Hunger of the Heart (Wolves of Ravenwillow Book 1) (16 page)

Descending once more until his nose brushed hers, a tremble danced through her body as he threaded his hand in her waves of hair. He’d yet to kiss her and already she was trembling with need. Her eyes were on his, watching him with…fear?  Reaching his senses out to her, he scented her desire for him, but beneath her heady scent calling to him was something he’d not noticed before. Fear. Fear of him?

His wolf whined at this realization. Unsure how to get rid of the bitter scent of fear that distracted him from everything else, he withdrew his clutching fingers from her tresses to stroke the back of his fingers down her cheek.

“What is wrong, Rebecca?” He asked softly. Closing the small space between their faces, he brushed his lips against hers. His kiss was gentle, coaxing and calming. Beneath him he felt her tense and gasp against his mouth.

His hardened cock pulsed through his pants with need. Her scent was affecting him more every second that passed. He had to have her. He would have her, but first he felt a stronger need rise up in him; the need to protect and reassure her. Easing back, he felt pride fill his chest as some of her apprehension in her eyes had faded in response to his kiss. The warm brown color now shimmered with a glazed look of desire—only desire.

Breathing heavily, Rebecca’s hands rose to touch him, but at the last instant her delicate hands curled into small fists before lowering to her sides at the bed. Was she afraid to touch him? Closing her eyes, she appeared to be gathering courage to say something to him. He waited until her eyes slowly lifted to his again and she spoke.

“I’ve…never…I mean…” with a groan she covered her face with her hands. Eric concentrated on following and deciphering what she was trying to say to him. With realization, he felt his beast grow ten times stronger within his chest. She was…a
virgin
?

Only ours! We are her first and last forever. Claim her now!

Shaking off the possessive thoughts of his wolf, he shared down at her uncertain gaze. “You’ve never been with anybody? Even at your age?” Eric didn’t really know how old Rebecca was in fact, but he knew enough to know that she was old enough to have had several lovers. So why hadn’t she?

Shaking her head as heat flooded her face; Rebecca’s next words answered his unspoken question. “I never really wanted to, until tonight or…” her worlds trailed off as her cheeks heated further.

“Until me.” Eric finished, pride filling his voice.

Biting down on her bottom lip, Rebecca nodded slowly. “I want to know what I have been missing out on, Eric. Will you show me?”

Eric nearly groaned aloud at her sweet, innocent plea. It was all he could do to not fall upon her, shredding the offending skirt and blouse and claim her body for his own. At the thought, his wolf rose up faster and stronger than ever before. Grappling for control, his eyes squeezed closed as his hands curled tightly into the bedspread at the sides of her face.

“Eric?” Rebecca’s soft voice echoed in his ears as he fought against not only his need of her, but his wolf’s as well.

Snarling with defeat once Eric’s strong will overcame his inner beast, Eric felt his wolf sink back into the dark corners of his mind, relinquishing control. Once he was certain that his wolf was contained, his eyes snapped open. Not about to give her an opportunity to change her mind, his lips covered hers so abruptly that he stole the air from her lungs.

Groaning against her lips, he hands dipped beneath her skirt, following the warm skin of her thighs until her firm buttocks filled his hands. Squeezing the globes in his hands, he lifted her off the mattress to hold her loins against his throbbing shaft. The material of his pants did nothing to hide his need of her, but only served to irritate him that he couldn’t feel her skin against his own.

Almost against his will, his hips bucked, thrusting his shaft against the soft apex of her thighs. With this action, Rebecca gasped against his lips, her hands rising up to clutch at the back of his neck. The moment her lips parted beneath his, he took advantage. Sweeping his tongue forward, he explored her mouth. The taste of her exploded among all his sense, nearly taking him over the edge. Everything that he’d denied himself of her no longer mattered. He couldn’t—he wouldn’t wait for her a second longer.

Breaking the kiss, they both stared at each other, both of them struggling to draw in enough air for a single breath. Unable to stand not feeling her soft skin against his own, Eric swiftly ripped his shirt over his head before tossing it across the room. “I can’t decide what to do to you first.” He breathed out roughly against her lips. Moving his hands from their possessive hold of her buttocks, he slid them down to cover her outer thighs, smoothing and shaping the warm, silky skin with reverent strokes.

