Page 36 of The Wolf’s Appetite (The Lycans #8)

LENNOX

W e didn’t shift back right away. We stayed in our wolf forms and just walked through the woods, our paws crunching the fallen leaves and snapping the little twigs.

I’d never taken time to just enjoy my surroundings. Even as a child running with my triplet brothers, we roughhoused, attacked each other, but never just enjoyed nature.

The clearing was quiet, and I let myself enjoy being with my mate. We didn’t speak. We didn’t need to, not when being together was enough.

Aisling’s golden coat brushed mine as we stood shoulder to shoulder, staring over a large outcropping that overlooked the Highlands. Our hearts beat the same rhythm. But it was getting late, and I was still on alert with everything going on. I wanted her safe and secure, so I glanced at her.

I tipped my boxy head away from the clearing, and she understood what I meant. Side by side, we padded through the woods, our paws silent despite our size, and headed back to her cottage.

By the time we reached her home, my breathing had evened out, and the adrenaline from the run had faded. On the porch, we shifted in unison, the power and energy crackling around us until we stood naked in our human forms.

Aisling’s hair was tangled from the shift, her cheeks were flushed from the exertion of the run, and as I stared at her in all her incredible glory, I knew she’d never looked more like she belonged to me than in this moment.

She met my gaze with a little curve of her lips before stepping up to me. I curled my hand around her nape and pulled her in close, kissing her long and deep, slowly and thoroughly.

We kissed for so long that I overheated, sweating as my cock throbbed and dug into her belly, pre-cum smearing along her soft, warm skin. When I broke away, I sucked in a lungful of air and groaned, “Ye’re gonna make me fooking lose it, Aisling.” My voice was low and rough, dripping with need.

Her lips were swollen from our kiss—from the way I’d devoured her. Her smile was slow and sexual, and she shocked the hell out of me by sinking to her knees.

“Lass?” My voice cracked.

Now kneeling before me, her eyes locked on my cock, all thick and long and ready. The shift had left us with raw, primal energy coursing through our veins. But now, it was something else entirely.

Her breath came in short, hungry pants as she leaned in, her tongue darting out, just barely grazing the tip of my cock. I hissed through clenched teeth and tangled my hands in her hair.

“Fook,” I muttered, as she opened up for me, inch by agonizing inch. I was always the one in control, but right here, right now, Aisling was the one with the power. Her mouth was warm, wet, and impossibly tight as she sucked me with a hunger that made my knees weak.

She slid me down farther, her throat relaxing around the head of my cock, and I couldn’t hold in my groan. I couldn’t help but tighten my hands in her hair, keeping her mouth latched around my cock. “That’s it,” I whispered, my voice ragged. “Take it all, lass.”

Her moan vibrated around me, sending shivers up my spine and causing my balls to draw up, ready to explode. Saliva dripped down the length of my shaft and out the corners of her mouth, drenching her movements as she bobbed her head. Her rhythm was steady and so fucking maddening.

When Aisling pulled back, her lips were glistening and swollen as she looked up at me, her eyes dark with desire. “Ye taste so good,” she breathed before leaning back in and sucking my cock in deep. She moved her tongue around the sensitive underside of my cock.

I swore under my breath, my thighs trembling as my mate worked me over. She was relentless, her mouth a perfect blend of heat and pressure, her tongue hitting all the sensitive spots on my dick. And when Aisling grabbed the base of my cock, she sucked me harder.

The tension built low in my gut, and I couldn’t help the curses spilling from my mouth. “Aisling… fook. Gods, baby. Ye’re making me feel so damn good.” I groaned and started thrusting in and out of her mouth. “Ye’re gonna make me come, lass.”

And then she took me impossibly deeper, her throat swallowing around my cockhead, and I let out a hiss.

I was thrusting back and forth, having no control over my actions.

She didn’t pull away. Instead, Aisling hummed around me, the vibration sending me spiraling so spurts of pre-cum coated her throat.

“ Jesus Christ, ” I muttered, and felt myself teetering on the edge.

My pretty lass was relentless, her mouth working me over sinfully.

“Come for me,” she whispered around my cock, her voice muffled. She cupped my balls, fondling them.

And I did. I came with a guttural groan, thick, hot ropes of cum shooting out of my cock and filling her mouth and right now her throat. My entire body shook with the force. My mate didn’t stop. She swallowed every drop until I was completely spent, my breathing ragged and uneven.

When she finally pulled back, her lips were slick and swollen, drops of white seed on her bottom lip. She stared at me and licked it off. I growled as I helped her up, gripped her chin, and kissed her long and deep. I tasted myself on her tongue, and my cock started thickening again.

I broke the kiss and stared down at her, my chest heaving, my mind still reeling. “Fook,” I breathed. With one last kiss, I led her inside and right to bed. We lay there staring at the fire, Aisling sprawled half on me, her fingers tracing the scars on my chest.

“It’s strange,” she said softly, “how the world can feel like it’s falling apart… and then there’s this. Just us. And it’s more than enough.”

I turned my head, pressing a kiss into her hair. “It’s more than enough, my love.” I could feel her relaxing against me, the tension from the last week melting away. I loved that she trusted me enough to relax, to know I’d protect her .

“I hope everything gets figured out,” she murmured. “The witches, the covens—all the magic in the world… it’ll all work out.”

I knew she was trying to convince herself, and I wanted to ease her, to make her feel as safe as she had before all of this shit. “Aye. And until then, we hold the line.”

She tilted her head to look at me, eyes catching the firelight. “And we’ll always be together.”

That made me smile. “Aye, lass. Always.”

It took only minutes for Aisling to fall asleep against me.

I listened to the steady rhythm of her heart, and it eased and calmed me.

I thought about what she said. The magic would hold—for a time.

We’d work tirelessly to ensure this played out successfully.

But the rip was still there and still a threat.

I tightened my arm around my mate, tethering her to me, and looking forward to the future with my female above all else.