She reached for Luc. Felt his mind just as his tongue jabbed sharply into her slick pussy, felt his love as his forefinger breached her bottom. Like a bolt of lightning, sensation upon sensation rocked her world as knowledge filled her soul. Tia’s cries cut off. She screamed, a long, low, drawn-out howl of pure, unadulterated pleasure, and then fell forward as Luc sat back on his heels to catch her. They tumbled gently to the floor.
Time paused. Tia’s heart fluttered. Her mind blossomed with unanswered questions, unexpected sensations.
The first thing she heard, past the sound of her own labored breathing, was Luc’s bark of triumphant laughter. Sprawled on his back on the living room floor, he held Tia against his chest. Her legs were spread wide, her breasts pressed against his chest and thick tangles of her damp hair covered part of his face.
Luc’s left hand caressed her back. The fingers of his right hand swept slowly up and down the crease between her legs. Bathed in her slick fluids, he trailed back and forth from clit to ass, bringing her back, holding her on the edge of yet another climax.
Her body hummed, still aroused and needy, but her thoughts spun wildly out of control. She forced herself beyond the unbelievably erotic decadence of lying naked across Luc’s fully clothed body, wriggled enough to free her arms from beneath her own weight and pressed down on the floor on either side of Luc’s shoulders. Raising up, reluctantly lifting her breasts away from his hard chest, she glared at him.
“Just what the hell do you think you’re doing?”
His fingers never broke rhythm. “Why? Don’t you like it?” She felt his chest rumble with another deep chuckle as his fingers slipped deep inside her pliant, needy vagina.
For some odd reason his comment irritated the hell out of her.
“That’s not the point. What happened?”
He laughed out loud this time. “I gave you one hell of an orgasm—at least that’s what it looks like from this vantage point.”
“You gave me something more, Luc.”
He frowned. The sweep of his fingers between her legs stilled. “What are you talking about?”
“I saw something, right before I came. Something I can’t explain. I saw me, through your eyes.” She rolled away from Luc’s suddenly loose grasp and sat beside him, legs folded Indian fashion. Luc raised up on his elbows and studied her. His hair was mussed, his lips swollen and glistening from his feast, but his eyes glittered, intent and watchful.
His amber eyes. Beautiful, golden eyes, just like the wolf of her dreams.
Tia shoved her mussed hair back over her shoulders and glared at him. None of this made sense. It had to make sense, or she’d think she was going nuts. “Explain this…. I was licking between my own legs. I felt my labia against my own tongue, tasted my own juices. At the same time, I was aware of the granddaddy of all hard-ons. I was in your head, Luc. Don’t deny it. How the hell did that happen? And why, when I was in your head, did I feel like I was…” She looked away and locked her teeth together to keep her chin from trembling. “I was something else. Something not altogether human. Can you explain that, Luc? Tell me I’m not imagining what happened. Either that or I’ll know I’m going crazy. Tell me.”
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