Page 95 of Wolf Blood

We both groaned when his blood flooded my tongue, and I pressed my ass against his cock. He grabbed my thigh, pulling me against him a little harder while I took more than the three swallows I was supposed to allow myself.

My body flushed, and I felt myself getting slicker between my thighs as I drank.

I trembled a little when I finally released him.

"Why can't we fuck?" he gritted out.

"Can't remember," I breathed. "Something about me needing a mate."

"I offered."

"Fuck you."

"Youshouldfuck me."

I wanted to.

God, I wanted to.

"Just let me take care of you, Harp. No sex. It'll help with the bloodlust."

It would.

And I wanted him so badly.

"It doesn't mean anything," I finally said.

"Agreed."

"Then you can touch me. We're still not going to—ohhh, shit." I hissed out a curse as he dragged his finger through my slickness, taking my clit roughly.

He played with me slowly.

So much slower than he ever had before.

My hips arched.

My body rocked.

His cock was between my ass cheeks, but he made no attempt to move me against him or take any pleasure for himself.

"You're so fucking pretty when you let go with me," Rhone said in a low voice.

He rarely complimented me.

It was hot.

Really, really hot.

"You'll look so fucking good coming on my hand. And on my mouth, afterward."

I hadn't promised to let him get me off twice, but Rhone knew me.

I wouldn't be satisfied with one climax.He'd spoiled me too much.

He kept touching me, so much slower than ever before. It wasn't long before I came with a cry, clutching his arm and shoulder as I rocked against his hand, climaxing hard.

I was still coming down from the high when he turned me on the bed, lowering his mouth to my core.