“Hmm?” I breathed absently, running my fingers around his pants’ waistline.
He lifted his hips for my drifting hands, giving me access to slide them between us, even as he bit and licked down my jaw.
My hands swiftly finding their destination, I unzipped his pants.
Stopped. Remembered that his button had already been undone by the slut. I sucked in a breath, sane thoughts returning like a sledge hammer. We hadn’t resolved a damn thing.
“Let me bite you.” His fangs were descended as he grazed them over my throat lightly. He growled softly. “Fuck, sweetheart. Please.”
I breathed shallowly and tried to squirm out from underneath him, moving a few inches up on the couch and placing my index finger against his lips. “Ezra, it’s not that, I—”
He cut me off. “Good.” He bit down on my finger. With his fang.
I gasped, my eyes flying wide at the action. He pulled hard, sucking my finger further into his warm, moist mouth. I sank onto the sofa, my eyes hooding as my body came alive with pleasure. A guttural groan that was half woman, half wolf slipped passed my lips as I, none too gently, raked my free hand’s nails down his back, hearing him moan at the tiny hurt, until I got to his ass. Sliding my hand under his jeans and boxer briefs to his heated skin, I took a firm hold of a perfect globe and didn’t let go.
This was different.
I could still appreciate everything around me. If fact, I didn’t want to close my eyes. No part of me wanted to lay docile. I could feel everything, which was mainly the fucking huge erection sliding against me as Ezra re-positioned himself to where I had moved. Most assuredly, this was no unconscious encounter.
His mind hold felt like slow, pleasure-filled flames licking across my breasts, which I brushed against his chest, adoring the added contact. It was a fanning to the flame that already existed inside my belly, making me tremble further in desire. And it was the sensual glide of heat against my intimate folds, which I rubbed against his erection.
Green eyes dilated even more, darkening, as he took another pull on my finger and watched my reaction, the heat in his gaze just as potent as his mind hold.
I whispered, “That’s nice.” Understatement.
The corners of his lips lifted around my finger at my simple, polite words, his eyes taking on a mischievous cast as he sucked again, cheeks hollowing with the act.
His mind hold changed.
My eyes damn near crossed as I cried out, “Holy mother!” I choked, my neck arching as those previous gentle flames arrowed straight to my core, finding every nook and cranny, and licking and filling me in a possessive sensual thrust. “Jesus fucking Christ!” Gasping in delectable indulgence, I gazed up at him, undulating against him in luxury.
His green eyes alight with desire and self-confidence, his attention was unwavering as he hummed softly in his throat. Bit by bit, he raised his head, my finger sliding out of his mouth slowly, and his tongue grazed my tiny wound. He said softly, “That was only a little taste.”
I cleared my throat, trying to come down from the inferno he had set off inside of me, which didn’t work so well as my body screamed for completion.
A tiny smile graced his exotic features, before he inhaled deeply, his grin growing larger.
Uh-huh. He could most definitely smell my arousal since I could scent how turned on I was. His hand slid from my ass, fingers trailing along my trembling flesh to my stomach, and he started unbuttoning my pants as his head lowered and his tongue dipped under my bra line. I blinked furiously as his hand plunged beneath my underwear, his fingers slipping through my folds.
He groaned against my cleavage. “God, I love how wet you get.”
“Ezra…,” I panted, as his other hand skimmed behind my back to my bra’s clasp. I shook my head hard, then thumped my forehead a few times with the heel of my palm when he started circling my clit with the pad of his finger. “We need to…” I cleared my throat hard, not remembering what we needed to do, sucking in air.
That’s what did it. The deep inhale of slut. Instantly, my wolf took voice, and I growled low and full of menace, my eyes glowing in rage. Ezra’s gaze collided with mine, and I hissed, “You fucking reek of slut!”
His mouth opened, and I slammed a hand over it. “If you say one more time that the woman I saw enter a bedroom with four other Vamp men is not a slut, I’m going to slap you fucking silly.” His eyes narrowed, and I knew he was going to argue. Hell, he’d probably been one of those four men before. I growled again, fury enveloping me as her scent wafted from his hair to my sensitive nose. “We’re so not doing this right now.”