying to gain some control. “That feels too good. I need a second,” he whispered against her skin as he breathed her scent into his lungs.
“So good,” she agreed, but rather than keep still, Maple pulled her hips back as much as she could, then took him again.
Her velvety heat caressed every inch of him. The small muscles of her pussy milked him, sucking him with each of her small thrusts. His control slipped further. “Maple,” he pleaded.
“Fuck me, Jaxon. I need it. Now.”
Had she been sweet and soft, he could have resisted, but she was taking what she wanted—demanding what she needed—and he was powerless to deny her.
He lifted one of her legs and placed it over his shoulder before pulling his hips back and slamming into her. Maple’s eyes grew wide, and she gasped. The moan that followed went straight to his cock, making him twitch inside her and the strong pulse in his shaft throb harder. Nothing could have stopped him from plunging into her again and again. She dug her nails into his shoulders, tipping her hips to take even more of him. Her breasts bounced with his powerful thrusts, begging for his attention. Lowering his head, he captured a nipple with his lips. He sucked in time with his hard strokes, pushing and pulling in and out of her.
Her pussy quivered around him, tightening its grip until white hot pleasure raced from
