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  Kearnan dropped the cloth then cupped her breast with both hands and began to knead.

  Her nipple was already pebbled, but Kearnan’s firm handling tightened it further. Serena arched into his hand. “Ahhhhhhhhhh.”

  He turned his attention to her other breast. “You like that don’t you? Someday, I’ll show you the toys I have to enhance the pleasure you can experience through your nipples, but not this first time. Tonight the nipple clamps, dildoes, and other interesting toys stay in the drawer. No, tonight I’m going to introduce you to the pleasure you can experience with nothing more than a man’s hands, mouth, and body. My hands, my mouth, and my body. We’ll save the toys for another time.”

  “There isn’t going to be another time,” she gasped as Kearnan pinched her nipple between his finger and thumb, “and you can’t keep me chained to this bed forever.”

  “I won’t have to.” His warm breath caressed her breast. “And we will make love again—and again and again. Now, just relax and let your body enjoy what I’m doing to it.” Using both hands, he began to knead and squeeze her right breast until her nipple tightened even more. Then he lowered his head and sucked its peak into his mouth.

  Heat stabbed straight to Serena’s groin, and she arched her entire body off the bed. She sobbed as he turned his attention to her other breast. “Please, I need you to…”

  “Patience, love,” he interrupted between nips and tugs to her left nipple. “You need me to love you the way you deserved to be loved.” Then he covered her mouth with his.

  This time, Serena didn’t bite. Instead she sucked his tongue into her mouth, caressing and stroking it with her own. She moved restlessly under his insistent strokes, trying to guide his hands to the ache between her thighs.

  When she didn’t succeed, she bucked in frustration.

  Chuckling, Kearnan lifted his mouth from hers. He nipped her neck then kissed it. The nips and kisses trailed down her neck and shoulder to breast then back up her shoulder and neck to her mouth. Then he switched his nips and kisses to the other side of her face and torso.

  Sensations Serena had never experienced surged through her as wet kisses followed sharp nips. Any thoughts of the hunt and thrill of the kill were gone, replaced by sexual lust stronger and more aching than she’d ever experienced. And, even though his hands and mouth never slid below her waist, she could feel her orgasm building. One more nip to an overly sensitive nipple would send her over the edge.

  “Are you ready to come, yet, little wolf?” he teased as he nibbled up the column of her neck to suck on her ear. Then he lapped a wet trail around her neck and across her shoulder to her breast. He lapped it—top, bottom, sides—avoiding the nipple.

  Frustrated, she moaned and arched her back, trying to guide her nipple to his mouth. “Pleeeeeeeease.”

  With a deep chuckle, he latched onto her nipple, wrapped his tongue around it, then sucked on it stopping only to bite gently. He dipped one finger between her thighs and stroked—once.

  Serena shattered, the headboard of the bed rattling as she jerked on the handcuffs, only her head, shoulders, and heels touching the bed as she arched into his hand and mouth.

  “That’s it, sweetheart,” he murmured, “come for me.”

  Serena closed her eyes and drowned in the waves of pleasure surging through her body.

  Chapter 6

  When Serena opened her eyes, Kearnan was sitting next to her, his hip brushing hers, his left hand braced on the bed between her spread thighs. He shifted slightly, and the soft hairs on his arm brushed against the inside of her thigh.

  She glared at him. “Okay, the orgasm was great. Now let me go.”

  Kearnan threw back his head and laughed.

  She gnashed her teeth. “Stop laughing at me, jerk!”

  His grin flashed white when he looked back down at her. Gesturing towards the luminescent light dancing about the room, he said, “The moon is still high in the sky. Time for your next lesson.”

  Her stomach muscles quivered with anticipation. “What lesson?”

  Kearnan didn’t answer. Sliding off the bed, he knelt on the floor and simply buried his face between her legs. As he inhaled, a look of intense pleasure appeared on his face. “You smell hot, love, hot and molten.” He slid his tongue between her folds for a long, slow lap. “And you taste of fire. Hot, passion-filled fire.”

  Serena’s thighs tensed then quivered.

  Steel handcuffs shrieked against iron railings.

  “Oh gods!”

