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  After gripping her thighs together for the briefest of moments, she released them and reached to help undo her pants.

  Her hands met with Jaxon’s. They seemed to battle to get her pants off as though neither could do it fast enough.

  Jaxon broke the kiss and straddled her body. He sat up and grabbed both her wrists. “I’ve got it,” he muttered.

  His gaze rested on her chest. He seemed to forget the pants and his hands landed on her breasts. The unexpected move sent a shiver down her body. A noise escaped her lips, and she couldn’t stop it. A moan, or almost a purr. She arched into his hands as he filled them with her breasts.

  “You’re so sexy. I love the little noise you make when I touch you.” He pinched both nipples at once and Brianna thought she would come undone from his touch alone. She wasn’t even naked. Far from it. How could anyone elicit such a response from her body?

  “I need to taste you.”

  What did he mean by that? She assumed he meant her chest, but in the next breath he scooted down to her knees and went to work on her pants. In record time, he undid the snap and zipper. Moments later he tugged off her boots and then pulled the fireproof pants off her body.

  “God, you have a lot of layers.” He grinned and glanced at her face. “How did I ever scent you as my mate under all this?”

  “If I recall correctly,” she mumbled, “you mistook me for a man.”

  “True.” He dropped the pants next to them. “Why do I find this long underwear set of yours so sexy? It’s formfitting. I can see every curve.”

  “Base layer.”

  “Huh?” Jaxon straddled her once again.

  “It’s called a base layer. Fire resistant…”

  “Uh huh.” Jaxon splayed his palms on her stomach and pushed the gray material of her shirt up until the heat of his fingers rested on her bare skin.

  Brianna took a deep breath.

  Jaxon’s gaze didn’t leave his hands as he gradually pushed her shirt up her chest.

  In an abrupt switch from slow motion to speed racer, he tugged the shirt over her head, leaving it tangled around her forearms. In a gravelly voice, he spoke. “Leave your hands here. If you touch me, I’ll come before I’ve had a chance to enjoy you.”

  Didn’t seem fair to Brianna. “What about me?”

  Jaxon smiled and lifted his gaze to her eyes while his fingers began to circle her nipples. “You are going to come over and over. I don’t have that same luxury. Two or three times will be my max.”

  Two or three times? What guy could do that?

  Brianna shook her head. It was cloudy up there. “I think you’re sadly mistaken if you think I can come over and over. You’ll be super lucky if I come once, and then only because I’ve never been this aroused in my life.”

  The smile on his face spread. “We’ll see.” He pinched her nipples and then plucked at them.

  Brianna bucked beneath him, her torso trapped by his body straddling her. Her eyes rolled back and she lost him from her line of vision.

  Jaxon shoved back a bit and leaned down. His body covered hers. She would have felt smothered normally, but instead, for some strange reason, she loved the way he got into her space.

  No man had ever commanded her quite like this. Shit. All he’d done was ask her to keep her hands above her head and threatened to consume her. Was that really dominant? Subtle, but still…

  Jaxon dipped his head, licked one nipple and then blew across the wet skin. Goose bumps rose all over her torso.

  “So sexy.” He moved to the other nipple and gave it the same treatment. Back and forth he traveled, setting up a pattern of plucking with his fingers on one nipple while licking and blowing on the other.

  Just when she thought she couldn’t take another minute of the torture, he sucked one straining tip into his mouth.

  Perhaps he’d been right. She almost came. The torture was exquisite.

  “God, Jax.” She rolled her head to the side and stared at the flickering light of her headlamp. The battery would surely go dead, but she didn’t care right now. “Please… I need you inside me.” Begging was not something she’d ever done before. When in her past had a man done enough to prepare her before taking for himself? Never.

  “Not yet, baby.” He licked both nipples in succession and left them to cool in the open air while he wiggled his way down her body.

  Almost before she could contemplate what he’d done, her base layer pants disappeared, along with her panties and socks. Except for the material twisted around her wrists, she lay naked beneath him.

  Brianna dragged her gaze back to Jaxon’s face. She was fit, more fit than any woman she knew. Some guys found that attractive, most did not.

