My chest heaves as I struggle to pull in enough breath for my lungs to function.
“Do you have questions for me?” Dirk’s voice is soft, thoughtful.
“How do you know?” my voice comes out as a whisper. “How could you possibly know? Wolf mating bonds are…”
“I’m not a wolf.”
“I know.”
“Touch me,” Dirk says, nodding at my hands. “And I’ll show yeh how I know yeh’re mine, just like I know Louanna is ours.”
Hands trembling, I lift one. Am I doing this? Am I touching a male sexually for the first time in my life? The idea of it isn’t as shocking as I imagined it to be. I lay awake last night thinking about it, and I’m coming around.
Dirk’s hand comes to mine, his fingers slightly cool to the touch.
Like the wind that brushes across my face when he enters a room.
Like the chilly breeze that follows me when I run, keeping me cool.
Oh, my fucking moons. It’s been him from the start.
Navy eyes stare deeply into mine as he draws my hand toward his chest, slipping my fingers under the straps that crisscross his muscles. Even his pecs are a little cool. I watch in shock as the lightning on his skin zips toward my hand. I try to jerk it away, but Dirk holds me there.
“Easy, Wolf,” he says quietly. “I won’t shock yeh.”
But from what little I know of elementals, his lightning is dangerous. Yet when it connects with my palm, all the blood inmy body rushes to my dick, hardening it until it feels like it’ll break off.
“Fuck,” I grit out.
“We will,” Dirk says with a grin. “But I want to woo yeh before we get tae that, Wolf.”
I move my hand over his chest, fascinated by the way the lightning follows my touch. No shock, just that barest hint of electricity vibrating up my arm and pooling down low in my balls.
Pulling my hand away, I stare at Dirk in surprise. Running both hands through my hair, I sputter, “This is a shock, Dirk. I didn’t know, and I?—”
“Look like yeh’re about to run again,” he says quietly. “But this is yourhome, so I’ll make yeh this promise. I’ll give yeh space now, as I can see it’s needed. But I’m always around, Connall. Call me, and I’ll come. Call me, and I will be there. And as yeh asked me not tae spy anymore, I won’t without your knowledge. But jest know that, when I leave, and yeh touch yerself thinkin’ about us being with Louanna, I’ll be doin’ the same thing.”
A groan leaves my throat unbidden, my cheeks flaming hot as Dirk’s hands move to my knees. He beams at me as he licks his lips. “Or I could stay, Wolf, and do something about that beautiful erection. What do yeh think?”
“What would you do?” I croak out before I can even stop myself. I’m in shock. That must be what this is.
“Shall I show yeh,” he questions, “or simply tell yeh?”
“Tell me,” I manage, chest heaving as Dirk presses my knees outward and slips between them, his upper body brushing my inner thighs.
“I’d unzip yer jeans, Wolf, until that gorgeous cock and knot sprang free. And then I’d lean in like so—” he shifts forward, his mouth hovering just above my obviously hard dick, “—and I’dtake yeh into my mouth, all the way to the back. I’d suck,” he says confidently, “and lick and stroke until yeh spilled yer seed down my throat.”
I’m going to combust, just explode right here into tiny Connall bits that someone else has to clean up. My cock throbs in my pants. It’s close, so close to his mouth, straining to get to that heat. Or would his mouth be cool?
“Allow me tae do it.” His eyes scan my face. He’s waiting for my consent, my approval.
“I’m surprised you don’t just do it, given how little you’ve cared for my permission in the past.” I attempt to look pissed about it, but the reality is I’m too oversensitized by this entire experience to be mad. Maybe I’ll be mad later.
He leans down, dragging his open mouth along my cock through my pants. “Don’t be upset, mate. I’m drawn to yeh in the deepest ways of my people. I could no sooner stop following yeh than I could stop following Louanna.”
I gasp as his mouth closes over the tip of my dick, biting through my jeans. My hips jerk, back arching as pleasure zings through me like an electrical storm.
“Fuck!” I cry out. My mind is going haywire, shooting off scattered thoughts.
