Chapter 159
Liam POV
When she strips her dress off, my wolf begins to growl slowly inside my mind. When I place her on the bed, he almost goes berserk at the smell of her scent and the eyeful of her perfect body as she rests on the bed. My hands move automatically, stripping off my jacket, kicking off my shoes and socks, and slowly undoing the buttons on my shirt as she stares at me with hunger in her eyes. I’ve been patient with Fiona, aware of how traumatizing this particular act might prove to be, but she’s staring at me as though she can’t get enough, my hands deftly pulling my shirt off and then my hands go to the zipper on my pants. I undo them and slide them off, leaving me exposed and naked, my cock already growing hard. I’m so ready to take her, but I know that I have to be patient. I have to show her just how much I adore her and I want her to take pleasure in this moment, not feel pain. I don’t want her to start getting traumatized, and I’m determined to show her just what making love is all about. That bastard’s memory was about to be dispelled forever. I was going to make sure of it.
She eyes me nervously as I stalk towards the bed like a predator towards its prey. I sink onto the bed, slowly hooking my fingers beneath her lace panties and sliding them down as she sucks in a breath. I looked down at the creamy complexion of her skin, marvelling at it, wanting to do nothing but touch it over and over again. I want to feel the soft lushness of her skin and listen to the sounds of her whimpers as she cums for me over and over again.
“You are stunning,” I purr, licking my lips. “Relax for me, Babygirl, I’m not about to hurt you,” I added thickly.
I would die first. She had to know that. I wanted her to trust me. I wait, and she begins to nod slowly at me, a subtle way of letting me know that she trusts me enough for me to take control.
She looks tense. I run my hands up and down her thick thighs before slowly unclasping the bra as she sits up, her eyes widening as I fling her bra carelessly away. I kiss her mark, the claim I’ve placed on her, and then the nape of her neck, before I slowly trail kisses down her collarbone and her navel, causing her to fall back against the bed, her head arching down in pleasure. I can’t get enough of her. From tasting the soft flesh below my mouth to the creamy and unmarred skin beneath my touch.
My hands roam all over her body, not leaving any inch untouched. I watch as her breathing becomes shallower, my kisses slowly trailing down and reaching the inside of her thighs. My hands grip her and slowly spread her legs further apart. I want her to feel good. I want this to be an experience she remembers. I sniff, smelling her arousal, my mouth watering as I slowly and gently run my tongue up her folds, causing her to jolt and almost lunge off the bed in shock. My hands grab her by the thighs, forcing them to remain open and forcing her to stay on the bed before she hurts herself.
“Relax,” I murmured, concentrating on the task at hand.
She makes a soft moan as I begin to lightly tongue her clit. I make soft and gentle movements, using both pressure and intensity to bring her to the brink. I flick her clit and she moans louder. My tongue slips inside, tasting her, and she mewls like a soft little kitten. She tastes delicious. My wolf purrs as we continue to eat her out, her body writhing on the bed beneath us. She gasps, her body tensing. We don’t let up. We continue to eat her out, ravenous for her. She whimpe Her body is arching. She lets out a small cry.
“Liam, I can’t…” she begins to plead, even as her body continues to tense even further.
I know what she’s about to say, and I grin at her, urging her to relax.
“Let yourself go, baby girl,l” I urged, my fingers gently stroking along her folds, causing her to shudder. “Let it happen. Don’t hold back.”
She sobs. Her hands are gripping the bedsheets tightly, and her eyes are closing as she becomes lost in the sensation of me taking her with my tongue and fingers. I remain patient, slowly adjusting my position and causing her to shiver. She’s close now. I can sense it. I begin to circle her pearl and am rewarded as she arches her back and screams out my name, her orgasm tearing through her. I feel a sense of satisfaction as my hands grab her thighs, preventing her from clenching them closed, my tongue lapping at her, prolonging her pleasure as she continues to scream and shriek. It’s like music to my ears. The sound of my name being called out is hotter than anything I’ve ever heard before and I want to hear it again.
She fell back to the bed, her head hitting the soft pillows beneath her. I slowly force myself to pull back. She looks at me in
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Chapter 159
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“I didn’t. I didn’t know it could feel like that,” she stammered, a look of disbelief on her face.
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She had seen and felt nothing yet. This wasn’t even the best part, but I was enjoying myself immensely as I took my mate to new heights of pleasure.
I know she’s never done this before. She wriggles slightly. My cock is so hard now that it’s almost painful and yet, I’m still not about to take her. Not yet. She looks at me in surprise as I gently force her thighs back apart. I inhale her scent and give a wicked grin.
“Liam?” she says, sounding uncertain and eyeing me warily.
She’s expecting me to rut her like an animal in heat. I’m not that man. I never will be. I want to make sure she’s ready to take me. I lick my lips again.
In response to her unanswered question, I bend my head back down, my fingers lightly tracing her folds as she gives a strangled gasp. I gently insert one finger inside of her, slowly stretching her out as her head falls back. I don’t want to hurt her when I do take her, knowing that I am larger than she probably envisioned. I watch her reactions, watch her eyes begin to darken as lust and desire take over. I insert a second finger, feeling how wet she is, her juices flowing freely. She’s more than ready for me now. I still don’t want to take her, not yet. I have something more in mind for her. I want to show her just how pleasurable being intimate with your mate can be. I want to expel that bastard Graham from her mind forever and give her new memories to replace him.
“Liam,” she moans.
I crook my fingers, aiming for her G–spot. Her mouth drops open as I begin to lightly stroke and rub it. There is a look of shock on her face. Her body begins to writhe again, and I watch those perfect breasts of hers as they bounce slightly as she moves on the bed. She comes, hard, her cry filling the air. I don’t stop. I rub again and again, causing her to moan and pant, her body continuing to move as she comes over and over before I slowly withdraw my fingers, licking them and tasting her.
“So good,” I whispered as she looked at me with those big doe–like eyes of hers, speechless.
She whimpered at me. I moved up, over her. I stroke her cheek. She’s breathing heavily now, and her cheeks are flushed an adorable rosy red. I can see sweat on her brow. She’s never looked more beautiful, and she’s mine. She’ll always be mine. The thought humbles me for a moment before I begin to slowly kiss her on the neck again, causing her to turn her head, her own hands gripping my back and beginning to explore. I feel the sharp sting of her nails and it makes me inwardly grin to myself. I want her to mark me, to drag those nails down my back as she screams out my name.
“If you think this is good, baby girl,” I breathed into her ear as she stilled, “just wait until we get to the main event. I’m about to love you like you’re the only woman for me, and nothing is going to stop me. Not unless you tell me no.”
