Lucifer's Wolf: A Rejected Mate Shifter Romance (Demon Wolf Book 1) by Savannah Rose & Amelia Gates

Lucifer's Wolf: A Rejected Mate Shifter Romance (Demon Wolf Book 1) by Savannah Rose & Amelia Gates

Author:Savannah Rose & Amelia Gates [Rose, Savannah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-08-04T05:00:00+00:00


Chapter Twenty

Shut up and fuck me already. There was a time that those words would have never been able to leave my lips. Not only because there was no body back home that I wanted to rip my orgasms from me the way I want L to, but also because I’m sure there’s no one who could.

L bites at my lips, putting enough force against my bottom lip to make me gasp. It shocks me out of my furious arousal for just a moment—just long enough to register the words that have come out of my mouth. My eyes widen.

“S-sorry,” I stutter. “I don’t know what came over me, I—”

Before I can finish talking, L squeezes my thighs with a fierce urgency, assaulting me with another deep kiss before throwing me atop the daybed.

The impact causes the breath to fly out of me, but L doesn’t give me a chance to recover—he lowers himself against my body, seizing my wrists and pinning them above my head.

He hovers over me for a moment, his chest heaving, his eyes glossy with need. His lips glint, wet and raw.

He’s strong—stronger than I realized—keeping my arms in place, making it impossible to escape. For some reason, my position incites no fear, but rather fills me with exhilaration.

L is taking control of me, just like I demanded, and I’m ready for it.

Even so, I have no intention of making myself easy prey—I bare my teeth and resist my restraints, but the eager glint in my eyes and mischievous grin on my lips is enough indication for L that I’m right where I want to be.

Both of his hands occupied keeping me down, L bends his head and rips my shirt with his teeth, tearing just enough to expose a sinful glint of cleavage.

He stares, admiring his handiwork for a moment, before dropping his kiss to my chest. He drags his tongue up my sternum, teasing the exposed flesh, and growls at my needy whines.

Blood roars in my ears, so loud I wouldn’t have noticed him make a sound if not for the deep rumbling throughout his body, grinding against mine.

Between pants, I ask, “Do you think—it will hurt—this time?”

L’s ministrations never slow, the strokes of his tongue only getting harder. He nudges my split shirt off to the side, finally letting my breasts free, and hums his consideration.

“I’d like to tell you no,” he murmurs, “but I imagine you’re still quite…raw.”

The more I think about it, the more it makes sense—something inside of me tore last night, leaving a trail of blood across my thigh. It won’t ever revert to the way it was before, but, with time, it will still heal. That said, it’s only been a day, which can scarcely be deemed an adequate recovery period.

“You appear tentative,” L tells me. “Shall I stop?”

“No.” My answer is immediate, out before I even know it’s what I want. I moisten my lips. “I mean, please. Don’t stop.”

With a small smirk, L obliges, dipping his head back down to stimulate my breasts.



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