Page 182 of Beneath the Blue Moon

“No.That’s it.I think I’ll go to bed now.”

His brows furrow in confusion, but he says nothing.Seeingmy struggle to move, he picks me up and places my head on the solitary pillowleft on the bed.He retrieves the rest from the floor, climbs in beside me andpulls the covers over us.Poor thing.He thinks I’ve left him hanging.Not achance.I just need to get the feeling back in my limbs.He’s lying on hisback, arms behind his head, staring up at the ceiling.I look down, and thesheets are tented by his massive erection.

“I’m cold.”I slide next to him, and he wraps his arms aroundme, rubbing my arm.“Mmm… That’s good, but I can think of a better way to getwarm.”

Moving beneath the covers, I crawl between his legs.I graspthe base of his dick and suck on the head.He draws a sudden breath, throwingthe covers off.I look up, and he’s watching me, his bottom lip between histeeth.Maybe I should try out my wolf abilities.I sink down, taking him as faras I think he can go, and then I push him farther.

“Oh, fuck,” he groans.

I don’t feel my gag reflex kicking in.He passes my uvulaand hits the back of my throat.Still, I press on.One last push and his dick islodged in my throat.Holy shit.

“Fucking hell!”

I’m too amazed to go any further.I slowly pull back andrelease him.He’s breathing heavily, his eyes dark and intimidating.

“Come here.”

“Uh-uh, you’re not giving the orders, mister.”I crawl uphis body and straddle his hips.“Did you really think I was going to go tosleep and leave you like this?”

“I was hoping you wouldn’t.”

I lean close to his ear to whisper my instructions.“I wantyou… to fuck me from behind… just like you did this morning.”

His eyes flash yellow and, before I can even blink, I’m onmy hands and knees before him.Whoa!It’s going to take a while to adjust tothis speed thing.He grabs my thighs, pulling them apart to his liking.When henudges at my entrance, our earlier conversation comes back to me.

“Ethan, until I get my pills, maybe you shouldn’t—”

“I understand.”He cuts me off.

His palms slither up my back, and his fingers curl over myshoulders just as he pushes into me.We moan simultaneously, and he leansforward, placing a delicate kiss in the center of my back.He sinks balls-deep,and I have to adjust my position to better accommodate him.

“So fucking tight….”

He pulls all the way out and slowly pushes back in.I don’tthink I’ll ever get used to this feeling—the exquisite stretching and filling.He’s perfect… and he’s mine.

“Are you ready, Casey?”

“Yes.”

He starts off at a leisurely pace, taking his own sweettime.I match his rhythm, moving back and forth.He gradually increases thepace, going faster with each stroke.My heart hammers in my ears as he moves,and my mind empties itself of everything except him.There is only him and me,right here, right now.I press my face into the pillow, muffling my scream ashis thrusts become more powerful.He pauses, drags me to the edge of the bed, andstands behind me.Shifting his hands to my hips, he pulls out and slams into mewith a grunt.

“Ethan!”

He resumes his earlier pace, and my orgasm builds.I gripthe sheets, eyes shut tightly, teeth chattering.He calls my name as I clench mymuscles around him.As they begin to contract, my eyes fly open, and I scream,my head falling to the bed.

“Fuck, Casey!”

He quickly pulls out and I turn to him, wrapping my lipsaround him as he comes.Fisting his hand in my hair, he grunts, fucking mymouth until the last drop of cum falls from the tip.I release him, swallowingas I stand.

“You taste so good,” I say, licking my lips.

“Not as good as you, sweetheart.”

He presses his lips to mine in a loud smack then lifts meinto his arms, placing me on the bed and pulling up the covers before walkingaround to his side.

“Come here, fiancée.”

I shuffle over into his arms and lay my head on his chest.“Ilike that, but wife sounds better.”