Page 19 of Can’t Help Growling in Love (Harmony Glen #9)

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Thirteen

ASHER

June stills in my lap, and I curse myself for a fool. I shouldn’t have said that—shouldn’t have revealed the depth of my obsession.

Because what else is this, if not madness? We’ve known each other for only such a short time, so neither of us should be thinking about forever.

I must be lust-drunk. Too turned on to think straight.

But the moment I start rationalizing my words and actions, a powerful instinct springs up inside me, roaring to life.

June is my mate , and I don’t want to let her go.

Maybe I’d be more qualified to make this decision if I’d had other serious partners before.

Then I could say with certainty that this woman, this exact person, is perfect for me.

Right now, all I have to go off of is my gut feeling and her addictive scent, as well as my growing need to mark her and make her mine.

I stare at her, unsure of what to say. If she’s freaking out over this, I’ll have to let her go—for now. Let her process what I just said and deal with it in her own time.

But June’s fingers tighten on my shoulders, digging into my fur, and then she’s kissing me, her tongue sliding against mine.

She shuffles closer, and I hug her tight to my chest, then slide my palms up her naked back.

Her skin is so fucking soft, and her full tits fit perfectly in my hands, lush and heavy.

The taste of her pussy I got hasn’t nearly been enough, and I want to push her to her back, take off her pants, and make myself at home between her thighs.

She breaks the kiss, breathing heavy. Her chest rises and falls with each quick breath, and I can’t help but stare at her pebbled nipples.

“Asher.”

She says my name, and I flick my gaze up to her face to find her smirking at me.

“Have you ever had oral sex?” she demands. “Or a transfusion since your surgery? Any injuries I should know about?”

I shake my head immediately. “No, and I was given a clean bill of health when I left, but I can?—”

“Okay.” Fumbling at my side for her bag, she takes out her phone and taps at the screen with trembling fingers. Then she shoves the phone in my face. “Here, my test results.”

I squint at the unfamiliar words and numbers and shrug—I can’t tell what they mean, exactly, not without a whole lot of internet research. “Yep, good to go.”

She moves so fast for a human. One moment, she’s straddling my thighs, and the next, she’s on her knees on the carpet, her hands on my knees. Her phone slides to the floor, discarded.

“June?” My breath stalls in my throat at the heated gleam in her eyes. “What are you doing?”

“Can I see you? All of you? I’d like to make you come, Asher.”

For a moment, the only thing I’m capable of is staring at her. Then my brain wakes up, and I give her a stilted nod, because I’m already shoving my sweatpants and underwear past my hips.

“Yeah.” I kick the pants off and force myself to sit back, giving June her space. “That sounds fantastic.”

June is staring at my cock, her lips slightly parted. “Holy shit.” She shoves her hair back, then grins up at me, though her scent takes on a slightly worried note.

I smirk, because she looks straight back to my lap again. I guess we’re not so different after all.

She slowly reaches forward, hesitates for a moment, then wraps her hand around my shaft, just above my knot.

Sweat breaks out all over my body. I was expecting this, but the firm grip of June’s warm fingers is seriously pushing at my control.

“June…”

“Is this your knot?” Her voice has gone husky, and she shuffles closer, until she’s wedged between my knees. “I read about them, of course, but I’ve never seen one.”

Wild satisfaction goes through me at the thought of being her first in this way—that I’ll be the first to push so deep inside her if this all goes like I want it to. Not tonight, but soon.

“It’s sensitive.” I grip the throw pillows on either side of me to keep from reaching for her. “Feels fantastic when you squeeze it.”

“Oh.” She runs her thumb lightly over the tapered tip of me. “Do you promise to let me know if anything I do feels weird?”

I nod because right now, I’d promise her anything. I’m completely at her mercy. “Promise. Just— please , June.”

She licks her lips as she runs her palm down to my knot and squeezes, sending incredible sensation through my body. “I’m going to put my mouth on you now. I want to taste you.”

“Yeah.” My claws punch through the fabric of the pillows, and my voice comes out as a guttural growl. “I’m really okay with that.”

June leans in, and her long hair brushes my thighs. The featherlight touch has me shivering, adding to my overstimulation. I grit my teeth, not wanting to blow too fast, but June chooses that moment to wrap her hot lips around the tip of my cock, and my brain checks out completely.

