Page 39 of Anders (The Sunburst Pack #2)

A NDERS HAD ALWAYS BEEN attuned to the needs of those around him, but this…

This was something new.

Something amazing.

The tremors coursing through Etta’s body vibrated the very air around them.

As her breaths came in ragged gasps, he moved up to capture her mouth with his own, their tongues tangling in a kiss that set fire to every nerve ending in his body.

God, she breathed into his mouth, her hands clutching at his shoulders.

In this moment, everything else—the pack, her journalistic pursuits, the secrets they’d uncovered—faded away until it was just the two of them, connected by something deeper than either could articulate.

As they kissed, Anders felt Etta’s trembling begin to subside, replaced by a renewed swell of passion that slammed through her like a tidal wave.

Anders’s mind reeled as he tried to make sense of the intensity of their connection. He’d never been one to let emotions rule him, yet here he was, losing himself to the raw desire between them.

But deep down, he knew he wouldn’t have it any other way.

Now, Etta murmured against his lips.

Are you sure? This will change everything. His voice was thick with desire—but he knew that claiming her would forever bind them together, and the thought both terrified and exhilarated him.

More than anything, she said, reaching up to stroke his cheek. I need you.

Her words sent a shudder through him but were all the confirmation he needed.

His wolf howled in approval, urging him to take what was rightfully his. Yet, despite the consuming need that burned between them, he held back, wanting to ensure that she was truly ready to accept the depth of commitment that came with this.

We don’t have to rush this. If you’re not entirely certain—

Enough, she interrupted gently, her fingers curling into his hair as she silenced him with a searing kiss. I trust you. And I want you.

As the last word left her lips, something within him snapped, and the floodgates of his desire burst open. Without a word, he stripped off the shirt he’d been wearing and tossed it on the floor.

Etta’s breath hitched in anticipation, her gaze locked onto Anders’s.

Here. Let me, she whispered, her hands pushing against his shoulders, urging him to roll onto his back.

The sudden shift in power surprised him, but he couldn’t deny the thrill that coursed through his veins at the sight of her taking control.

As he had done with her earlier, she unbuttoned his pants, sliding them down his hips and off his body entirely.

His wolf rumbled deep within him, approving of their mate’s action.

As Anders complied, Etta’s gaze moved down his body, lingering appreciatively on the rigid length of his cock.

A slow smile spread across her face, her eyes reflecting her delight. You’re beautiful, she murmured.

Etta…, Anders began, unsure of what to say or how to respond. But she silenced him with a touch, reaching out and running her fingers along his chest, tracing the contours of his muscles and leaving chills in their wake.

Shh, she whispered, leaning down to press a soft kiss to his lips. Let me show you how much I want this.

His body trembled beneath her touch, his instincts battling with his self-control as he fought to maintain his composure.

Every nerve ending screamed for release, and yet he knew that he must be patient, allowing Etta to set the pace.

Are you ready? she asked softly.

More than anything, he whispered, watching as a smile of pure joy lit up her face.

Anders’s heart pounded against his chest, the rhythm in sync with the slow descent of Etta’s mouth toward his throbbing erection.

Every muscle in his body locked when her soft tongue slid across the sensitive flesh of his cock, licking off the droplet of precum that had formed at the tip.

Anders groaned, unable to contain the guttural sound that erupted from deep within, as his cock jerked against her mouth in response.

God, you’re amazing, he managed, his voice strained by the effort it took to keep himself under control.

Tell me what you need, Etta said, pausing to gaze into his eyes. I want to make you feel as incredible as you’ve made me feel.

Touch me, he urged. Please.

As she continued to tease him with her mouth and hands, Anders’s need to take her swirled like a torrent inside him. Each stroke of her tongue, each caress of her fingertips, pushed him closer to the edge even as he struggled to hold back.

He tried to stop himself, but eventually, he thrust upward, his hips jerking as his cock slid in and out of Etta’s mouth.

Mmm, she moaned in appreciation, her lips vibrating around him.

Stop, stop, he finally begged, his hands pushing against her shoulders. I want… I need…

Etta sat up with a smile, giving the tip of his cock a final kiss as she released him.

I love you, Anders said, the words spilling from him. I can’t imagine my life without you.

Then don’t, she said, her eyes shining. Because I’m not going anywhere.