“My mouth waters with the thought of putting my mouth here.” His hand cupped her sex causing Rebecca to arch into his hand. “You want me to taste you, don’t you? You want to feel my mouth on there; sucking and licking you until you can’t stand it. But your sweet sex isn’t the only place I plan on tasting tonight. There is so much I want and plan to do to you tonight.” Leaning back, he grinned wickedly down at her. If it were possible, her delicious scent intensified and filled the air everywhere. Closing his eyes with pleasure, he deeply inhaled. Gods, she was like a fucking drug. He wanted to be surrounded by that scent every damn day.

Still clutching at his neck, Rebecca’s small nails dug into his skin at his words. “Eric…” she gasped as his hand between her thighs began to slide back and forth against the front of her panties. “Please…”

“But first,” he began, pulling his hand from beneath her skirt. “I want to see you—all of you.” With those whispered words, Eric slid his hands from her thighs to her hips and to her blouse. Starting from the bottom, he slipped one black button free at a time. The silky material of her blouse parted to reveal her the curve of her stomach and more creamy skin as he went.

Fear crept over her chest like a spear of ice at Eric’s whispered words. Her wide eyes watched with tribulation as his hands began flicking each button of her blouse open from the bottom. Already the labels of her scarlet blouse had fallen open to display the plump flesh of her stomach. If he undid two more buttons he would see her scars. If Eric saw her scars he would know the truth. This couldn’t be happen! She had to stop him.

Fighting against the delicious heat that pooled in her loins, her hands gripped his wrists with surprising speed, attempting to halt his movements. Eric’s eyes leapt to hers with surprise.

She shook her head. “Stop…” the single word emerged with a soft gasp. “Not that.”

Confused, Eric quirked an eyebrow at her as his hands stilled on the fourth button. “Why not?” Releasing his wrists, Rebecca’s hands lifted to the top of her blouse, fisting the material over her heaving breasts almost protectively.

“I’m not comfortable…” her words trailed off when Eric’s weight shifted away from her as he suddenly moved to lie beside her. With his large, powerful arm curling around the top of her head on the mattress, he leaned closer. His expression wasn’t angry or even put out like she’d expected. Instead he looked down at her with a soft expression.

“I want you to be comfortable, Rebecca. With me and with what’s about to happen between us. I’ve wanted this too badly to fuck it up now. But you have to trust me at some point.”

Biting her lip, Rebecca looked away from him, before reluctantly nodding. “Just...not tonight?” she pleaded. It wouldn’t matter anyway. There would be no other time after tonight. But she didn’t’ want to worry about her secretive scars or fear of discovery. She wasn’t to be blinded to everything around her tonight except for Eric.

Nodding, Eric reached up to cover one of her heavy breasts in his large palm, instantly her nipples hardened, pushing at the thin material of her bra and blouse to stab at his hand. Finding the hard bud straining forward, he flicked the hard nub with his thumb as he covered her lips with a gentle touch. His lips, tongue and teeth lavished attention on her mouth as his hand slid from her breast to slide along the warm slope of her stomach before traveling upward and disappearing beneath her blouse.

At the feel of his hot hand against her stomach, Rebecca jumped, startled; she broke away from his lips. “Eric! You agreed—”

“I agreed to keep it on and I agree not to look. I never said that I wouldn’t get your soft breasts into my hands though.” To prove his point, Eric’s hands slid up further. The closer his hand moved toward her breasts, she shivered as gooseflesh with heated awareness slid over her skin following the trail of his burning hand.  Air left her lungs the moment that Eric’s hand met the thin material of her bra. Shoving the lacy cups out of his way, Rebecca found herself engulfed by his scorching hands. The moment his hand closed over her uncovered breast, her womb clenched and her hips flexed beneath him at his touch.

“Eric…” she gasped as he kneaded her soft flesh before his touch became teasing and his attention turned on her aroused nipple.

Using his thumb as forefinger, he teased the hard peak with plucking strokes. Without warning, his head lowered toward her covered chest. Before she could guess his intent, his hot mouth found her other breast through the thin material of her blouse. Finding her nipple straining against the silk fabric, he drew it into the burning cavern of his mouth, silk and all. Flames licked at her insides at the feel of his mouth on her breast as his hand and fingers caressed and teased her other. The wet silk of her blouse slid back and forth over her nipple like a teasing caress while Eric mouth began drawing hard.

