Page 29 of Brazen

She nodded, head thrown back. I shifted us enough so that I could get my hand between us. I knew the second I’d found the spot because she clamped down on me as if she never wanted me to leave.

“There.” With a roll of her hips, she rode me as I fucked her nice and deep. My fingers slipped over her hard little clit. For a second, our eyes held, as if we were suspended. Then she leaned forward and–she fucking did!… she dug her teeth into my shoulder.

Right where I wanted to bite and leave my mark on her.

The spike of pain sent me hurtling right along with her. My balls tightened, and I shot my load… fuck, I did. Nice and deep, and my wolf and I were truly and fully sated for the first time. Ever.

“Oh, wow. That was… that was good.” Her voice finally penetrated my haze of pleasure.

“Just good?” I nibbled along the side of her neck.

She let out a breathy laugh. “Don’t tell me a stud like you with all the moves needs his ego stroked after sex?”

A stud with all the moves. With any other female, I’d take that as a compliment, tip my hat and leave.

But Clio wasn’t any other woman. She was my mate.

I shook my head. “No ma’am. Just looking for clues on how to improve. For next time.” I undulated my hips, keeping her impaled on my cock. I could be hard again in three minutes. Maybe two.

Her nails scored the back of my neck as she gasped. I loved the way her muscles squeezed around my dick in an orgasm aftershock. “Who said there’s going to be a next time?” Her blue eyes, bright with excitement, held a note of challenge in them. Like she was still buzzed from the sex, rather than relaxed. Like she enjoyed this game we were playing.

“You’re gonna keep making me work for it, huh?” I licked a long line from her collarbone to her ear.

She rolled her hips, taking me deeper. “No. I just…this was a one off.”

I froze.

A one off.

A one off?

Fuck that. No way.

I lifted my head, so my eyes held hers.

“Sparks, I promise I can give it to you way better than this. You deserve more than a quick fuck up against the wall. Come home with me. Spend the night. Hell, spend the rest of our lives.”

“What?” She laughed, but she was pushing me away.

Setting my hands on her hips, I bent my knees, so I slid out of her, then lowered her to her feet. I was already hard again, but I had to tackle the fucking condom. I slid it off, tied off the end and dropped it to the ground for me to deal with later.

“Wow. An orgasm totally scrambled your brain.”

I smoothed her skirt down and picked her panties up off the ground. “What do you mean?”

“Did you forget I have a kid? I can’t go home with you. Or spend the night. Edna and Ernie go to bed early, so I’ve got to go pick him up soon.”

Shit. Of course. I should’ve thought of that. I was going to have to get used to thinking like a parent. The pup came first–always.

“You don’t really strike me as the forever type, Tarzan.” She held out her hand for her panties, but I shook my head and shoved them into my pocket. She sure as hell wasn’t getting them back.

She rolled her eyes, but an indulgent smile curved her lips.

My wolf was not happy. She was turning us down. Couldn’t she see that it was my job to pleasure her every day for the rest of her life? This wasn’t a one-off.

But she thought it was.

I ran a hand over the back of my neck.