Page 17 of The Wolf’s Appetite (The Lycans #8)

LENNOX

T he air in the room thickened with something unspoken. Our bond , a deep voice whispered in my head.

Aisling lay on the bed, her blonde hair catching the dim light from the fireplace, her curvy frame outlined in the soft glow. Her cheeks were flushed, and she looked at me with wide, uncertain eyes. I could see the pulse in her neck fluttering rapidly from her nervousness.

“Lennox,” she whispered, her voice trembling, her gloriously naked body ready for me. I scented her wetness, saw it glisten as it coated her inner thighs.

My wee mate was ready for me, primed for what only I could give her.

Wolf or not, I was going to claim her tonight .

“Fated mates,” she whispered, awe laced in her voice.

“Mine,” I replied, my voice distorted from my need.

I stepped closer, my boots silent on the rug-covered stone floor. My wolf was silent, muted by the witch’s spell, but my body still hummed with need.

I had no proof aside from the spoken words, but how I felt, what I felt toward Aisling, told me the truth and my reality.

I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, taking in her scent, one that was sweet like honey and vanilla and floral like wild lavender. Every nerve and cell in me screamed to touch her. To kiss her. To lick her. To claim her.

Her breath faltered as I reached out, my fingers brushing against her cheek. She was so damn soft. She leaned into my touch, and I felt a jolt of electricity shoot through me. My cock throbbed incessantly, the tip leaking pre-cum and soaking my pants.

I cupped her face, tilting it up, so she was forced to stare into my eyes, her long blonde hair spreading across the dark duvet covering the bed. Her lips parted slightly in anticipation.

I didn’t wait. I couldn’t. I placed a knee on the mattress at the same time I gripped her nape and pulled her toward me. My mouth crashed into hers, and she gasped into me, her hands flying to my chest to clutch at my shirt.

The kiss was anything but gentle—it was hungry, desperate, and full of all the pent-up desire we’d been too afraid to act upon.

All I felt was mindless passion, and I yearned to take her when my wolf was back, when everything would be heightened to the nth degree and we could fully let ourselves go.

Her lips were sweet and yielding, and I deepened the kiss, sliding my tongue against hers in a slow, sensual rhythm. Aisling moaned, and the sound went straight to my cock, causing the thick, hard length to throb.

I pulled her closer, one hand sliding down to grip her bare hip. Her body was lush, curves that made my fingers itch to explore every part of her. I broke the kiss, my breathing ragged, and trailed my lips down her jawline to her neck.

“Ye’re fucking perfect,” I murmured against her skin, kissing a path to the hollow of her throat.

“Every single part of ye was made for me, Aisling.” My body tightened, shaking with desire.

“I ne’er dreamed this would be my life. I was war-hungry, a male wanting tae fight.

I dinna think about how I’d feel about finding my mate.

” I pulled back and stared into her eyes, feeling the world shift beneath me.

“But everything is different now. I’m forever changed.

Ye’re what I care about. Ye’re what’s important now. No matter what.”

Her breathing was erratic, her pupils blown from her pleasure and need for me. Her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me closer as I nipped gently at her collarbone. She whimpered, her body arching into mine, her skin flushing.

I was slowly losing rational thought the longer I touched her. My hands roamed over her hips, squeezing the soft flesh there, and she moaned, the sound so fucking hot I wanted to fucking devour her until nothing was left.

“Is my beautiful wee mate going tae let me make her feel good?” Aisling moaned her answer, and her arousal became even stronger as it saturated the air.

With one more long, languishing kiss, I pulled back and started removing my clothes.

I wanted Aisling to see what she did to me… how hard she made me.

She watched me with wide eyes, her thighs slightly spread so I had a prime shot of her perfect pussy. A thatch of dark blond, trimmed hair covered what I’d be tasting in seconds.

Once naked, I grabbed my shaft and started jerking myself off, memorizing every curvy inch of her. Pre-cum was a steady drip from my cockhead, sliding down the underside of my cock, riding that throbbing vein that ran down the length .

“Spread wide for me, sweetling. I need tae have my face buried between yer legs as I eat ye out.” The gasp that left her had my balls drawing up, my need to come so strong.

I gritted my teeth as I knelt between her legs, my cock flicking up and bouncing off my stomach, smearing drops of cum with each movement.

Aisling’s pussy gushed endlessly for me, and her scent was so overpowering I almost tasted it in the air.

I couldn’t hold back. The excitement… my too full balls—I couldn’t stop it.

I grabbed my cock and jerked it once, twice, and then thick ropes of cum were spurting on the duvet and on the floor between my legs.

My body spasmed while my eyes focused on the beautiful, pink pussy in front of me, more cum pulsing out and coating my hand. Aisling watched me with hooded, need-filled eyes. Yeah, I’d come like an unexperienced teenager, but even so, I was still not nearly sated nor finished.

Not by a long shot.

I gripped Aisling’s ankles and gently pulled her further down the bed so her lush ass was half off the mattress and her pussy was right in my face.

Her thighs were thick and smooth, and I slid my palms up, pushing her legs open more, and immediately kissed along the inside of one, nipping lightly at the tender flesh.

“Lie down and let me make ye feel good, Aisling, baby.” She trembled above me, her hands resting on my shoulders for balance, but then did what I asked and rested fully back on the mattress.

“Lennox,” she breathed, her voice shaking.