Closing her eyes, she moaned at the feeling. Her hands reached up to fist tightly in the turfs of his hair, holding him to her as he lavished attention upon her heavy aching breast. Her eyes jumped open as his teeth nipped and pulled at her pulsing nipple. Who would have thought that such a simple act would feel so good? Rebecca panted as a rush of liquid heat rushed between her thighs as every muscle in her body coiled tighter and tighter. Before the flames of her desire could completely consume her, Eric’s face lifted away from her breast as his hand beneath her blouse pulled away. Lifting her dazed gaze to his, she saw that his eyes glowed as he appeared nearly frenzied.

Moving quickly, his hands shot down to her skirt, franticly searching for a zipper before he gave up and simply began tugging the soft material down her thighs. “I have to taste you.” He growled out. “Now.” His heavy breaths coming out more harsh and rough than ever before.

Startled, Rebecca looked at him with wide eyes. Surely he didn’t mean that he intended to…no it wasn’t possible, people didn’t do that…did they? Heart pounding faster and mouth going dry; she gulped past the nervous lump that formed in her throat. “Eric? I don’t think…” her words died on her lips as her shirt was jerked free and flung away.

Smoothing his hands over her hips, Eric’s fingers hooked in her lacy boy thong before tossing those across the room as well. Sliding down the bed, Eric’s hands cupped her trembling legs from behind her knees, spreading her for his gaze. Instantly, Rebecca rushed to cover herself, her face becoming so hot that she would had thought it was on fire. Chuckling at her attempt, his hands took possession of her wrists, pulling them up before pinning them at either side of her head as he rose over her. A spark of pleasure shot through her as his concealed shaft slid against her thigh with his movement.

“Don’t do that.” he whispered gently.

Her heart pounded so hard she could practically feel the heavy beats in her throat. “What?” she breathed out.

“Cover yourself. Don’t do that again. I want to see, taste and touch all of you and eventually I will.” He whispered firmly, his eyes sweeping over her whole body in indication.

Swallowing, Rebecca squirmed beneath him. “But…I…why would you…?” Lord, what was wrong with her? She couldn’t even say it. Though the mere thought of Eric’s mouth on her sex, make her practically climax on the spot, she never actually thought he would do such a thing. That was just something people did in books…wasn’t it?

Smirking at her discomfort, Eric pressed an open kiss to the underside of her chin and then down her neck, nipping with his teeth at the soft skin over her pounding pulse, he lifted his head. “Did you really think this sweet place between your hot thighs was safe from me?” Rebecca felt her womb clench at his words.

Oh God, I’m so done for…

Shaking his head, Eric’s grin widened and nearly turned sinister. “I plan on thoroughly tasting you there, until you never know what it was like before I did.” Pausing he let go of her wrists as he slid down the bed back to his previous spot between her spread legs. “Don’t move your hands; keep them right where I left them.” He ordered with a grin.

Unable to control herself, she fisted her hands in the comforter beneath her as her whole body seemed to tremble with anxiety and anticipation. As her thighs were spread wider when his shoulders pressed between them, Rebecca felt she would jump out of her skin with waiting. She was both terrified and excited. It was an exhilarating combination. When his mouth settled over her aching clit, she jumped. “Eric!”

Briefly, he lifted his mouth from her sex, his hands gripping the back of her thighs tightly. “Shh.” He hushed slowly. “You cannot be too loud or else you’ll wake Emma and Travis.” The image he invoked nearly had Rebecca scrambling away from him. Why hadn’t she thought of that? just when she was about to call the all thing off, Eric’s lips settled over her clit once more, sucking and nipping at the aching flesh.

“Oh...shit.” she moaned, her hips arching upward toward his mouth in reaction.

Eric chuckled against her clit as he briefly lifted his lips off her to swipe at the small, swollen bud of nerves with his tongue. “Such language. Tisk, tisk.” He teased, his teasing tongue slipping lower along her sex. The sensations building at each flick and swipe of his tongue and caress of his lips were maddening her. The pressure that coiled tighter and tighter within her was too much to bear.

“Eric,” she gasped out helplessly. “Stop, I can’t do this. It’s too much.”

Not answering her, Eric flicked his tongue against the entrance of her sex before slowly drawing it back up to the top of her clit. Back and forth his tongue went, up and down always ending with his lips wrapped around the top of her clit. Just when she thought she would go crazy with what was being done to her, she felt something else touch her sex. It was his hand. His seeking fingers explored her wet petals with slow strokes.

“Damn, I knew you would feel like this. Perfect and mine.”

