Fierce (Wolf Ranch 5)

The only thing I could do was give Charlie a break. A mental one. Whenever I got her beneath me, she gave over to our actions. She gave in to my commands although I wasn’t all that bossy between the sheets. She let go, forgot. It was a treasured gift that she trusted me so much that she didn’t have to think, didn’t have to do anything but feel.

I doubted she even knew how much of a gift that was.

I could give her more of that, and the best way to do it, the best way I could think of for someone who just needed to hand everything over was to tie her up.

I hadn’t been lying to her about my intentions.

All she had to do was lie there and come.

When I shut the bedroom door behind us, she turned to face me. She tipped her chin up and met my gaze. “This tying up thing, it’s not like calf roping, like in the rodeos, right?”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “Calf roping ties the legs together. I want your legs spread wide apart.”

Her mouth fell open as she caught my drift.

“Doll, stop thinking.”

She pursed her lips in reply.

I stepped toward her, cupped her face. Kissed her. “Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?”

Her gaze skittered away.

“Do you have any idea how beautiful you are going to be with these around your wrist?”

I dropped one hand, grabbed the handcuffs off my utility belt.

“Oh my God, it’s like every woman’s fantasy.”

I couldn’t help but grin. “I know I am.”

She smacked me on the arm.

“You okay with this? It’s taking what we’ve been doing to a new level.”

She looked up at me then began unbuttoning her shirt. “Will you shut up already? Less talk, more dick.”

I tossed the handcuffs on the bed, set the key on the bedside table where it would be easy to reach… just in case. I stripped off my utility belt then the rest of my clothes as I watched Charlie do the same.

When she was completely bare to me, I circled around her, took in every ebony inch of her. Fucking stunning.

I grabbed the cuffs and clipped them onto one wrist, left the other side dangling.

“Crawl up the bed. Show me that gorgeous ass on the way.”

She did as told, and I had to take my dick in hand as I watched her on hands and knees, her ass and pussy on perfect view for me before she dropped onto her back.

I stalked after her, coming over her and taking her cuffed wrist and lifting it over her head. I took the other and brought it up beside it, but caught the chain around the slat of the headboard then clicked the cuff around her other wrist.

Her head was tilted back as she looked up at what I’d done. Then she tugged, testing the restraint. She wasn’t going anywhere. As a shifter, I could break the slat on the headboard with a swift tug with my hand, but she didn’t know that.

“Okay?” I asked, looking in her eyes for reaction as much as her words.

She nodded, licked her lips, then gave me the verbal “Yes” I wanted.

“Good girl.” I kissed her on the lips, but didn’t linger. I had so much more of her body to get my mouth on. Her nipples drew my eye, and I visited one, then the other, warming her up slowly.

We’d been wild and frantic for each other. This time, I was going to take my time. Savor. Even if my wolf and my dick were in disagreement.

“Did you know I was a tit guy?” I asked, taking a turgid tip into my mouth.

“Levi,” she breathed. “You’re going to drive me crazy, aren’t you?”

I glanced up at her from the valley between her breasts. Grinned. “That’s the plan.”

I had to hope Clint or Rob would clear everyone out of the downstairs because things were going to get loud. Loud enough where Rob, Willow and Colton would probably hear Charlie from the main house. Too bad. I’d heard them all often enough.

Charlie groaned.

I kissed my way down to her navel, then lower and lower still, using my hands to spread her thighs wide, so I could settle between. “I like your tits, doll, but I love your pussy.”

And I showed her how much.

CHARLIE

“Levi,” I cried again. The guy was ruthless with his tongue. I wasn’t going to survive this. Every ion in my being was focused on the tip of his tongue and how it flicked over my clit. Was he following the alphabet? A compass? I couldn’t tell north from south, A from G. All I knew was that I liked that swirl, and I liked it right there.

“Levi!” I screamed when he pushed me over with one little flick of his wicked tongue.