“Shhh,” I tried to ease her. “I’ll go slow. I just need tae taste ye,” I growled, looking up the length of her body. Her eyes were wide with desire, her lips swollen, pouty and pink from our kiss. “I’m going tae make ye feel so fookin’ good, Aisling.”

I didn’t give her time to get too in her head with what was going on. I just placed my thumbs on either side of her pussy, and pulled her plump lips open, exposing all that pink inside.

“Fook, ye’re beautiful,” I said, my voice rough with need.

“Look at ye. All wet and ready for me.” I dragged my gaze from her pussy to look into her face, making sure she was still okay.

Her blush deepened, but she didn’t look away.

Instead, she bit her lip, her hands tightening on my shoulders as I leaned in.

When my attention was back between her thighs, I lost all fucking control. The first lick was slow as I dragged my tongue through her folds. Aisling let out a moan that made my entire body rock hard.

She tasted incredible—sweet and musky—and I groaned against her, licking deeper, swallowing all her juices until the flavor was memorized on my tongue.

“Oh… Lennox,” she gasped, her hips rolling forward, seeking more of my mouth .

I needed no more encouragement. I growled deeper as I let my tongue drag up from her pussy hole to her clit, circling it lightly before sucking it into my mouth. She cried out, her legs shaking as I worked her with my tongue, alternating between fast flicks and slower, more deliberate strokes.

Her hands slid from my shoulders to grip my hair, her fingers tangling in the strands hard enough I hissed in pleasure and pain. It hurt so fucking good.

As I devoured her, all I cared about was making her come.

I could feel more of my semen dripping out of my cock and joining the pool on the floor between my legs. It turned me on. Her pussy was soaked, and with each lick I gave her, Aisling became even wetter for me.

“Ye’re so responsive,” I muttered against her pussy, my face slick from her need.

I lifted my head, panting, wanting to come right along with her so damn badly.

“I love how wet ye get for me, baby. Fooking love how ye’re rolling yer hips and grinding this little pussy against my face like ye canna get enough. ”

She whimpered again, her hands pulling even harder in my hair. I sucked on her clit at the same time I slid a finger inside her. She clamped her legs tightly against the sides of my head as if she couldn’t control herself.

Her pussy clenched around the digit, drawing it in. I was gentle, though, knowing this was not only my first time, but hers, as well.

She was so tight, so warm as I slowly pumped my finger in and out of her at the same time I teased her clit with my lips and tongue. Her hips bucked wildly in response.

“That’s it,” I growled, feeling her walls flutter around my finger. “Such a good girl,” I growled. “Come for me, Aisling. Let me feel ye.”

I smelled her orgasm a second before it peaked and she lost control.

She came hard, her body tensing as she let go with a sharp cry.

I kept licking and finger-fucking her through it.

And when my name fell from her lips in a broken gasp, I had to gather all my fucking self-control and not explode again right then and there.

When she finally sagged against me, spent and trembling, I pulled my finger from her pussy and licked it clean. I stood, staring down at her, her flesh all blushed, her legs splayed open, and her nipples red and hard from her orgasm.

I knelt on the bed and leaned in, cupping her face again, and captured her mouth in a fierce kiss, forcing her to taste herself on my tongue. When I pulled back, she looked up at me with dazed eyes.

“Lennox…”

“We aren’t nearly done yet, sweetheart,” I said gruffly and gripped my cock, stroking it from root to tip and squeezing thick amounts of clear fluid out for her to see.

I wanted to fuck her so damn bad, but when she sat up, staring at me with this strange expression on her face, I couldn’t anticipate her next move.

The air left me in a whoosh when she got off the bed and sank to her knees before me.

“I donna kno’ what I’m doing,” she whispered to herself as she stared at my raging hard-on.

“Ye’re perfect,” I encouraged her. “All ye have tae do is look at my cock, and I’d come for ye.”

When her gaze met mine, I shook with fierce need. And then, while holding my focus with hers, she reached out to stroke me lightly.

“ Christ ,” I hissed at the first touch of my mate’s hand on my cock. I threaded my fingers through her blonde hair.

“Tell me what ye want. Tell me what tae do.”

Fuck, I’d never been with a woman so was no expert, but I fucking knew what I wanted Aisling to do to me. “Take me in yer mouth, baby.”

A heartbeat passed where we just stared at each other, and then she tightened her hold on the root of my shaft, leaned in, and wrapped her lips around the head of my dick.

Her tongue and lips moved slowly as if she were experimenting at first, but I praised her, encouraging her to take her time and explore.

The warmth of her mouth was incredible, and I groaned as she took more of me in, her tongue swirling around my shaft, saliva pooling in the corners of her lips the longer she sucked on me.

“That’s it,” I murmured, staring down at her as she worked her mouth on me. “Ye’re so fooking good. Look at ye, taking yer time and making me feel better than anything I’ve ever experienced before.”

She slid more of me in, my crown hitting the back of her throat. Aisling gagged slightly as I pushed down further, but she didn’t pull away.

Instead, she looked up at me with watery eyes filled with determination, and I felt on the verge of coming and filling her belly with my seed.

“Ye’re amazing,” I said hoarsely, my hips thrusting shallowly into her mouth. “Fook, Aisling… ye’re going tae make me come so hard.” And before this ended far too soon, I pulled out of her mouth, lifted her off the ground, and carried her to the bed.

Tonight I was finally claiming my mate.