Chapter 29

Amanda hardly even noticed the pain. All she could feel was the power in the room that crackled between them and that invisible link that glowed in her mind and his body, hard and aroused against her own. It was almost perfect; this feeling, but there was something holding her back. There was something that wasn’t quite right. Without knowing how or why she understood that she had her own walls up as well. She knew that she had to let them go.

It occurred to her that her rescuer was holding her with his teeth by the side of her throat. While any half sane person would find such a thing disconcerting, this somehow comforted Amanda and her body relaxed back into his, letting him have her throat fully and letting the walls crumble away.

The instant it happened, they both knew it. It was like a nuclear explosion had gone off inside both of their bodies. Never before had Amanda ever felt anything like it. Pleasure so strong it made her knees go weak at the same instant that every nerve ending in her body cried out in agony. Amanda realized that it wasn’t just her body that was crying out. She was screaming and she was vaguely aware of a wolf howling. It sounded like it could have been in the house with them.

 Any thought of the wolf was forgotten as she realized that his strong hands were removing her clothing and his own at an alarming rate. She opened her mouth to object just as his tongue slid across the spot on her neck where he’d been biting her and her insides turned to warm liquid.

His hands were slightly rough on her soft skin. It was a contrast that sent thrills racing up and down her spine. His fingers found her nipples and the hard buds turned harder still as he began to roll and knead them between two fingers.

A gasp caught in Amanda’s throat as his other hand dipped into the front of her panties which were the only things he hadn’t managed to peel off of her already. He groaned against her ear as he felt how aroused she was. His fingers slid between her slick folds easily and he began to roll his fingertips around the hard little bud of her clitoris.

Her head rolled back and moaned in pleasure. The back of her head rested against his shoulder and her breath quickly became quick little gasps as he continued to work at her. When her body began to tremble and her moans began to rise in pitch, his fingers left her, drawing a frustrated little grunt of displeasure from her throat.

She was rewarded with a warm, lust-filled chuckle that only served to strengthen her ache for release. Suddenly her feet left the floor and he carried her into the bedroom and lay her down across the bed, then grabbed her by the hips and lifted her up onto her knees.

She should tell him. She had to tell him. She opened her mouth just as his fingers found her clit again and all that came out was a cry of delight. She struggled to get the words out. “I—“

It was too late. In one swift move, he had himself positioned and he buried himself all the way inside.

Once again, pleasure and pain merged together. A squeal of pain turned into a scream as her fingers clawed at the blanket beneath her as all thought became emotion and everything shattered around her. She cried out again and again as her orgasm ripped through her.