“Fuck!”

Her mouth is heaven. It’s warm and soft, and when she swirls her tongue around the tip of my cock, I see stars.

My breath hitches, heart thundering madly.

I throw my head back and try to get myself under control, but it’s impossible—I can’t not watch June.

She draws my focus like a magnet, and the sight of her pink lips stretched around my shaft is now seared into my brain forever.

“This feels fucking out of this world,” I rasp, lifting my hand to cup her cheek. “I’m not gonna last long.”

She meets my gaze, mischief sparking in her eyes, and hollows out her cheeks on her next slide. My hips jerk up before I can stop myself, and she gasps, choking on my dick.

“Sorry.” I grip the pillows again, rooting my ass to the couch. “Won’t happen again.”

Godsdamnit, I want her to keep doing this, not stop because I’m stuffing my cock down her throat. I squeeze my eyes shut and force myself to inhale more slowly.

“Asher.”

The tantalizing heat of June’s mouth disappears, and I breathe a sigh of relief.I need a break, because this is too fucking intense.

“Will you look at me?” June asks softly.

I pop my eyes open and meet her gaze. I thought she’d be annoyed because I made her choke, but she’s smirking, her lips plump, swollen from our kisses.

“Yeah?” I shift in my seat, willing my godsdamned tail to stop wagging in her presence. “You okay?”

She wiggles her hips. “Can’t you scent the answer to that?”

I blink, then drag in a deep inhale. Her scent hits me, caramel notes spiced with the unmistakable proof of her arousal.

I stare down at her in confusion. “You liked that? I thought it was rude…”

“Well, it would be, if you were an asshole who only cared about getting yourself off.” She shrugs, her full tits swaying with the motion. “But since you already made me come, it’s not. This is your body’s reaction to what I’m doing. It tells me how much you’re enjoying this.”

She punctuates her words with a squeeze of my knot, then puts her other hand to my shaft and adds, “If I hold my hand here, you can move all you want, and you won’t go too deep unless I allow it. Would that work for you?”

“Fuck, yes.”

The tension bleeds out from me. June’s suggestion puts me instantly at ease.

“Great. Because I want you to enjoy this as much as I am.”

She squirms again, and I realize she’s getting aroused again just from sucking me.

I relax back against the couch. “You like this?”

“Mm.” She leans in again and licks my cock from knot to tip. “I love it. You taste amazing.” Her cheeks flush a deep shade of pink as she continues, “You smell nice, too. It’s…driving me a bit crazy. I want to…”

She takes me in her mouth again and closes her eyes, then hums in pleasure, and I fucking melt for her. My balls draw up, my knot throbbing with the need to lock inside her pussy.

“June.”

I palm the back of her neck and thread my fingers through her hair. I pull it to the side, then give it a gentle tug, and she whimpers, her hands twitching around my cock.

“Huh. You like this, too?”

I give her another experimental tug, a light pressure on her scalp, not enough to hurt because she said she doesn’t like pain, and I don’t want to do anything to hurt her. But her scent intensifies, swirling through the air between us.

“I’ll let you make me come,” I growl, my words tumbling out from me, “because this is turning you on so much. I never imagined it could be like this, baby. Only with you.”

I’m babbling, but I don’t care because June is sucking my cock like she needs it to breathe.

My orgasm is building too fast, yet there’s nothing I can do to stop it.

I don’t want to stop it. My entire world has narrowed down to the contact between us, to her lips wrapped around my shaft, to the warmth of her tongue.

She slides up and down, her spit and my precum creating the perfect amount of natural lube.

I couldn’t let go of her if I tried, but she’s pushing into me as well, her grip tightening around my knot until it’s all I can do to hold on. I can’t even imagine what it’ll feel like to have her pussy clench down on my knot—it might just be the end of me.

“I’m real close now,” I force through gritted teeth. “You’re gonna make me come, June. If you don’t want— fuck , baby, seriously, I can’t hold back.”

My hips are rocking up to meet her every suck and squeeze, and I’m flying straight for my climax, a runaway train I can’t stop. But June gazes up at me, her expression a mix of determination, trust, and pure lust, and she’s so fucking hot with her lips stretched around my shaft, I can’t?—