Anders watched, his breath catching in his throat as Etta positioned herself over him, her legs straddling his waist, every muscle, every curve of her body perfect as she lowered herself onto him.

He gasped, struggling to maintain control as her warmth enveloped him.

God, she breathed, her eyes fluttering closed as she took him deep inside her. You feel…incredible.

I don’t know if I can last much longer.

Then don’t, she said with a wicked grin. Let yourself feel everything.

She began moving, sliding against him. A bead of sweat dripped down the curve of her belly, her body undulating slowly above Anders as she rocked back and forth.

Is this okay? she asked, her voice breathy. Her hands found purchase on his chest, fingers digging into his skin.

More than okay, Anders said, his voice strained, his cock jerking inside her as his balls tightened, aching with the feel of her surrounding him. He continued working to maintain control—the slightest movement could push him over the edge. Take your time.

Feels so good, Etta murmured, her gaze meeting his for a brief moment before they fluttered closed once more.

Oh, I agree, Anders said, swallowing hard as he focused on keeping his breathing steady even as his involuntary spasms inside Etta’s hot, wet pussy proved how close he was to losing himself in her completely.

As Etta moved atop him, her eyes half-closed, a storm swirled within him, the energy coiling at the base of his cock, waiting to be unleashed.

You’re amazing, he managed to gasp.

I feel incredible with you, she whispered, her voice husky.

As if spurred on by his encouragement, Etta began to ride him faster and harder.

Her movements grew more urgent, her breaths coming in shallow pants, each stroke sending shock waves of pleasure coursing through them both.

Ah…Anders, she moaned, her voice barely audible over the pounding of his own heartbeat. I can’t…I need…

Tell me, he whispered, his fingers digging into her hips as he fought to maintain control. What do you need?

Harder…please…, she begged, her eyes pleading with him to give her what she craved.

As if fueled by her words, Anders gripped her waist tighter, guiding her movements as she rode him with increasing abandon. His own desire threatened to overwhelm him, but he pushed it aside.

Touch me, she urged, her voice betraying her need for more. Please.

Anders slipped his hand between them, feeling the slick heat where their bodies joined. He found her clit, swollen and sensitive, and ran his thumb across it, applying just a hint of pressure.

Oh! Etta cried out, her body shuddering above him. Yes, exactly like that!

Tell me what you want, Anders murmured as he continued to caress her.

Harder, she breathed, her hips moving in rhythm with his touch.

The sound of their heavy breathing filled the air as Etta’s movements grew more intense, her body undulating above Anders in a tantalizing ballet.

Is this…what you want? he asked between gritted teeth, every nerve in his body screaming for release.

Yes! she cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders as her body began to tense.

Feeling her impending climax, Anders braced himself for the onslaught of sensations that would soon follow.

Come for me, he urged, his voice hoarse with need.

Her response was immediate, her body convulsing around him as her orgasm ripped through her.

Anders! she screamed, her pussy clenching tightly around his cock, then releasing and tightening again as she rode the waves, coming for him.

His cock jerked in response, but Anders gritted his teeth and forced his need to come inside her—to come with her—to subside…at least for the moment.

Seconds later, even before Etta’s trembling had fully abated, Anders rolled them over, positioning himself above her as she spread her legs wider in invitation.

At the sight of the sweat glistening on her skin, the feel of the heat radiating from her core, it took every ounce of willpower Anders had not to bury himself inside her without restraint.

Instead, he entered her slowly, savoring the sensation of her tight, wet walls enveloping him inch by inch. The moan that escaped her lips sent shivers down his spine, prompting him to delve deeper, filling her completely.

Tell me if it’s too much, he said, leaning down to capture her lips in a kiss.

Never, Etta murmured against his mouth, her hands gripping his shoulders as if to steady herself for the journey ahead.

God, yes, he breathed, his wolf surging beneath his skin with primal recognition. Every cell in his body vibrated with certainty—she was his mate, had always been his, would always be his.

Anders felt a change in the air between them, a shift in Etta’s scent that made his nostrils flare.

Something wild and feminine was awakening in her, responding to his wolf’s silent call.

Her eyes flashed with a golden gleam that hadn’t been there before, and he recognized it instantly—her wolf, reaching for his.