  The muscles in Serena’s stomach clenched as she arched her hips into Kearnan’s face.

  He lapped again then slurped. “Ambrosia, love. Pure ambrosia. You taste so good. I can’t get enough of you.” His hands slid under her ass cheeks and lifted her closer to his mouth.

  Moaning, Serena pumped her hips, pushing her cunt up against Kearnan’s smooth tongue. When he scrapped his teeth against her aching clit, she sobbed. When he nipped it, she screamed and pumped her hips harder.

  Kearnan sucked harder, drawing her clit into his mouth, stabbing and twirling it with his supple tongue. When he nipped it again, Serena shattered with another orgasm. Then, when she’d barely stopped shuddering, he rolled onto the bed, stretched out on his stomach between her legs, and started all over again.

  Gasping for breath between her moans, Serena gritted her teeth and looked down her body to watch Kearnan’s head bob and shift between her thighs, his silvery hair a startling contrast to her black pubic curls. Prickly whiskers rasped against the delicate skin of her inner thighs. His tongue stabbed and lapped. She longed to close her thighs tight against his head and hold his face with its magical tongue between them forever.

  Kearnan raised his head and stared into her eyes. “You taste better than the finest wine. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. “By the seven hells, I have never smelled or tasted anything like you. I just can’t get enough.” Lowering his head, he lapped more moisture from her slick folds.

  Serena rolled her head back and arched her shoulders off the bed. When had she ever been so wet? When had she ever come so much? Why was this man able to affect her so?

  Again, Kearnan sucked her aching nub between his teeth and nipped.

  The entire bed shook when Serena came again.

  Her heart racing, her breath coming in short gasps, curls of hair falling into her eyes, Serena raised her head and looked at Kearnan.

  He grinned at her then dropped his gaze back to her cunt. “You’re beautiful down here, Serena, soft and silky as the most delicate red rose, yet sweet and hot, passion-filled and eager for my lips and tongue. Come for me again, love. Feed me with your own sweet honey.”

  Kearnan lowered his mouth and began a new assault.

  Serena moaned and lifted her hips to his mouth.

  Propping himself on his forearms, Kearnan watched Serena’s writhing figure as another orgasm wracked her body. In the last hour, moans, keens, and howls had erupted from her mouth, but no words of affection—or forgiveness. Damn, but she was stubborn. She had to care for him, at least a little. In the last six months, he’d caught her staring at him more than once. He couldn’t have read those furtive glances incorrectly. Serena was attracted to him. He was sure of it. What will she do when I let her go? Will she stay? Or will she run from me too? Do I mean as little to her as those other men in her life? Does she see me as a threat to her freedom? What will I do if I can’t convince her to stay?

  Kearnan closed his eyes. He’d sworn never to become permanently involved with any woman, yet Serena had burrowed her way into his heart. Now, no matter how hard he tried, he hadn’t been able to dislodge her. When his friendly overtures and careful attempts at courtship hadn’t had any effect, locking her in this room and handcuffing her to the bed had been his last resort. But, he couldn’t keep her chained to the bed forever. He had only one option, to redouble his efforts and sexually satiate her to the point where she’d be physically unable to leave.

  As Serena’s orga
sm subsided and her trembling body relaxed, Kearnan slid two fingers inside of her and began sucking on her clit.

  Again, the muscles in her thighs contracted.

  Kearnan sat up and released both her ankles. Turning back to her, he once again stretched out between her legs, slid his hands beneath her behind, and lifted her to his mouth. She clamped her thighs around his head, thrust her crotch into his face, and rode his mouth and tongue until she came again.

  As Serena legs dropped from his shoulders and shuddered with yet another orgasm, Kearnan slid up her body and kissed her. The hours he’d spent playing with Serena, teasing her into orgasm after orgasm had stretched his self-control to the limit. Right now, his balls were fiery with need, and his cock felt ready to explode. He needed to be inside of her, but he couldn’t just take her like this, without her consent even though she was completely at his mercy.

  Kearnan trailed his tongue over her shoulder and up her neck then stared down into her face. He had to ask her for permission to continue, even if his balls did explode. “Serena, should I stop? Do you want me to let you go?”

