Page 28 of Fennick’s Fortune (Sentinels of Apollo #2)

I was still kind of off-kilter from our make-out session in the woods.

I had no intention of fooling around with Fen out there, but the man made all good intentions go out of my head.

All I could think about was how he made me feel and my yearnings.

When he more or less begged me to make him stop, I was helpless.

I wanted to touch and taste him as much as he wanted to do those to me.

I hadn’t minded the smirks or knowing looks we got when we returned to Banner’s house.

The only one I disliked was Hadar, who was there glaring at Fennick and staring at me in a way that made me very uneasy.

He said nothing, but I wondered what he had decided on his walk.

However, I was ready to put all thoughts of Hadar aside.

And to push my other fears to the back of my mind.

Tonight, I wanted to see if I could seduce Fennick into doing more than just a repeat of what we had done earlier.

I was hopelessly in need of experiencing full-blown lovemaking with Fen.

I hadn’t been with countless men. In my thirty years, I would be at less than ten.

And while we’d discussed several things about ourselves yesterday and this morning before going to Banner’s house, we hadn’t given details on past lovers or their numbers.

But our ages had come up. That conversation had been surprising.

Shifters aged at the same rate as humans until they reached maturity at twenty-one, then the rate slowed significantly.

I looked more like I was in my twenties than in my thirties, which wasn’t a big deal.

In his case, his appearance coincided with his assumed age of thirty-five.

He’d be able to stretch it to staying the same as he was until he was forty-five, then he’d have to alter himself or move.

As a woman and due to makeup and the amount of plastic surgery women undergo versus men, I’d be able to eke out more years than he could.

One of the advantages a human mate, such as Cerys, would gain by being claimed was that she would slow down and begin to age like Brax and other wolf shifters did.

Most wolves lived to be approximately one thousand years old unless struck down by an accident or killed.

That meant at twenty-three, she would live many years as his mate.

Brax was only a couple of years younger than Fennick.

We entered his house. I let him know my immediate plan so I would have time to prepare before I dropped what I longed for tonight on Fennick.

“If you’re okay with it, I’d like to head upstairs and bathe. I promise to be done as soon as I can. You’re welcome to join me if you want.”

His body tensed when I said he could join me. “I think it’s best if I let you relax. It was kind of a tense day with Hadar glowering at us. You take your time. I’ll use the other bathroom, and I’ll meet you in bed, unless you prefer to sleep alone tonight.”

“I don’t see the need to change how we’ve done it. Unless you would like to have me sleep elsewhere,” I replied.

“No, I would not prefer that. I want you where I can see, touch, and smell you. Go. The sooner you start, the sooner we can snuggle in bed. It’s early, so if you prefer, we can watch television or whatever.”

The fire in his eyes told me that whatever he wanted, I was right there with him, but I pretended to consider it. Was it evil of me? Yes, but I wanted him to be wild for me. I wanted nothing to hold him back when the time came to ask my question. I smiled. He gave me a tense one in return.

Fennick remained downstairs until after I was undressed and in the tub filled with water and bubbles.

I poured some bodywash into the water as it filled the tub, creating a pseudo-bubble bath.

Remaining here meant I could buy some of the real thing.

As I soaked and ensured I was smooth and shaved where necessary, I thought of what it would be like to settle in one place for the first time in so many years.

It seemed too good to be true. I was afraid to think about it, in case it changed fate.

After finishing the soaking part, I scrubbed my skin until it was pink and glowing.

I’d washed my hair last night, so there was no need to do that again.

Drying off, I applied the last bit of lotion I’d stashed in my bag.

It was a small tube I’d used sparingly. When you lived the way I had, you learned to eliminate, consolidate, or downsize many things that others with a home took for granted.

It was a honey almond scented one. With my body taken care of, I applied face lotion and brushed my teeth.

After that, I brushed my hair and put it up in a ponytail.

Leaving the towel on the rod to dry, I walked out of the bathroom and over to the bed as if it was nothing for me to traipse to the bed naked.

When Fen saw me approaching him, he sat straighter and his eyes zeroed in on my body.

I felt so incredibly sexy as I reached it.

