She got to her knees and held out her hand. “I think you’re dirty. Really dirty. You need a bath.”

“Oh! Well you were tired and you had a crappy morning and…”

“Babbling again.”

Laughing, he tossed his clothes off and got into the deep tub with her with a wince. “Damn it, Nina, this water is hot.”

Rolling her eyes, she moved over and straddled his lap. “Thank you for the cookies.” She kissed one eyelid. “And the tea.” She kissed the other. “Thank you for being concerned about me.” His lips were beneath hers and felt carnal and fleshy and delicious. She grazed them with her teeth and he opened his mouth and pulled her to his chest tightly.

“You taste so good, beautiful,” he murmured against her lips and then her chin and neck as she tipped her head back, allowing him access to the hollow of her throat. As she did it, she felt her wolf move within her. Be moved within her by the submissive act of baring her neck to him.

He growled low, the sound trickling from his lips. With gentle but firm teeth, he took the tendon at the side of her neck and bit down. A shudder of orgasmic pleasure rolled through her, she whimpered as the sensuality of the moment flooded her.

“Oh, Nina, god.” Lex moaned, leaning his forehead against her breastbone, panting.

“What? Lex, f**k me now. No foreplay, no preamble. Hard, deep and fast. I need you to.” She stood and he looked up her body into her face. His pupils were wide and his normally green eyes were deeper, the flecks of gold more pronounced.

“Nina, my wolf is very close to the surface. It’s near the full moon and with the claiming and your change, it… I don’t know if I can be gentle right now. Just let me catch my breath.”

She reached down and grabbed his c**k in her hand, her face nose to nose with his. “Did I say I wanted gentle?”

He stood so quickly she didn’t even see it. She found herself facing the wall, slightly bent, hands flat against the tile above her head. He leaned over her and kissed the back of her neck while his fingers tested her readiness. His breath quickened to find her so wet and as she’d asked, the head of his c**k found her gate and nudged into her body.

Hips tilting, her body gave invitation and she was unable to stop another whimper of entreaty as he braced his hands at her hips and took her the rest of the way in one long thrust.

Hard and fast, he f**ked into her body, hilting with each long thrust. The excitement at being so used by him—no, not used—possessed, wanted, desired by him, was overwhelming.

Moving one of his hands, he placed it, palm cupping her pubic bone so that his fingers slipped over her clit with each dig into her body. This brought a violent shudder of sensation with each pass.

“Is this what you wanted, Nina?” he said low into her ear.

“Yes,” she hissed as the first sensations of her orgasm began to manifest. “You feel so good, Lex. Please, more.”

“More?” he asked, lips at her ear. “More what?”

“Fuck me. Harder. I need you to be in me harder.”

And he bit her again, this time across the back of her neck, essentially holding her in place as he f**ked her. Climax rocketed through her system. Her eyes closed against it as the tide pulled her under. She wondered what that scream was until she realized it was her own. Her cells swelled with endorphins, pu**y slick with honey to ease his way, inner walls clasping and fluttering around his invading cock.

“Jesus, Nina, that’s so good,” he growled around her neck and thrust one last time as he unleashed his own orgasm deep into her body.

For several long minutes afterward, they stood there, still entwined in each other, regaining breath. When Lex pulled out he was gentle.

Bending down, he opened the drain as he turned on the shower head. “Let me get your hair.”

He washed her hair as she leaned against him. Afterward, he helped her out, handing her a warm, fluffy towel. There was a sore spot on her neck and she turned, catching sight of the bruise where he’d bitten her.

“Oh…” she said quietly, touching it.

He paled. “Oh, Nina, I’m sorry. I didn’t tell you beforehand. It’s…the biting…it happens when your wolf is close mpf…”

She put her fingers over his lips. “You didn’t hurt me. I liked it. It’s okay. I understand. I understood while you were doing it.”

He took her hand and kissed it. “Oh. Good. Because I liked doing it. We heal quickly but there’s some arnica in here for bruises.” He dug in the medicine cabinet and pulled out a tube.

“Do you often bruise women while f**king them in your bathroom?” she asked, surprised by the edge in her voice.

He turned quickly and she felt that tug low in her gut that she’d grown to realize was her wolf and his reacting to each other. “Beautiful, you may have noticed that my life is sort of dangerous? I have the arnica for my own bruises.” He took her chin in his palm and kissed her lips.

“There were others before you, yes. But there was no one until you. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

She shook her head.

“Nina, before you I never spent the night with women. I had sex and left. I didn’t bring them here. They served a purpose and it was a body-to-body thing. You are everything. Body, soul, heart to my body, soul and heart. You’re it. We’re it.”

“Wow.” She blinked back tears. “You say the best stuff.”