  Awash in a sea of emotion and physical sensations as another orgasm rippled through her body, Serena barely realized that Kearnan’s caresses had stopped and he was talking to her. Slowly, her senses returned, and she blinked to focus. Kearnan lay atop her over-sensitized, tingling body, staring intently into her eyes. His mouth moved again. What was he saying?

  Her brain began to function, and his words registered. Stop? Now? Is he nuts? I’ve just experienced the most mind-blowing sex of my life, and he hasn’t even slid his cock into me yet. He can’t stop, not now.

  “If you stop now, I’ll rip your heart out,” Serena growled. Lifting her head, she captured Kearnan’s mouth with hers and sucked his tongue into her mouth. At the same time, she bucked against him once. The head of his cock slid along her sopping folds. Her legs free, she lifted them and wrapped them around his waist.

  Kearnan groaned and entered her with one, hard thrust.

  Moaning into his mouth, Serena wrapped her tongue around Kearnan’s and clamped her internal muscles around his cock. He was so long, so thick, so hard! She felt stretched, completely filled. Again she clenched her muscles. She felt his cock jerk.

  Kearnan’s mouth left hers to trail a line of nips down the side of her neck to her shoulder.

  As Kearnan started to suck on her breast, Serena gasped, “You’re so hard, like a rock pushed up inside me. You feel so goooood.” She rocked her hips, and he settled deeper. She moaned. “Fuck me. Now. Hard and deep.”

  Lifting his head, Kearnan stared into her face. “My bitch, my beautiful, passionate bitch. I love you.”

  Then he began to pump his hips. When his cock slid out, her muscles relaxed. Then he thrust back into her, and her muscles had to stretch to accommodate the thickness of his cock as he filled her—again and again and again.

  Serena pumped her hips and tried to match his rhythm. but he didn’t cooperate with straight forward, evenly placed thrusts. Instead, he pushed his hips against hers, circled them, and swayed them unrhythmically. It was the greatest sex she’d ever experienced. The handcuffs chaining her to the bed shrieked as they slid against the iron bed railings.

  “Damn, Serena, I love you,” Kearnan breathed into her mouth. Resting his full weight on her, he reached up with both hands and snapped the releases on the handcuffs.

  “Ahhhhhhhhhh.” Tingling needles shot up and down her arms, but she ignored them and buried her hands in his thick hair. Then she slid them down his back to caress his muscular ass. She dug into each cheek with her sharp nails.

  “Harder. Deeper,” she moaned. She bit his neck.

  With the pleasure/pain from Serena’s bite rippling through his muscles straight to his groin, Kearnan gasped and plunged harder, pushing Serena up the mattress as he slammed his cock as deeply as he could. She was wet, slick, and tighter than he’d dreamed possible for a woman with some sexual experience. Her strong internal muscles grabbed at his cock, squeezed it, sought to milk it until he was drained dry.

  “Hell, you’re wet.” He nipped her neck. “You’re tight and slippery. That’s it, squeeze my cock harder. Milk it, Serena. Make me come. I want to explode inside of you, fill you with my come.

  He rammed her harder.

  She tightened her legs around his waist and tried to pull him deeper inside.

  Kearnan kissed her again. “Now, love, I can’t last any longer. I’m going to explode.”

  “Yes,” she moaned. “Come. Come in me. Fill me up.”

  Kearnan raked his teeth along the side of her neck. “Mine, you’re mine, Serena.”

  He drove his cock into her as deeply as he could, tensed, and shuddered. With a groan, he collapsed on top of her.

  Serena’s entire body sang. Her clit already over-sensitized by Kearnan’s almost constant licking and sucking felt as if thousands of tiny, sharp needles were rubbing against it. The friction caused by each stroke of his cock inflamed her delicate, internal muscles until they wept constant moisture. The silky hairs on his chest brushed her aching nipples, stimulating and exciting them.

  Serena rolled her head from side to side. Her body felt ready to explode. “I’m going to come. Oh Gods, it feels so good!”