I couldn’t prevent my nipples from hardening into stiff peaks.

Or prevent my pussy from becoming slick.

He could smell me, but I acted as if he couldn’t.

Fen was bare-chested, and I fought not to stare too hard at his upper body.

But if this went as I wanted, I’d have my fingers and mouth all over his body.

The sheet was pooled at his waist, tempting me to tear it away to expose the rest of him.

Instead, I pretended to be oblivious as I crawled under the sheet Fen held up for me.

“Thank you, Fen. Did you take a look and decide on a movie or show for us to watch? If not, we can do it together or talk—unless you’re tired. You do have to go to work in the morning,” I pretended to contemplate that. I rolled to face him, and I gave him an innocent look.

“Akiva, you come out here showing off that body and then crawl in this bed, and you think I want to watch TV, talk, or sleep? I beg to fucking differ. Unless you tell me hell no, I want to taste that sweet as fuck pussy again. I need to know what you sound like when you’re not trying to hold in your cries and don’t have a mouth full of cock. ”

I giggled, signaling I wasn’t opposed and might be messing with him.

He swooped in and had me pinned to the bed beneath his upper body.

My arms were over my head and trapped together in one of his hands.

Fen kicked the sheet with his foot, jerking it down to the bottom of the bed.

I shivered, but it was in lust, not fear or coldness.

A low growl came out of him, and then his mouth was on my neck.

He nuzzled me there before licking from the base to the top of my neck, under my left ear. I moaned, and my body bowed at the waist. “Mmm, that feels good,” I whispered.

“If you think that feels good, babe, you won’t believe what else I have in store for you. All I need is for you to tell me what isn’t on the table tonight,” he whispered hoarsely.

After saying that, he didn’t wait for my answer.

Fennick nibbled along my jaw and up to my mouth, where he thrust his tongue inside and began to explore the interior of my mouth.

When our tongues met, we twined them together.

When I got the chance, I nipped his bottom lip and then sucked on it to take away the sting.

We kissed for a solid couple of minutes before Fen broke away.

I whimpered in protest, but when I caught on to what he was doing. I shut up.

Fennick licked, kissed, and playfully bit my skin from my jaw, down my neck and chest to my tits. When he got there, he let go of my wrists. His hot gaze was studying them. He shifted his eyes up to me.

“You have amazing tits, Akiva. I need time to worship them.” His voice was slightly hoarse.

“Worship away,” I told him. What woman who enjoyed her tits touched would say no?

Immediately, Fen began to worship. He ran his fingers gently all over them, causing them to tingle.

My nipples hardened even more. After he did that, as if mapping them, both hands got in on the action.

He kneaded them, causing me to moan, but the moan became a loud groan when he tweaked each nipple, spreading the flame he’d ignited.

My tits were on fire, but in a wonderful way.

When he finally sucked a nipple into his mouth, I nearly came off the bed.

I shrieked and then grabbed his back in my hands to hold him to me.

His chuckle made it better. The vibration made me quiver.

The man did worship both tits and had my pussy soaked, which was leaving a wet spot on the sheet.

I was on the cusp of begging him to stop and give my pussy some relief when he placed a kiss on each nipple, then kissed his way down my stomach.

He paused long enough to tongue my belly button before he made it to my pussy.

When he got there, I spread my legs, allowing him to move from next to me to over top of me.

I was torn. Seeing his hard cock bouncing as he moved, I wanted to give him pleasure and ultimately relief.

“Fen, why don’t you bring that cock up here and let me worship it?”

“Baby, I would, but if I do, I’ll come. Tell me. Is this all you want tonight? Or do you want more?” His voice was gruff.

Finally, he asked. I gave him a smoldering look.

“I want everything you’re willing to give me, Fennick.

If it’s only oral, then so be it. Or if you want to slide that fantastic cock inside of me so I can feel what it’s like to be fucked by you, then I say let’s do it.

I want you, Fen. Shit, I need you,” I whimpered the last part.

A deep growl came rumbling out of him. His gaze grew hotter, which I thought was impossible. “I need a taste or two. Hang with me and I’ll give you what you want. I’ve been dying to feel you clenched tight around me.”