  Jaxon obviously did. He worshipped her with his gaze and the tips of his fingers.

  “Take your shirt off. I’m at a disadvantage here.” Her voice did not sound like her own. The pitch was low. The words broke up, syllables skipping over each other as though falling out of her mouth haphazardly.

  Jaxon whipped his shirt off and tossed it to the side with the growing pile of clothes.

  He lifted his head to her face then. “Shit. You must be uncomfortable.” He grabbed for the soft material pile of her pants and his shirt and stuffed them under her head.

  It hadn’t occurred to her even for a second that she should be uncomfortable.

  The cave was warm. Warmer than it should have been, but there was a blazing fire outside, heating the chamber perfectly.

  Who cared about a little dirt under her?

  As Jaxon adjusted the pile of clothes under her head, she got a close-up of his chest. His pecs were firm and dark. Tan like that of a man who worked outside—bare-chested.

  She longed to run her palms over his torso, but the tangle of her shirt prevented any such thing right now. Later…

  Jaxon scooted back down her body. He trailed his fingers on a path from her neck to her thighs where he straddled her legs. She watched, growing wetter and hornier by the second. She no longer doubted she could come without much coaxing. She was so close.

  Jaxon lifted off her, spread her knees and then knelt in the V of her legs.

  She’d never been so exposed. He pressed her thighs farther apart. He didn’t touch her, just gazed at the juncture of her legs. The inspection made her squirm.

  “You shave.”

  She didn’t respond. First of all, he’d spoken the obvious. Second of all, she couldn’t find her voice.

  “I love it.”

  Brianna exhaled. Why did that please her? Who cared what he loved? This was a one-night—correction—one-day stand. As soon as the fire moved from the mouth of the cave, they would leave. She’d go back to helping fight this wildfire. He’d go back to his cabin in the woods. Right?

  A tremble shook her body under his perusal.

  He stroked the sensitive skin at the top of her thighs, his fingers barely grazing where she wanted him to grasp her firmly and ram into her.

  “So wet. You are so wet for me.”

  Brianna bit her lip. Did her clit pulse when he spoke?

  With no warning, Jaxon plunged one finger into her core.

  That was it. She came. She screamed, her voice echoing in the chamber.

  “That’s it, baby. So hot. So sexy. Your pussy is milking my finger so hard. God, you’re tight.”

  His words did not help. She kept convulsing around his finger in the longest orgasm she’d ever had.

  When she finally opened her eyes again, she tried to focus on the man hovering over her.

  “Please. I need you.”

  He ignored her. Instead, he scooted down her body farther and settled on his chest between her legs. The finger disappeared from her pussy to join all his other fingers holding her spread open before him.

  He replaced the digit with his tongue, his grip tightening on her thighs as she bucked into his mouth.

  “Oh. My. God.” Brianna whipped her arms over her head, but they were still useless, all t
ied up in her shirt. Somehow she’d managed to make it worse with all her squirming. She could only set the bundle over her chest.

  No brain cells were available to figure out the puzzle of her tangled arms because Jaxon chose that moment to lick over her clit, a long swipe of his tongue that took its time reaching the tip. The final flick made her buck again.

  “Jaxon.” Her breathy voice vibrated through her body.

  “Come for me again. Please, baby. I want to feel your clit throb against my mouth. Then I’ll give you what you want.”

  Jaxon latched onto her nub and sucked. As if that weren’t enough, he even nibbled around her clit with his teeth, the slight pain completely overshadowed by the intense pleasure.

  She’d never come twice in her life. Not even with her vibrator. Hell, she’d never come even once in this short a time frame. Maybe she should reconsider keeping him.

  Jaxon lifted his face and glanced at her over her tangled arms. “Come, Bri. Come around my mouth.” He resumed his torture and got what he wanted.

  Brianna shouted his name this time. “Jaxon. Oh, God. Jaxon.”

  Her clit pulsed between his lips. He didn’t let go, dragging out the orgasm even longer than the first.

  As she finally came down, Brianna yanked free of the shirt and grasped Jaxon’s head with both hands. “Inside me. Now,” she commanded.

