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her clit rubbing to his muscular thigh
with enough force to ramp up her need but nowhere near enough friction to get
her off. And then he was pushing off her.
    Ready to demand he return, Holland sat up to find
him stripping off the jeans. Tongue-tied yet again, she started to pant when he
straightened to show everything he had going for him. His cock was thick, long,
and had a slight upward curve. The head was a deeper color and she could almost
see it pulsing in time with his heart. She wanted his cock, in her mouth, in
her pussy, wherever. But she wanted it now.
    Reaching out, she wasn’t all that surprised when
she found herself flat on her back from a tug to her ankles, and her panties
practically torn from her body. She’d never really understood how some women
liked to be manhandled in bed. But in that moment, she completely got it, and
wanted more.

 
    Chapter Twelve
     
    Her arousal perfumed the air to the point Jakob could barely hold back his wolf. Holland was
everything he’d ever dreamed about having for his mate. Lush curves that said
she was all woman, a brain, and a mouth that could deliver equal parts humor
and sarcasm. He was halfway in love with her already and he barely knew her. In
some ways he knew all that he needed, in others he wanted to know more.
    Climbing back onto the bed, he moved her up farther
before easing down to press his skin to hers. She let out a shaky sigh when he
settled fully over her, a sentiment he could second. He ducked his head to
press an open mouthed kiss to her pulse, enjoying the flutter it gave on
contact.
    Her arms wound around his neck, one hand burrowing
into his hair to grab hold. Using it like a guide, he began to kiss a path down
her chest. He already knew her breasts were sensitive, especially her nipples.
Turning his focus there for a time, he teased the tight tips until her nails
raked over his scalp. Then he continued down.
    Jakob pressed her legs apart, his shoulders keeping her spread wide open for
whatever he wanted to do. Blowing out a breath over her damp folds, he grinned
when her fingers tightened in his hair. The slight bite of pain spurred him on.
    A quick lick had him grinding his cock to the
bedding in an attempt to stave off his orgasm. She tasted even sweeter than he
would have guessed. Gently, Jakob spread her folds
open and inhaled her heady scent. Another lick had her squirming enough he
threw an arm over her hips to keep her where he wanted her. Then he got down to
business.
    Each lick had her fighting to get closer to him. He
knew what she wanted, and knew too she was on the edge. Pushing a finger into
her body, he began to toy with her clit using his tongue and teeth. Her
reaction was immediate. With a keening sound, she arched up, her breasts aimed
at the ceiling, and shook through an orgasm.
    Even when she collapsed on a low moan Jakob didn’t let up. Licking at her quivering flesh, he
took everything she’d given, and demanded more. He pressed in a second finger
stretching her more while switching between flicking her clit with his tongue,
and lightly scraping his teeth over her inner thighs.
    Her second orgasm was harder, faster, and had her
swearing a blue streak. She grabbed at his hair and yanked. “No more, oh God.”
    Jakob licked his lips and pressed a kiss to her inner thigh before gently
withdrew his fingers. After he cleaned them off with a smile curling his lips,
he pushed up and prowled up her body. “You are gorgeous, Holland. I like
watching you come.” For the next one he wanted her to come around his cock and
milk him dry.
    He eased down to cover her body with his. Stroking
his hand up and down her side, he watched her while she fought for air. Her
cheeks, neck and upper chest were flushed a light pink. The short hairs around
her face were curled from her perspiration. Jakob liked seeing her like this, his primitive side puffing up in pride. He wouldn’t
tell her about that, she already thought him to be more caveman