Page 66 of Moon Claimed

God,it was.

He released his hold. Freed, I circled and ground against his mouth with abandon, using the tongue he so nicely kept out.

My hips jerked, slower and slower until I collapsed on the boulder. He followed me down, and I panted, writhing as Sascha continued sucking and lapping relentlessly.

Oh—

Arms wide either side, I shook from a violent aftershock as Sascha released my sensitive flesh.

I thumped my head against the rock, gasping for air.

I couldn’t speak. There weren’t words.

“I’m so fucking hard.” Sascha rested his forehead against my thigh. “That was, without doubt, the sexiest thing I will experience in my life.”

He regarded me, and I couldn’t find the will to close my trembling legs. “You taste incredible, mate.”

“Thank you,” I said. More for the sexual favour than his taste buds’ approval.

My core throbbed angrily. The pain there though less was still present.

I hesitated.

He stood, smiling. “More, beautiful wolf?”

I broke our stare. “It’s okay.”

If this was what the after-effect of a denied heat was now I’d become a Luther, I’d hate to actually go througha heat.

Sascha stopped me rolling off the boulder with a hand on my stomach. “I’m not done with you.” He glanced down. “Do you mind if I deal with this at the same time?”

I fanned my lashes to look at his erection. “Oh. Okay. That’s… fair.”

“Does the thought make you uncomfortable?”

The amusement in his voice had me snapping my gaze up again. “Do what you need to, Sascha.”

His lips twitched. “Don’t mind if I do.”

I watched as he took hold of something I’d ignored pretty well until now, given the size. I tried not to react as he moved his hand up and down in slow, firm strokes.

Not reacting was well and good until we could both smell my mounting approval of his actions.

Fuck my life.

Sascha was done laughing, however.

This time he didn’t bring his head between my legs. He released himself, and pinned me again, working a large finger inside. I was so wet, his finger slid in, but—as before—he kept the pace excruciatingly slow.

Pricks of pleasure lit my body, tingling in my arms and spine. It was like someone slowly turning up the wattage.

I’d never feltanythinglike this.

“Are you going to scream again, Andie?”

My claws scratched against the boulder, seeking purchase. “I hope so.”

His chuckle was deep. It filled me as surely as his finger.