Yes, yes, yes, her wolf snarled. All of that. And more. There was so much more that she wanted.
Sexy, sultry things she couldn’t name but could clearly envision—such as the damp heat of his mouth sucking her nipples and the strength of his hard, long-fingered hands urging her against the length of his cock. God, his cock. She wanted him inside her with a need that she’d never felt before. She wanted it more than she’d wanted anything for a long, long time.
The thoughts rolled through her like the hot rush of the desert wind, heating her blood, making her heart race, sending her swaying closer to him. She took a deep breath, remembering humiliation at the hands of her old alpha and the guards in the compound when she’d had to shift in front of them.
Liam could read the feelings coming off Janet. First there was red-hot lust, a heat that made his cock stiffen to an almost unbearable hardness and his wolf howl in the same agony. Then, despair and anger had washed over her.
“I’ll make it good for you,” he told her. “I’ll make it good for both of us.” He knew she would need gentle handling. No matter how difficult it would be for him to hold back, to wait, to deny himself, he wanted this night to be for Janet. But, fuck, how he wanted her. Here. Now. He nuzzled her neck, then inched his way past the knit collar of her shirt. He flicked out his tongue and tasted the damp, salty essence of her flesh. He longed to expose and explore, to bare her body and familiarize himself with every luscious, curvy inch of female flesh.
He bit down softly on the muscle where her neck and shoulder joined. He’d mark her there. Mark her while he was buried balls deep inside the sweet pussy he could scent spilling with feminine want.
She sucked in a deep breath as if his words had both enticed and frightened her. When his mouth found hers again, she made no protest, giving herself to him completely. Lips connected with furious passion and tongues mated frantically.
Don’t stop now, his wolf told him. If you hesitate, she won’t give herself to us. She’ll run.
Yeah, like he needed his damn animal to remind him of that.
“I want to be with you,” she whispered into his mouth. “I want to know.”
Did she realize how her words made his cock throb, leak with cum? The man—and the wolf—couldn’t wait to have her either. Lifting her up on her tiptoes and lowering his head, he initiated another tender kiss even though that was the furthest thing from what he truly wanted to do. But he made it soft and languid. As the reward for his patience, she eased one hand from his neck to grip his shoulder and lifted the other to caress the back of his head. Her body pressed against his. Full breast to hard chest. Slowly, so as not to appear too aggressive, he slid his hands from her waist to her hips, loving the feel of her curves. She’d filled out a little more since she’d been here, but not enough for him.
“I want to see you. May I?”
When Liam asked permission to touch her, to deepen their intimacy, the last of Janet’s doubts faded away. No man had ever asked permission to touch her. Not that any had ever wanted to touch her the way Liam’s eyes promised he wanted to touch her. Hesitating, Janet raised her eyes to him and her heart melted. He wasn’t going to force her, grab her and take what he wanted, she realized. He was waiting for her permission, waiting for her to set the pace of their loving.
She nodded her head, trembling in anticipation of his touch.
He smiled. That predatory smile that almost had her taking back her permission and running like hell.
“Oh no, baby, you’re going to have to tell me what you want.”
“I.” Janet wasn’t sure that she could. She was scared of what was about to happen. And, she really didn’t know what she wanted.
“Okay,” Liam said, breathing through his nose to push back the lust trying to take control of him, “we’ll take this slow.” He bent down and pressed a soft, but possessive kiss against her full lips. The near-sexual purr in her moan slid under Liam’s skin straight to his wolf. The animal was hot, eager and horny. Instantly.
He lifted his hand and placed his open palm on her breast. He felt the nipple harden beneath his touch. Her head toppled limply back as she moaned at the delicious sensation. He brushed his flattened palm over her, before moving it away to graze the rigid peak with his knuckles.