“I’m not—” she was about to tell him that she wasn’t his when one of his fingers gently penetrated her channel, cutting off her words. It was strange having his finger inside her; she didn’t know how to react. His finger began to move, retreating only to return, pushing through her soft passage. His mouth began drawing and his tongue flicking against her clit as he began to move his finger faster.

Her hips bucked as the inferno inside her had grown out of control. Much to her confusion she felt her inner wall flex over and over, gripping his thrusting finger tightly. “Eric—!” she cried out as she felt the tight pressure within her explode. Struggling for air, her body thrown into wave after wave of desire. Barely having enough time to censor her reaction, her hands shot up, clamping over her mouth as she cried out. She moaned behind her hands as pleasure shot though her over and over again like arcs of lightening as Eric’s mouth continued to drive her higher.

“That’s it.” he cooed rising up on his knees, his hand planted on the mattress beside her left hip as his other hand was still buried between her thighs continued to move back and forth as his thumb stroked her clit in fast circular strokes. “Fuck, you’re sexier than ever like this.” with those husky words whispered above her a second finger joined his first, continuing their thrusting dance within her silken channel. The small bite of pain at being stretched by his fingers was barely noticeable as the tsunami of desire continued to overtake her.

When the raging waves of her orgasm began to dwindle, Rebecca felt her body fall into a nearly drugged state. Her hands limply fell from her mouth to fall at her sides. Panting, her dazed eyes met his. “So that’s what I’ve been missing out on all this time.” She remarked with a faint smile.

“Not so fast,” Eric said with a smile. “It's not over yet.”

Earlier she’d debated whether having sex with Eric was a wise decision. Now she knew.

I am so done for…

* ~ * ~ *

Deep inside himself, Eric’s wolf was in frenzy. The taste of her had been divine and had nearly driven him to pin her down as he took her like his beast demanded. Watching as Rebecca came apart in his arms was almost enough to make him explode. Once her eyes became glazed with the aftermath of her orgasm, Eric felt his balls tighten as his shaft pulsed with painful need. There was no way that he couldn’t wait a second longer.

With fumbling hands, he shoved his pants and boxers down his legs, allowing his straining hard length to spring free. Grasping the back of her bent knees, he pulled her legs up around his hips as he moved over her. Breath exploded out of his lungs as the tip of his shaft brushed against the wet petals of her sex briefly. Wrapping his hand around the base, he trailed the head of his cock up and down the length of her dewy sex. Beneath him, Rebecca gasped and writhed at the feel of his hard length.

“Eric…” she moaned softly. Though there was need in her voice, looking down he could see uncertainty in her eyes. This was her first time and he would need to remain in control for as long as he could.

Good luck with that.
His wolf scoffed.

Gritting his teeth against the feel of her soft skin sliding against him, he attempted to sooth her. “I’ll be gentle, Rebecca.” When the uncertainty in her gaze didn’t fade, he pressed his forehead against hers before brushing a gentle kiss over her parted lips. “Trust me.” He whispered against her lips.

He felt her inhale deeply before she nodded. “Alright.”

Sighing at her acceptance, Eric continued to kiss her as he positioned himself at her entrance. Slowly his hips pressed forward. Barely breaching her entrance, he felt his wolf howling with joy and pleasure. Fuck, she was tight, tighter than she’d been around his fingers as he’d pleasured her. Panting heavily, he moved further into her. Rebecca’s eyes were squeezed shut as her breathing was just as harsh as his own. His claws shot from his fingertips as her squeezing inner walls fluttered around his shaft. Moving another few inches deeper, he felt his spine tingle with painful need as the tip of his cock nudged her maidenhead.

His mind was swimming with pleasure of having her wet warmth wrapped around his aching cock. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt such pure, raw pleasure with another. It was too much and his constant self control was running out quickly. He wouldn’t be able to go slow this time, not even for his virgin partner. With a groan of regret he fisted his claws in the bedspread beside her shoulders as he lowered his mouth to hers. Covering her panting lips, he lovingly took her lips, easing the tension from her at his invasion. Pulling back, barely separating their lips he met her dazed eyes.

“Forgive me, Rebecca.” Before she had a chance to question what he’d meant, his teeth grinded together as he lunged forward, fully burying himself within her. The moment he ripped through her barrier, he covered her lips as she cried out into his lips. With great pain, he forced himself to remain still, allowing her to accept the pain he’d unfortunately brought her and preparing her for the pleasure he’d soon give her.