Fox, Morgan - Craving Silence [Cowboys and Werewolves] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (16 page)

He kissed her cheek, dragging his face over the tears that leaked from her eyes, past her ear, and through her hair. “I won’t like it,” he whispered, “but I’ll figure out a way to deal with it.”

She stared up at him. Her eyes darted over his face as if looking for a clue to a puzzle that could only be found in his expression. “Are you sure you can?”

With his fingers, he brushed her hair back away from her face. “Thanks to a long conversation with my grandmother,” he said with a wink. “I realize that with my powers I’m not the same man I was the last time we made love. Now, I’m well aware of the fact that I’ll be able to satisfy you in every way, and I seriously doubt you’ll need his cock after I’m done with you.”

She grinned. “So sure of yourself, are you, my magical wolf boy?”

Standing, he took her hand and placed it over his engorged cock, the size larger than it had been before he accepted his life as a lycan. Everything about him was larger. His frame, his muscles, and his cock had suddenly changed to accommodate the feral wolf inside him, a new characteristic he was starting to really like. After all, what man, lycan or otherwise, wouldn’t appreciate being so well endowed?

His cock grew even harder as he met her gaze once more. “There’s no boy here, Silence. I’m an aggressive, hungry wolf who wants to fuck his mate so good and hard the only sounds I wish to hear are her panting and screams of pleasure.”

He took the beer from her hand and placed it on the table beside her. She couldn’t seem to look away. Her eyes were locked on his. Slowly, he tugged the white T-shirt up over her head, freeing her supple breasts. He licked his lips as he stared down at her erect nipples, remembering the way they once tasted. He groaned as he knelt down between her legs, taking turns placing those delectable berries into his mouth, sucking slow, licking sensually.

Removing his cowboy hat, she raked her fingers through his hair as he made sweet love to her breasts. She gripped his shirt and tore it up over his head. Good thing he decided to wear his jeans and T-shirt instead of his traditional suit and tie. She would have killed him for sure.

Never had he spent so much time exploring a woman’s body. With Silence, he planned to take forever.

“Oh, God, Walker,” she moaned. “That feels so nice.”

Arching a brow, he said, “Nice?” He pushed back, resting his ass on the heels of his boots. “I was going for mind boggling.”

“Walker, I liked what you—”

He raised his hands, both index fingers pointed up. “Wait, I think I know what might be mind boggling for a woman with needs like yours.”

“Needs like mine?” she repeated.

Instantly his fingers were teasing around the waistband of her panties, and with a little tilt of her hips, he slowly pulled the silky, black material down her thighs, encouraging her to raise her legs so he could take them off all the way. Once she did, he tossed her panties to the floor. Caressing the lean length of her legs, he coaxed her thighs apart, pressing them wide enough so that he could see her glistening pussy.

He sighed as the scent of her cunt filled his nostrils. She smelled heavenly. Heart racing, he licked his lips and couldn’t wait to feast upon her slick flesh, finally tasting her as the wolf and not just a man.

He planned to savor every moment with her until they had no choice but to return to reality. In his heart, he knew their first time together should’ve been with him as a lycan. The power flowing through his body now was unlike anything he’d ever felt, and he was overwhelmed by the infectious and seductive connection. The way she writhed in his hands, he knew she felt it, too. There was no mistaking the primal urges clawing at his mind and empowering his body.

Toying with her body, he stroked her clit casually with the thick pad of his finger, eyeing her as she moaned the moment he touched her. Everything about her felt supercharged. The slick wetness he found as he slid his finger inside her pussy made him shake as if suddenly shocked by an electrical pulse.

“Oh, God,” she cried. “Please tell me you feel that, too.” Her hands began to caress her breasts. She pulled at her nipples. “Don’t stop, Walker. Whatever you’re doing feels so good.” She pinched and plucked at the rosy peaks of her breasts, twisting the tip between her index finger and thumb.

Dear God, that’s so damn hot.

Arching a brow, he didn’t know if it was the wolf or the magic he now harnessed that made the sensations flooding through him and into her more stimulating. Either way, he didn’t care. His cock was so hard it hurt, and watching her play with her breasts as he fucked her with his fingers was arousing as hell.

Her panting turned into wild cries as he inserted another finger, all the while still circling her clitoris. Suddenly, he replaced his fingers with his mouth, and she practically flung herself off the sofa. Holding her down with one hand, he never stopped sucking and licking her pussy, fucking her so good with his mouth, then two and three fingers.

She undulated her hips and rode his tongue as he slid it deep inside her cunt, fucking and tasting her as she grew wetter and wetter from his touch. Groaning, he reached down and unbuttoned his pants, pulling his cock free of jeans. Stroking himself for a moment, he couldn’t wait to feel her sliding up and down on his shaft.

Swirling his tongue more aggressively over her clit, he felt her body begin to quiver, knowing she was getting closer and closer to orgasm. He shoved his finger deep inside her, and when he did, he felt the soft tissue inside her cunt pulse with her release. Crying out, she bucked her hips up and down, fucking his fingers as he suckled her clit, wringing out the last of her essence.

He rose up and helped her to the side, lying her down on the sofa longways so he could cradle himself between her thighs. Jeans and boots still on, he’d never been so eager for sex in his life. For him, it was like the first time he’d ever had sex, and he was ready to be seated as far as he could be inside her.

