Free Reclaiming the Wolf (Cascade Shifters Book 1) by Jessie Donovan

by other people, but right here, with just the two of them, she didn’t hide her emotions. For a brief second, he wanted her to act like this always with him. Then he quickly pushed that thought aside. Sex was one thing, but having a relationship was quite another.
    He moved his free hand from her breast and slid it inch by inch down her stomach, stopping at the waistband of her jeans. He ran his finger under her shirt, and Kaya squirmed. She was still ticklish there.
    “Don’t even think of tickling me, Sylas.”
    He moved his finger again and she tried to jerk away. “Only if you take off your pants and underwear.”
    She attempted to glare, but then he tickled her again and she fought off a laugh. When he stopped, she managed to say, “Fine, but only if you take off your shirt.”
    He gave her one last rough kiss before he released her wrists. She waited with an expectant look as he tugged his wet t-shirt over his head. Both his ego and his cock drank in the female appreciation in her eyes as she devoured the defined muscles of his shoulders and chest before resting on the bulge between his thighs.
    Under her scrutiny, his dick let out a drop of precum.
    He cleared his throat, and Kaya went to work. He tried not to laugh as she tugged at her wet jeans, the suckers not wanting to come off. When she finally succeeded, she tossed them on the far side of the cave before doing the same with her underwear. She was about to remove her t-shirt when he moved to stop her hands with his. “Don’t. Your breasts will distract me from focusing on your beautiful, pink pussy.”
    She huffed, “Sy, you don’t have to use fake pretty words. Just give me an orgasm and I’ll be happy.”
    He framed her face with his hands and caressed her cheeks with his thumbs. “They aren’t fake words.” He kissed her and tugged at her bottom lip with his teeth before he released it. “Now, spread your legs.”
    She shook her head as she widened her stance, and he slowly ran his hands down her body until he was kneeling before her. He leaned forward and breathed deep. “Yes, you still have the best smelling pussy I’ve ever known.” He opened his eyes and looked up. “And now I’m going to devour you.”
     
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    As Kaya look down into the molten-green eyes of the gorgeous man at her feet, she felt two things she hadn’t felt in a long while. She felt both pretty and desired.
    To be honest, she hadn’t realized just how much she’d missed this sort of intimacy. Hell, she’d hopped around on one leg trying to get off her wet jeans, and Sy had barely kept from laughing. To most people, it was no big deal. But to a leader who always had to be strong, or sympathetic, or comforting, or any of the other million things her position required, it was a relief to just be an imperfect woman and not care about how her every action would be judged.
    Sy rubbed the sensitive skin of her inner thigh and she forgot about everything else but the friction of his hand. “Kaya, you’re thinking too hard. I think I need to fix that.”
    She didn’t feel comfortable enough to say, “Yes, make me forget about everything but your tongue.” Instead, she lowered a hand to his hair and pushed him toward her core. “Well, then hurry up.”
    He grinned and her breath hitched. This older Sylas might have a scar on his chin and wrinkles at the corner of his eyes, but age had been good to him.
    When he lifted her leg, she pushed her free hand against the rock wall behind her to balance as he maneuvered her leg over his shoulder. Once the skin on the back of her knee made contact with his hot, hard shoulder, he leaned in and licked her from slit to clit, and she forgot about everything else but the feel of his wet tongue’s assault on her nerves.
    As he licked and lapped, his two-day-old whiskers rubbed against her thighs and swollen pussy lips. She loved the friction of his scruff against her sensitive skin. Later, she wanted to feel it rubbing against