  She’d had two orgasms, but her pussy was in no way appeased. She lacked that feeling of fullness only his cock could provide.

  “Are you sure?”

  “Jesus, Jax. I couldn’t be more sure.”

  Jaxon stood and unzipped his jeans. He dropped them to the ground and stepped out.

  As he nestled in the V of her legs, he took her mouth in a long kiss, his cock pressing against her clit.

  Finally, he pulled back to gaze into her eyes. At this close distance, he glanced from one eye to the other before settling back a few inches. “Brianna, this is serious. May I claim you? There is no going back. I know you’re thinking I’m loony and you won’t see me again after this encounter, but you’re wrong.”

  Brianna sucked in a breath. How could he know her so well?

  “Besides being bonded to me in a way that can’t be broken, you won’t want to break that connection. Your body will crave mine, demand to be taken, over and over again for several days…weeks. You won’t be able to deny the draw.”

  He seemed so serious. Either way, it didn’t matter. If he could elicit this kind of response from her even one more time, she’d be on board. She already craved him like a drug. How could it get any worse?

  If what he said was true by some miraculous chance, so be it. She was in.

  Brianna reached between their bodies for his cock. She stroked him from base to tip. “Take me, Jaxon. Now.”

  She guided him to her entrance and let go to grasp his ass with her fingers.

  Jaxon pushed into her in increments. He grit his teeth as he took his time.

  She wasn’t in the mood for slow though. Grabbing both cheeks of his ass, Brianna bucked up toward him, forcing him in to the hilt.

  Her vision clouded for a moment at the sheer fullness. Perfection. She was born to have this man inside her. They fit together like a glove. It sounded cliché even in her mind, but it was true.

  “Ahh.” Jaxon stiffened and held himself deep inside her. “Brianna… So…fucking…tight.” His words were clipped. His eyes closed.

  “Move, Jax.”

  “Can’t. Hang on.” He set his forehead against hers, but didn’t open his eyes. He breathed deep, a long slow inhale followed by an equally slow exhale. “Oh, fuck.” His face scrunched, but finally he pulled out and slammed back in.

  Brianna let her legs fall open wider. She tipped her pelvis up to allow him the deepest entry possible. She squeezed his ass cheeks until she was sure she must have left crescent moons all over his butt.

  “I’m…sorry…” Jaxon plunged in again and held rigid. His entire body jerked with his orgasm.

  Brianna could feel his cock pulsing inside her. It felt better than any sex she’d ever had. It felt… Shit.

  Brianna’s eyes shot open wide. She shoved against Jaxon’s chest.

  “What? Did I hurt you?” Jaxon’s gaze landed on hers. He cupped her cheek with one hand. “Bri?” He didn’t pull out of her.

  Brianna nailed him with her gaze, still pushing on his pecs. “We didn’t use a condom. Jaxon, I’ve never been so stupid in my life.” Why won’t he move?

  “Relax, Bri.” He stroked her temple with his thumb. How could he be so calm? “You can’t catch anything from me and you can’t get pregnant right now either.”

  “What? Are you crazy? How do you know?” She narrowed her gaze at the crazy wolfman trying his damnedest to soothe her.

  “I’m clean. Wolves don’t carry any human diseases. We can’t catch them and we can’t transfer them. And…you aren’t ovulating.” He grinned, cocked his head to one side and actually winked at her.

  “Ovulating?” Do men even know that word? “What? Now you’re going to tell me you can sniff out my best breeding time of the month? Come on…”

  Jaxon nodded, his face growing serious. “I have so much to explain. But, yes. I can scent everything about you.”

  “That’s just…wrong.” She finally relaxed. It wasn’t doing any good pushing against his chest anyway. He was a rock.

  “I’m sorry. Normally I would have taken more time…eased you into my life…but this…snuck up on me.”

  “Normally? You’ve done this before?” She bit her lip.

  Jaxon shook his head. “Never, baby. And I never will again either. You’re the first and last woman I will ever claim.”