Pressing himself against the entrance of her pussy, he groaned as the warmth of her body washed over him. Her tight cunt enveloped his cock like a silky-smooth glove, caressing his shaft until his eyes were rolling back inside his head. A fluttering moan escaped past her lips as he sank a little deeper inside her. The head of his cock tapped gently against her cervix with slow, teasing strokes, and each time he pulled out, he groaned as he thrust back in.

Her nails bit deeper into the flesh of his back. He liked the way she did that, made him crazy with need, knowing he was pleasuring his mate and driving her beyond reason, as he slid his cock into the depth of her wet pussy, gliding over the delicate spot that would have her coming and coming and coming.

He used his boots for traction, holding her body firmly in place as he rocked his hips forward, drilling deep inside her. His pace quickened, lifting her legs up, spreading her wider for better access. He shook as the power inside him seemed to sizzle and spark. The connection to Silence was exhilarating, and the magic was fueling his passions, allowing him to fuck her harder and longer. He simply wasn’t tiring. She writhed underneath him, and all he could think about was the pleasure they found together and how he wanted it to last forever.

“Oh, Walker!” she screamed. Her orgasm had her pussy tightening and pulsing around his cock.

“Awwww, fuck,” he cried as the power of her release drew his to the surface.

Damn it, I’m not ready.

He felt every muscle in his body tighten as his orgasm hit him. Pumping his hips, he emptied himself inside her. Never had the sensation of making love ever felt so amazing.

Breathless, he hung his head down, resting for a moment against her breasts. He could hear her heart beating, the pace as fast as his own.

“Holy shit!” she murmured. “What the hell was that?”

He chuckled. “I guess that might have been a little magic mixed with a whole lot of wolf.”

She giggled. “You think so, huh?”

Alarmingly, he wasn’t ready to end their love play. He rose to his full height and stripped his boots and jeans from his body.

Extending his hand, he said, “Come with me.”

She took his hand, and he quickly led her into the bedroom.

“Get on your hands and knees,” he demanded, and she didn’t hesitate to listen, crawling onto the bed.

He tugged her back, positioning her perky ass at the same height his cock was as he stood beside the bed. Still hard, and unable to hold back, he impaled her on his cock. Gripping her shoulders, he drove himself inside her, fucking her slowly at first then faster and harder.

The primal position had his teeth and claws lengthening. His body swelled with strength as he took his mate, fucking her with everything he had. The fire that burned in his belly raged to an inferno, igniting his body completely.

She cried out as his cock glided over the spot in her pussy that would have her clawing the bed as she came.

“That’s it, baby. Feel me,” he whispered, pushing her forward onto the bed and sliding up behind her on his knees.

He pulled her back against his chest, gripping her breasts with his clawed hands, pinching and pulling at her erect nipples. He wrapped an arm around her body, anchoring himself to her as he massaged the mound of her breast, while his other hand delved between her legs to stroke and tease her clit. She moaned, and she reached back to squeeze his ass. Wherever she touched, her nails dug into the flesh of his body.

“Bite me, Walker. Mark me again,” she demanded.

He growled, a thunderous roar exploding from his chest as he continued impaling her on his cock. Hips rocking so wildly, he was losing control. Primal and raw needs slammed into his skull, and instantly his teeth were sinking into the delicate flesh of her shoulder. The moment he bit her, he felt her pussy clench around his cock. She was coming, and so was he.

She screamed. He growled, and then after a long wild moment, the room fell silent as both he and Silence dropped to the bed, neither speaking as they regained control over their wolves.

“Wow,” she breathed, rolling to her side, facing him.

He moved himself so he could rest his head on the pillow beside her. Grinning, he said, “I was just about to say the same thing.”

With a smile, she told him, “I’m going to feel that in the morning.”

His fingers grazed over her hip. “Hopefully, you’ll feel that again before morning,” he said, winking and licking his lips.

Smiling wider, she teased, “Think you got another one like that in you?”

Pulling her on top of him, he said, “I know I do.”

She laid her head on his chest and, with her hand, began stroking the coarse, brown hair. Thanks to their new blossoming connection, she didn’t have to say a word to him, but he could still feel her thoughts banging around in her head.

“What’s on your mind, Silence?”

She lifted her head and stared at him as if surprised.

“Don’t look at me like that. I can feel you thinking. Now, talk to me.”

She sighed. “What did Verrick mean when he told me that as a lycan you could control your wolf even during the full moon? Why would that be a bad thing?”

“When I accepted my powers, Nana told me to watch out for Verrick. She said he would never allow another lycan to be able to compete against him for the role as leader of the lycans. Seems the power I now have can be considered a threat to him.”

She nibbled her bottom lip and said, “So he’s worried that his total domination plan will get kicked in the nuts because you’ll be seen as a symbol of true power among our kind.”

He grinned. “Damn, you have such a sexy way of describing things.” He kissed her. “I really like that about you.” He kissed her again. “Now stop that brain of yours from working overtime and get some rest. When I wake up, I expect you ready for round two.”

She smiled and closed her eyes. Before he went to sleep, he kissed her lips gently, and the powerful connection sizzled and jolted inside him. As long as Lance learned his place, things were going to be interesting between them.