her courage before looking up at him. His eyes still blazed with the same intensity as before, but there was a softness in them now.
His hand trailed up the length of her arm, over her shoulders, and up the curve of her neck to cup her face. Her stomach knotted as he gently pushed her down onto the ground. He moved to cover her body with his, caging her in with his powerful arms.
“I do not want to hurt you,” he said.
In a small voice, she said, “I told you before, I’m not a virgin.”
Cain shook his head. “Tomorrow I am returning to my pack, and I am going to have you taken to the nearest town.” He lowered his head so that their noses brushed. “I want you.” His hot breath clung to her face. “I want you more than I have wanted a female in a very long time. But I do not want to hurt you.”
Her eyes flooded with understanding, and she blinked back tears. They were from two different worlds. Letting him go would be one of the hardest things she’d ever done, but denying him again would be harder. Too hard. It had little to do with the blatant desire in his gaze or the way her body ached beneath him. Sarah knew, unequivocally, that if she didn’t have him tonight, she would regret it for the rest of her life. No matter how much it hurt later, she needed him now.
Sarah reached up, letting the fur around her fall back, and hooked her arms around Cain’s neck. Against his lips, she said, “You have no idea what hurts me.”
Chapter 10
C ain was kissing her lips , and they were every bit as soft and succulent as they had been in his dreams—and there had been many dreams. It seemed that every time he closed his eyes she was there. With a brush of her lips and her gentle touch, she would promise to fulfill his every need, yet he would always wake feeling hard and hollow.
Not tonight.
Tonight she lay beneath him in the flesh, willing and wanting him just as badly as he wanted her. Tonight would be their only night together. It was that knowledge alone that kept him from flipping her onto her knees and slamming his throbbing cock into her.
Slow. He needed to go slow and savor his time with her, before it was over.
Cain kept one hand on the floor as he lost himself in her mouth, while the other explored her body. He had only been able to imagine what she looked like under her clothes, and it was not what he had expected. Next to him, she had seemed so small, but her flesh was unexpectedly generous. Her wide hips pleased him and he liked the way it felt when his fingers sunk into her thick thighs.
Her own hands stayed laced in his hair, and he knew that she was being shy because there was no reluctance in the way she responded to his kiss. She had unraveled beneath him, parting her lips and accepting his possession of her mouth. Impatient to feel more of her, Cain reached up, pulling one of her hands from his hair and placing it on the flat plane of his pectoral muscle. Without hesitation, she sought out his nipple, circling it to a stiffened peak with her thumb.
Growing bolder, her other hand left his head, and soon they were both exploring his upper body, greedily squeezing and tugging his muscles in ways that made him groan. His body trembled with the effort to control himself, and Cain had to pull back from her lips. His breathing was ragged as he gazed down at her flushed skin and guileless eyes. How could a female look so innocent when she was making him feel so carnal?
Unable to look at her any longer, he closed his eyes and buried his head in her neck. She still smelled of lavender, but the freshness was gone, replaced with the heady musk of her rampant arousal. The blood in his veins heated as he ran his tongue down her neck. Her flesh was sweet and tinged with the salty taste of sweat. He wanted to lick every part of her, but doubted he would have the patience.
Cain dragged his mouth down her neck and past her collarbone. Her nipples were hard, rosy buds and he eagerly latched his mouth onto
His hand trailed up the length of her arm, over her shoulders, and up the curve of her neck to cup her face. Her stomach knotted as he gently pushed her down onto the ground. He moved to cover her body with his, caging her in with his powerful arms.
“I do not want to hurt you,” he said.
In a small voice, she said, “I told you before, I’m not a virgin.”
Cain shook his head. “Tomorrow I am returning to my pack, and I am going to have you taken to the nearest town.” He lowered his head so that their noses brushed. “I want you.” His hot breath clung to her face. “I want you more than I have wanted a female in a very long time. But I do not want to hurt you.”
Her eyes flooded with understanding, and she blinked back tears. They were from two different worlds. Letting him go would be one of the hardest things she’d ever done, but denying him again would be harder. Too hard. It had little to do with the blatant desire in his gaze or the way her body ached beneath him. Sarah knew, unequivocally, that if she didn’t have him tonight, she would regret it for the rest of her life. No matter how much it hurt later, she needed him now.
Sarah reached up, letting the fur around her fall back, and hooked her arms around Cain’s neck. Against his lips, she said, “You have no idea what hurts me.”
Chapter 10
C ain was kissing her lips , and they were every bit as soft and succulent as they had been in his dreams—and there had been many dreams. It seemed that every time he closed his eyes she was there. With a brush of her lips and her gentle touch, she would promise to fulfill his every need, yet he would always wake feeling hard and hollow.
Not tonight.
Tonight she lay beneath him in the flesh, willing and wanting him just as badly as he wanted her. Tonight would be their only night together. It was that knowledge alone that kept him from flipping her onto her knees and slamming his throbbing cock into her.
Slow. He needed to go slow and savor his time with her, before it was over.
Cain kept one hand on the floor as he lost himself in her mouth, while the other explored her body. He had only been able to imagine what she looked like under her clothes, and it was not what he had expected. Next to him, she had seemed so small, but her flesh was unexpectedly generous. Her wide hips pleased him and he liked the way it felt when his fingers sunk into her thick thighs.
Her own hands stayed laced in his hair, and he knew that she was being shy because there was no reluctance in the way she responded to his kiss. She had unraveled beneath him, parting her lips and accepting his possession of her mouth. Impatient to feel more of her, Cain reached up, pulling one of her hands from his hair and placing it on the flat plane of his pectoral muscle. Without hesitation, she sought out his nipple, circling it to a stiffened peak with her thumb.
Growing bolder, her other hand left his head, and soon they were both exploring his upper body, greedily squeezing and tugging his muscles in ways that made him groan. His body trembled with the effort to control himself, and Cain had to pull back from her lips. His breathing was ragged as he gazed down at her flushed skin and guileless eyes. How could a female look so innocent when she was making him feel so carnal?
Unable to look at her any longer, he closed his eyes and buried his head in her neck. She still smelled of lavender, but the freshness was gone, replaced with the heady musk of her rampant arousal. The blood in his veins heated as he ran his tongue down her neck. Her flesh was sweet and tinged with the salty taste of sweat. He wanted to lick every part of her, but doubted he would have the patience.
Cain dragged his mouth down her neck and past her collarbone. Her nipples were hard, rosy buds and he eagerly latched his mouth onto
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