Chapter 181
With slightly trembling hands, I began to measure him, trying desperately to maintain professional composure. I noted his shoulder width, the breadth of
his chest, the narrowness of his waist. Devon stood perfectly still, but I could feel his heart racing beneath my fingertips.
When I knelt to measure his inseam, I felt the heat radiating from his body, my face inches from his thigh. I quickly stood up, cheeks burning.
As I stretched the tape along his arm length, Devon suddenly pulled me against him, burying his face in the crook of my neck and inhaling deeply.
“You smell like him,” he growled, his voice rougher than before.
“What?” I asked, confused.
“Shawn,” Devon clarified, his arms tightening around me. “His scent is all over you.”
I sighed, putting down the measuring tape. “We’re just friends, Devon.”
‘I don’t like other wolves‘ scents on you, he continued, his eyes flashing gold–a clear sign of his wolf rising close to the surface. “Especially this close to
the full moon.”
“You’re being a territorial old wolf,” I teased, trying to lighten the mood.
His response was a low growl that sent shivers down my spine. In one fluid motion, he lifted me and laid me gently on the bed, his body hovering over mine. The golden flecks in his eyes intensified as he looked down at me.
‘I need to punish you,” he whispered, his voice husky with desire.
His lips traced a burning path down my neck, across my collarbone, and lower still, lingering at my breasts with soft kisses and gentle nips that made my
washed over me. He took his time, his breath hitch. My fingers tangled in his dark hair, my eyes fluttering closed as sensations I’d never experience
warm touch. hands caressing my sides, sliding my clothes away with deliberate care, exposing more of my skin to the co
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured against my stomach, his kisses trailing downward, building an aching anticipation in me. I felt my pulse quicken, a mix of nervousness and excitement bubbling up–this was uncharted territory, and his every movement was coaxing me to surrender.
He moved lower, his strong hands gently parting my thighs as he settled between them, his breath warm and teasing against my most sensitive skin. Let me show you something new, love,” he murmured, his voice a soothing rumble. Trust me–I’ll make it good for you. Just relax and feel. He paused, his lips brushing feather–light kisses along my inner thighs, heightening the tension, making me squirm with anticipation. My heart raced, my body tensing in a blend of curiosity and vulnerability–I’d never been touched like this before, and the unknown thrilled and intimidated me.
Then, in that electrifying moment, his mouth finally descended, his tongue making its first gentle, exploratory contact. A sharp gasp escaped my lips, my legs instinctively clamping together around his head in a reflexive surge of overwhelming sensation–shock, pleasure, and a deep, primal heat that ignited
every nerve.
It was like nothing I’d ever felt; the warmth of his mouth, the soft pressure and teasing flicks, sent jolts of ecstasy through me, awakening my inner wolf with a fierce, restless energy. I panted heavily, my breaths coming in ragged bursts, my hands gripping his hair tighter as the wolf inside me stirred violently, her agitation growing with each intimate stroke.
“Devon… oh gods,” I whimpered, my hips bucking slightly against him, the newness of it all amplifying the intensity, pulling my primal side closer to the
surface.
With each deeper lick, each gentle suck, I felt my wolf thrashing more intensely, a storm of raw power building within. The sensations were overwhelming,
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