  There was that word again. Claim. Perhaps she should have paid closer attention. Asked a few more questions before she essentially let this man fuck her senseless. She’d been driven by the strongest hormones she’d ever experienced.

  Could she possibly consider believing what he said? He seemed so sure of himself. Men did not usually intentionally avoid condoms and then act cocky about it. Cocky. Ha. Pun intended. He’s cocky all right…

  God. He was still stiff inside her.

  “That went a bit too fast for me. I couldn’t hold back. Let’s try again.” He smiled, a devilish grin that made her melt. When he slid almost out of her in slow motion and then pressed back inside like a man with a mission, her body turned to goo. Her world shrank to the pleasure in her pussy.

  She moaned, wishing she could hold on to a thought for one second.

  Right when she reached the edge of sanity again, Jaxon pulled out. “Flip over, baby,” he whispered.

  Huh? She stared at him. Was English even a language she understood?

  Jaxon grabbed her torso and lifted her, helping guide her onto her hands and knees. He grabbed their shirts from under her head and stuck one under each knee.

  Holy God Almighty. He was going to take her from behind? Nothing had ever been so erotic in her life. Sure, she’d had a few boyfriends, but none that were this adventurous in bed. Or in a cave…

  Jaxon ran his hands down her spine, danced them really. Goose bumps rose all over her body and she shivered.

  “Spread your legs, baby.” He tapped the inside of one thigh and then the other until she complied.

  Her pussy pulsed. She wanted him back inside her so bad. His hands gripped her ass cheeks and squeezed. “Sexiest ass I’ve ever seen,” he murmured. “How do you stay so tan? You don’t even have bikini lines.”

  “Spray.” She choked the word out.

  “I have no idea what that means. You can explain later. I don’t really want to chat right now.” He accentuated his words by swiping his cock over her pussy.

  Brianna rocked forward.

  “So wet from both of us now.”

  She wasn’t prepared for him to pinch her clit. She flinched.

  Jaxon chuckled. “And still so responsive…” He laid a palm on her lower back and spread his fingers wide. “Y
our arousal is increasing. I can scent it,” he whispered in a deep gravelly voice. “Does it make you hot knowing I’m going to take you from behind?”

  Brianna’s arms shook. She leaned lower, planting her weight on her forearms. No way could she respond to his rhetorical question.

  With his free hand, Jaxon spread her pussy open. When he entered her, she had to set her forehead on her hands. God, that feels so good. Who knew?

  Holding still, Jaxon snaked one arm around Brianna’s middle and held her around the waist. With his other hand, he reached around to circle her clit.

  Her vision clouded. Or maybe it was just the smoke. She couldn’t see with him holding her so possessively and stroking her clit so tenderly.

  Jaxon started a slow rhythm that defied reason. She couldn’t imagine how he could fill her so completely, his cock still rock hard inside her after he just came.

  “I could stay like this forever, Bri. You feel so good.”

  She couldn’t breathe. He pushed in and out of her in a perfect rhythm, his finger circling her clit in a lazy pattern as though he had all day.

  Brianna rocked back against him on each pass. She bit her lip, silently begging him to stop teasing her and flick his finger over the sensitive nub still begging for attention even after two glorious orgasms.

  “I don’t want you to come yet,” he whispered, as though he’d heard her thoughts. “I want to take this one slower. Enjoy your sexy ass.” As he spoke, his finger left her needing more. He released her waist and used both hands to knead her butt again, pulling the cheeks apart as he did so.

  A chill went down her spine at the exposure. She’d never experimented with anything anal before. She’d thought about it. In fact she’d even purchased a butt plug at some point, but it still lay in the wrapper in the drawer of her bedside table—with all the other toys she’d bought over the years. But something about Jaxon… He made her want on a new level. She moaned as she realized the direction of her thoughts.

  “Oh, trust me, baby. I’m gonna take your ass too, but not today. You aren’t ready for that. It’ll take some preparation first.”

  Preparation? Why on earth did the thought of him stretching her turn her on? Because you’ve always secretly wondered what it would be like to have both holes filled at once. That’s why you bought the plug…and the lube.