The muscles in his abdomen bunched and released against her inner thighs. His hands stroked over the skin of her thighs and up the curve of her waist. Her wolf pressed against her human skin and brushed against him. In answer, his wolf did the same and her skin felt tight, nearly too small as the feeling filled and filled and filled her until she thought she’d explode.

Panic began to edge against the pleasure but his soft touch and murmured words calmed her. “Shhh, honey. It’s just us. Let it be.” Big hands held her hips and she let go, let his calm wash over her. “That’s the way, honey. I love the way you feel around me.”

Her palms moved over his chest as she pulled his c**k back into her pu**y, deep and hard. Over and over.

Hands held her br**sts, thumbs lazily moving back and forth over her ni**les. Her breath hitched as she caught his gaze, looking at her with deep hunger. More deep than sexual hunger. He devoured every detail of her face, the line of her neck. His hands on her br**sts were reverent.

Her honey, hot and sticky, brushed against his groin, scalded his cock. The superheated walls of her pu**y gripped him, pulled him back into her body even as she rose up on her thighs and withdrew.

The sight of her, like a goddess above him, burned into his soul. One hand slid down and he drew his fingertips through the wet and swollen folds of her pu**y, bringing her honey up and around her clit in big circles.

She gasped and he groaned when her pu**y fluttered around him as her body readied itself for orgasm.

“You’re pretty good with all your appendages there, Sid. I think I’ll keep you around just to see what you can do with your elbows and nose.”

A surprised laugh came from him. “So essentially, that whole suit thing is like your Clark Kent disguise?”

He sped up the fingers on her clit, moving them from side to side so it took her long moments to find words. “You have to know it’s a bit hard to concentrate on your questions when you do that.” She tightened herself around him and raised a satisfied eyebrow when he gasped. “Clark Kent? ’Cause I’m so super in the sack?”

“Among other things.” Things shifted between them and it became a competition to see who could make the other come first. “But what I mean is that underneath the tailored clothing there’s this whole other layer to you. I gotta tell you, it’s pretty intoxicating.”

She paused, incredibly touched, and then burst into tears.

“Honey? That was a compliment.” He sounded confused and slightly worried but she noticed he didn’t stop his fingertips over her clit.

“I know. I’m not usually like this. I…what you said, it just touched me. It was a lovely thing to say.”

Shane couldn’t get there fast enough for Sid. He knew the tears and uneven emotions were due to it being so long without the tri-bond. Still, he watched her pull herself together and relief poured through them both.

Increasing the pressure over her clit, he matched the intensity of pulling and rolling fingers at her nipple. Moaning, her head dropped forward and she began to grind herself against his fingers as she sped up her pace on his cock.

“Oh, it’s like that, is it?”

“Show me what you got,” she panted.

And he did, gently squeezing her clit over and over between thumb and forefinger.

“Come on, hot stuff, show me what your cunt feels like when it comes around my cock.”

She moved so that she was directly above him, levering back on his c**k instead of sitting astride him. Over and over she slammed her body back against him. He wasn’t going to last much longer, but neither was she.

He reared up and bit her then, where neck meets shoulder, and pushed her into climax. Which tipped him over right with her. Blinding waves of pleasure shot through him and through their link he felt her climax as well. Ricocheting back and forth between them, their united orgasm went on and on until he was sure he couldn’t take another second of it.

Finally she fell to the side, his c**k still inside her body.

“I win,” she mumbled.

“Hey! I won. You came first.” He brushed the hair out of her face.

“Exactly. I won.”

They lay there, hands all over the other, legs tangled, for some time. No talking, just taking simple pleasure in the other’s presence.

The phone in the room rang and Sid leaned over her body to answer it. The conversation was short and Layla got out of bed to clean up a bit. When she came back he’d hung up.

“That was Shane. He’ll be here in a few minutes.”

She sat with a sigh. He smiled when he noted she was wearing his robe. “Okay.”

“I know you’re upset about all of this. I wish it could be slow. So you could get used to the idea of being with me.”

“It’s not so much being with you. I like being with you. Look,” she stood up, needing to move while she worked through it all, “it’s about the suddenness and then this whole tri-bond thing.”

“You think it’s easy for me? I have a life too, Layla!”

Her first response died as she clenched her teeth. She wanted to yell at him but it wasn’t fair. “I know you do, Sid.”

His anger drained from him as he saw her rein her impatience back. Getting up and going to her, he pulled her tight against his body. Her arms encircled his waist and she put her head on his chest.

“We’ll make it work. I actually really do love it up here. And I’ve got family in the Northwest obviously.”