His mouth on her brought gentle love but the climax was spectacular in force. It was vivid and spine bending and it seemed to echo through her body for long minutes until she finally collapsed, muscles utterly relaxed.

Dimly, she heard his superior male chuckle as he settled in next to her and put his face in her neck to breathe her in.

“That was pretty spectacular, studly,” she managed to gasp out.

She didn’t need to open her eyes to know he was wearing that smug smile of his and she allowed it because he deserved it.

“If they ever have an Olympic sport in o**l s*x, you would totally win the gold.”

“Why thank you. But I think my professional days are over and I’m retired now. There’s only one subject that interests me and I plan to perfect my technique between her thighs.”

She snickered. “Well, yeah. Jeez. No one meant that you’d go off and ply your trade on other chicks. Not and remain living.”

He stroked his fingertips over her stomach and she cracked an eye open and turned her head to look at him.

“I hope you’re not thinking I’m doing the work and being on top. I was just nearly killed and all.”

“Nina, beautiful, let’s just rest. Go to sleep.”

She rolled over onto her side to face him and frowned. “Don’t you want me?”

“Oh god, yes! Of course I do. All day long. Every moment of the day. But you’re recovering from traumatic injuries, I can’t! It would be taking advantage.”

Nina blinked at him. “Are you f**king kidding me? Look, Dr. Phil, shut up already and f**k me. I’m not saying I’m up to sixteen pages of the Kama Sutra or anything, but I can most assuredly handle a nice bit of slap and tickle.”

“Sweetheart, you’re my mate. It’s my job to protect you.”

With a sigh she reached down and grabbed his cock. It was so hard that she felt it throb in her hand. The head glistened with pr**cum. She slid her thumb up and over, through that silky slickness and brought it to her lips. He groaned.

“If you don’t f**k me, I’ll go insane. That’s how you can take care of me, Scooby. Come on, give me some of that magic se**n of yours,” she teased.

He rolled his hips, thrusting himself into her hand. “Come on. I promise that I’ll nap afterward. You know you want to. If you don’t, I’ll tell all the other wolves you don’t satisfy my naughty, dirty, filthy, unspeakable urges.”

“God, you’re one of a kind. You know that?” Lex laughed as he extricated himself from her hand and gently pushed her back onto the bed.

“Well, of course,” she replied, breathless with anticipation.

He didn’t disappoint as he lined himself true and nudged himself into her pu**y. Both of them closed eyes for a moment as he made an inexorable push into her body with his own.

Beads of sweat lined his forehead and his spine as the molten, wet silk of her pu**y parted for him. She hugged him, welcomed him. When he hilted it felt like home. Had anything ever felt this way? Good and right—the way you feel when you come back from a long vacation?

He kept most of his weight off her body, taking it on his arms. She rolled her hips up to meet his thrusts and she opened more fully when she wrapped her legs about his waist. She used her calves to pull him deeper and hold him there.

“You feel so good, Lex. Nothing has ever felt this good.” She whispered the words as she stared deep into his eyes.

He felt the catch of her emotions and heard it in her voice. He knew then that she’d never laid herself bare emotionally like that to anyone before. That humbled him, made him realize just how special she was, crunchy exterior and all.

“That’s because it is good, beautiful. You and me? We’re it.”

“Sweet talker,” she said, ending on a gasp as he held her hips so that he could change his angle, stroking the fat head of his c**k over that bundle of nerves deep inside her.

“Yeah, I still got it.”

“Okay, Lassie, less talking, more f**king.”

“God, you’re a test on a man,” he sighed and she laughed. He realized that he’d heard her snicker and giggle and even chuckle but never a full out laugh. Not like this one, full of joy and free of hesitance and pain.

“I love you, studly,” she said in a rush and her eyes widened in shock.

“Hey, I love you too. Don’t be afraid to love me, Nina. I hope I never make you regret it.” He looked into her face and then blushed. “Oh, well, except for the whole last month or so.” He kissed her. Her lips were gentle and full beneath his. He sipped at her.

“Touch yourself, Nina. Make yourself come around me. I don’t want to put any of my weight on you to move my hand. And I like to watch you do it.”

He leaned down and ran the edge of his teeth over one of her ni**les, delighting in the way she mewled and arched into his mouth. Watching her hand slide over her mound, fingers questing toward her clit, he flicked his tongue over her ni**les, one and then the other, over and over.

The moment her fingers touched herself she tightened around his cock. He could feel the flesh of her pu**y slide around as she moved her fingers over herself. Her breath quickened and caught as she pushed herself toward orgasm with him right behind her.

He loved the way she felt beneath him, around him. Loved the subtle scent of her body that rose from her heated skin. Loved the way her hair felt against his skin, the silk of her inner thighs. Loved the sounds she made as she neared climax. Hell, he even loved her twisted sense of humor.