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Silver moonlight slipped quietly into the room through the narrow openings between the curtains, casting pale streaks across the bed. The stillness that usually filled the space had long since vanished. In its place were the hushed, sinful sounds of Jacqueline’s breathless whimpers and trembling moans.
Her ears burned with embarrassment as the intimate, wet sounds reached her own ears proof of exactly what Damien was doing between her thighs.
He was no longer watching her. His focus had narrowed entirely to the task at hand, yet she remained bound by his command to keep her eyes open. She forced herself to watch him as he explored her body in ways that still felt forbidden.
Her breath caught sharply when his finger slid into her needy core.
Her body clenched instinctively around him.
He withdrew the finger slowly, only to push it back in again with a deliberate thrust that made her gasp. His lips brushed soft, lingering kisses across her sensitive skin as she bit down hard on her lower lip, fighting desperately to keep the indecent sounds from escaping.
Another startled gasp slipped from her when he added a second finger.
“Let go, baby… moan for me,” he growled directly against her.
The rumble of his voice vibrated against her most sensitive place, his hot breath fanning across her damp skin. The sound alone sent a wave of pleasure racing through her body.
Still, she tried to hold back.
For a brief moment she could swear she saw the ghost of a smirk on his lips.
Then his mouth closed around her sensitive center, sucking hard enough to make her whole body arch off the mattress.
A helpless sound tore free from her throat.
“Ohhh”
Her hand shot down instinctively, tangling in his hair as she gripped a fistful of it and pressed his face deeper against her heat.
A deep, rough laugh rolled from Damien’s chest.
She felt the vibration ripple straight through her core, making her jolt and whimper helplessly.
It was one of those rare moments where she witnessed something unexpected from him. Never in her life had she imagined Damien laughing especially not like this, with his face buried between her legs.
“Good girl,” he murmured approvingly.
Her entire body trembled uncontrollably. She tried to keep her voice down, tried to swallow her moans, but the more she attempted to suppress them, the harder and faster he worked against her.
Damien devoured her like a starving man, low growls rumbling from him as he tasted her again and again.
She was exactly the trembling mess he wanted.
Ever since he’d first tasted her, he’d been craving this moment. This had always been one of the darker fantasies he’d carried about her and there were countless others still waiting to be fulfilled.
If Jacqueline ever caught even a glimpse of the things he imagined doing to her, she might run far away.
But now it was too late.
The moment she allowed him to claim her, she had become his.
And even if she tried to run once she realized just how possessive he truly was… nothing would change the fact that she belonged to him.
“I… I’m… I’m going to come…” she stammered, her voice trembling.
His fingers began moving faster.
“Come for me, baby,” he growled.
That was all it took.
Her body tumbled over the edge. She muffled a cry as the pleasure crashed through her, but Damien showed no mercy. His fingers continued moving inside her, prolonging the wave of sensation long past its peak.
She tried to twist away, overwhelmed.
A warning growl rumbled from him as his hands clamped tightly around her thighs, holding her firmly in place.
His mouth returned to her sensitive flesh, his tongue beginning its relentless assault again.
Already oversensitive, she unraveled all over again within seconds.
Her back fell heavily against the bed as she struggled to breathe. One hand remained clenched tightly in the bedsheets above her head while the other lay limp beside her. Her thighs trembled violently with the lingering aftershocks of her intense release.
Damien finally pulled back.
Using the back of his hand, he wiped the dampness from his chin before letting his dark gaze travel slowly over her body.
She looked utterly breathtaking.
Delicate yet perfectly curved in every place that mattered.
His body responded immediately, his arousal throbbing painfully as the wolf inside him pushed forward restlessly. Every instinct in him screamed to mark her to make her undeniably his.
But he knew if he claimed her now, the wolf would take control completely.
And he wouldn’t stop.
Jacqueline’s dazed eyes fluttered open.
A shiver ran through her body when she realized his gaze was still roaming over her naked form.
She was a mess skin slick with sweat, strands of hair clinging to her face and neck. Her body still trembled as she slowly pushed herself upright.
He hadn’t even taken her completely, yet she felt thoroughly undone.
If anything, Damien had been the hungry one tonight.
She almost laughed weakly at the thought.
Maybe he should stay this hungry every day.
The thought flickered through her mind as she sat straighter, carefully avoiding his gaze.
Her eyes fell instead to the obvious bulge straining against the front of his jeans.
She swallowed.
Slowly, she crawled toward him.
A low curse slipped from Damien’s lips under his breath.
She had no idea what she was doing to him.
He shifted forward, now sitting at the edge of the bed. Jacqueline slid down onto the floor and knelt between his parted legs.
For a moment she glanced up at him.
He was watching her with a carefully controlled expression.
He needed her.
Her small hands lifted slowly until they rested over the hardness beneath his jeans.
He grunted softly, another curse escaping him as she began stroking him through the fabric. Every nerve in him screamed to grab her hair and pull her closer.
She was teasing him.
And he was already imagining her lips wrapped around him.
“Take it out,” he ordered.
Excitement fluttered through her chest.
She liked this side of Damien the one who took control without hesitation.
Sometimes she wondered how she had ended up so lucky.
Her fingers trembled slightly as she began working at the button of his jeans. She loosened his belt and fumbled with the metal clasp before sliding the buckle free.
Just as she reached for his zipper
A sharp knock echoed from the door.
“Jacqueline… I can’t sleep.”
Mathieu’s sleepy voice drifted through the apartment.
Both of them froze instantly.