  Finally, Kearnan plunged into her so hard that her head thunked against the top of the bed. When molten heat drenched the muscles gripping his cock so tightly that they melted and waves of intense, rippling pleasure rolled outward from her groin, Serena wrapped her arms around Kearnan to anchor herself against the storm of ecstasy raging through her body.

  What seemed like a year later, Serena let her legs fall from around Kearnan’s waist and nuzzled his shoulder. She had never been so sexually replete and satisfied in her entire life.

  With a sigh, Kearnan rolled onto his back, pulling her along.

  Serena settled her head above his heart. Exhausted, she snuggled against him, nuzzling the silky, silver hairs on his chest. Completely relaxed and satiated from his attentions, Serena drifted towards sleep.

  Wrapping his arm tighter, Kearnan pulled her closer. “I’m sorry.”

  Serena pressed closer, throwing one leg over his thighs, her arm over his waist. “For what?” she mumbled against his chest.

  He brushed the top of her head with his lips. “For chaining you to the bed.”

  Serena yawned then chuckled. She nipped his nipple. “I’m not.”

  Serena woke and stretched. She groaned. She ached in places that hadn’t ever ached before. Kearnan certainly hadn’t missed an inch of her body as he’d made love to her.

  Kearnan.

  Closing her eyes, Serena smiled. What a night! Kearnan should have chained her to the bed months ago.

  Thank the gods she was a werewolf and not just a human woman. Kearnan’s autocratic handling would have had the majority of human women stomping out of the house on principle once he’d released them. Not her. No way. Kearnan had acted just like a male werewolf—domineering and possessive.

  Serena snuggled her face into her pillow and inhaled. Kearnan’s scent tickled her nose. Gods, what a man, she thought. Now I know why those other men didn’t satisfy me. They didn’t know how. I needed a man who did. I needed Kearnan.

  With another groan, Serena shifted, and her behind brushed against something soft and furry. Rolling over, she found herself face to face with a large, silvery-gray wolf. Tongue lolling out, he stared at her. His tail thunked against the bed, twice.

  Serena gaped and stiffened. Realization dawned. “Kearnan?”

  Silvery mist swirled, and Kearnan was lying next to her.

  Forgetting all about the aches in the delicate areas of her body, Serena shot to a sitting position and stared down at him.

  Kearnan laced his fingers behind his head.

  She punched him in the ribs. “You’re a werewolf. You ass! Why didn’t you tell me?”

  Kearnan grunted from the force of her punch but the sigh that followed was con
tented. “I was afraid you’d run away from me too.”

  “Run away?”

  He grinned. “You ran away from Alex and every other man you’ve dated. I didn’t want to take a chance on losing you. Chasing you down would have been too much of a hassle.”

  Serena gaped at him. “Too much of a hassle! If you want something bad enough, you’ll work to get it.”

  “And I worked very hard to get you. Do you know how long I’ve planned this? It took six months to get everything in place.”

  He continued to grin and stretched, his arms brushing against the iron railing of the headboard.

  Serena’s eyes narrowed. Conceited son of a bitch.

  Far more swiftly than a normal human, she straddled him, reached up, and snapped the handcuffs around his wrists.

  Kearnan stiffened then tested his strength against the handcuffs. They rattled against the iron railings. He glanced at Serena.

  She sat on him, smiling triumphantly. “How does it feel to be totally helpless and at someone else’s mercy?”

  Kearnan’s eyelids drooped, and his cock stirred against her butt. “Why don’t you show me?”

  With a low chuckle, Serena leaned over and pinched his nipple. His flaring nostrils and sharp intake of breath spurred her on. Her mouth followed her fingers, and she wrapped her tongue around first one nipple then the other until he was squirming under her. His erection brushed against the crack of her behind. Her nipples tightened and her crotch grew wet.

  “How do you like me sucking on your nipples? Does it feel as good for you as it did for me?” she mumbled against his chest between delicate nips and wet, sucking kisses.

  “You can feel how I like it,” he choked out. He rolled his hips, slapping his cock against her ass.

  Lifting her head, Serena shifted off of him, cocked her head to the side, and smiled at the erection rising from its nest of silver hair. “I like it hard and deep. How hard can your cock get?”

  Before Kearnan could answer, she leaned over and sucked the head into her mouth.