“That’s it, baby. You’re so wet and pretty for me already. Could keep you like this all night and never get tired of it. Make you come on my hand, on my face, on my thighs until these jeans smell like you and only you.”
My hands roved over the muscles of his chest and torso. He wasn’t like a dehydrated movie star where every part of him was striated to the high heavens. No, he was real.
Thick, muscular, and so fucking strong.
It was too much. As my nails sank into his pecs and two of his fingers curled inside me, my orgasm hit me like a wrecking ball. My legs tried to snap together, and my back tried to arch off the bed, but Cas’s delicious weight was on top of me, and I didn’t want it to leave me.
“Fuck, Cas!
Fuck!” Not exactly eloquent, but I was honestly surprised that I could speak at all. I probably would have bitten my own tongue if Cas didn’t start kissing me again.
It was almost like he was trying to drink in my orgasm. He was the grounding anchor to the deluge of ecstasy racking my body. Had I ever come that hard before? My recall wasn’t exactly the greatest at the moment, but I was pretty sure I hadn’t.
“There you go,” Cas rumbled as I started to come down. Once I could open my eyes and interpret what he was saying, I started to feel a little self-conscious. I’d just had one of the best orgasms of my life, and we were only on the preamble. “You were incredible.”
“I was incredible?” I asked, a bit more wheezy than I would have liked. “Pot meet kettle.”
He laughed softly, and that sound had my libido flaring right back up. I tended to be a one-and-done girl when I orgasmed, so my willingness to go again surprised me. Granted, I rarely climaxed during foreplay. Usually, it was with the help of a vibrator after my partner finished.
“I’m ready.” God, I was so ready. I was dripping for him. But for the third, frustrating time, when I reached for his belt, Cas stilled me.
“I would love nothing more than to be inside you right now, but I’ve learned from experience that my partners often need a little extra prep.”
“Extra prep?” I teased. I loved how easy everything was with Cas. The sex was intense, yes, but the laughter made it all so much more magnificent. The mood shifted so naturally without either of us having to try to engineer it. “I’ve had guys say that to me before, but unless you’re truly massive, I promise I’m fine.”
He raised an eyebrow, and to my surprise, he gently took my hand, pressing my palm to the front of his pants and the erection I’d had my eyes on. While the dark slacks hadn’t hidden it, I suddenly discovered that it had done a lot of obscuring, because holy hell, he was packing!
“You know, maybe one more time couldn’t hurt,” I said with a sheepish grin. After all, it had been a long time for me.
And God, the wicked smile that bloomed across his face would have made me clench my thighs if one of his legs wasn’t still posted between them. “Your wish is my command.”c1UM
Castiel
Surprise Deductions
Three times.
I managed to make the beautiful, wonderful, entrancing woman below me come three times before my jaw reached the point of filing a formal resignation. Otherwise, I might have just kept going, because I was a man possessed.
I loved her smell, her taste. I lived for the way her thighs clamped around the sides of my head, the way her walls clamped down on my fingers like she wanted more. Always more.
I wasn’t a martyr-of course, I wanted to be inside of her and lose myself in her heat, but that kept falling to the background every time she told me she was approaching her orgasm. Her pleasure far outweighed my own. I could come anytime I wanted, but there was only so long I would be allowed to worship at her altar, and I wanted to make the most of it.
When her breathing was ragged, her voice hoarse, and her thighs shaking, the last of my delayed gratification faded. I needed to be inside of her. My wolf was beside himself, howling to breed like never before.
“Do you have condoms?” I asked softly. I’d brought my own, just in case, but I’d learned it was best to ask partners because they often had condoms that worked best for them, especially in the case of allergies. And while I wasn’t exactly in the habit of sleeping with humans, this wasn’t my first time.
“I’ve got the implant,” Felicia said after a bit of a delay, and it stoked my ego quite a bit to see such a self-assured, put-together woman so fallen apart below me. She looked fucked-out and bleary-eyed, her cheeks red and a dewy layer of sweat all over her. Maybe some would be put off by that, but I loved it. It was natural, and proof of exactly what I’d done to her. Even though I was right in front of her, witnessing it, feeling it, it was still hard to believe it was real.
Now normally, her having an implant was only half the battle, but with my accelerated healing ability, the only disease I could get was the Feral Wilds and wolfsbane poisoning, neither of which I’d find in a human sexual partner. I also didn’t have anything I could transfer to her. Hearing that she was protected from any of the breeding my wolf so desperately wanted to do was more than enough.
I ripped my belt through its loops so quickly that Felicia gave a startled laugh before giving me a rueful grin. When I sent her a questioning look, she chuckled a bit more.
“I wanted to do that,” she said with a playful whine that let me know she wasn’t really serious.
“Next time,” I promised.
“Next time? Awfully confident, aren’t you?”
In response, I kissed her again-she didn’t seem to mind that I still tasted like her. “Do I have a reason not to be?”
I was being cocky, but everything with Felicia was so easy that I couldn’t help myself. I didn’t mean that in a disparaging way. We just gelled so well in pretty much every way-conversation, attraction, and even the way we treated others. I would never get the image of her all curled up with a group of young shifters out of my head, and I never wanted to. Felicia radiated kindness just as much as she radiated confidence and poise. I was viscerally attracted to her in a way I never quite knew it was possible, but I certainly wasn’t complaining about it.
“I guess that depends on this next part, doesn’t it?”
The heat in her dark eyes was enough to immolate me on the spot.
Thankfully, however, I did not spontaneously combust. Instead, I opened my slacks and pulled my cock out of my underwear. Although I wasn’t some knot-headed alpha who was obsessed with their size, I did feel a wave of gratification at Felicia’s sharp intake of breath.
I was rock hard, nearly straining from how long I had made myself wait. Pre-cum glistened on the tip. My body was screaming, and I was sure if I got inside her immediately, I would die then and there.
But I knew better. No matter how much my wolf howled, no one had ever died from being patient or considerate. And while I fully intended to flip Felicia’s world inside out, upside down, and any other way she would let me, I had to be patient to get to that point.
“You ready?” I asked, gripping myself.
“Can anyone actually be ready for something like that?”
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