Lyric's Accidental Mate (Iron Wolves MC 1 ~ Bite of the Moon) by Elle Boon

dick, waking up her nerve endings all over again. She shifted, trying to force him to enter her.
    Rowan chuckled against her mouth. “So impatient, luv.”
    She didn’t take his word to heart. It was too soon, but she was sure she was on the cusp of falling hard for this man. Her wolf, and her own silly self, wanted to claim him for their own, but she made a promise. She would give him a chance to...decide what he wanted. Even if that was another woman, Lyric wouldn’t kill the faceless bitch. She’d try really hard not to hurt her too badly.
    “Hey, where did you go?” Rowan asked.
    She smiled and tried to shake off the fear he’d choose another. “Nowhere. I was just worrying about everything.”
    “I must not be doing this right then.” He sighed.
    Lyric wanted to tell him it was her not him, but then he began nibbling on her neck. She loved having her neck bitten just right. Nobody had ever done it the way he was, with just enough pressure she actually felt her body responding with little tremors. “Oh, fuck me.”
    Rowan chuckled like he knew, which he probably did with his heightened sense of smell.
    He didn’t break the skin, but Lyric felt his teeth and was aware she’d have a visible mark and loved it. When he moved down to her upper breast and bit down again, she shivered. If he continued, she’d explode into a million little pieces. His stubbly chin scraped across her nipple, eliciting a moan and another streak of heat went straight to her core. Lyric was on the verge of begging him to bite her, mark her, and fuck her as he sucked the tip of her left breast into his mouth. She howled and was sure everyone in the compound heard her. Her back bowed off the bed; her nails raked down his back. He did the same to the right one, scraping across her nipple.
    Lyric couldn’t handle any more. She rolled them, using her strength and his distraction to her advantage. “Can’t take anymore. Need you inside me, now.”
    “Take what you need, darlin’. I’m all yours,” Rowan said, holding Lyric by the hips as she gripped his dick.
    She guided the tip to her, taking him inside. God, he was so big. She pressed down, taking a little more, then lifted back up. Her hands on his chest, she rocked back and forth with his hands on her hips, helping to guide her.
    “Too slow, Rowan. Help, me. I want all of you.” She was panting.
    Sweat beaded on his brow. “Is this your first time, Lyric?”
    Her teeth tugged on her lower lip. “Technically, yes. I mean I have BOB, but he doesn’t really count.”
    Rowan nodded and flipped them, his cock sliding out of her. “It’s okay. Trust me.”
    With her on her back and him looming over her, she saw how tightly he was holding himself in check. He braced one arm next to her head, the other he used to guide himself into her. Slowly he worked his way inside, his thumb flicking her clit with each pass, taking her close to the edge again. The man was a fucking god in bed. She flinched at the sting of pain which was quickly erased as Rowan worked his magic.
    Once he’d worked his entire length in, Lyric stared into his dark eyes. “You feel so good inside me.” Her battery operated boyfriend was getting the boot when she got home. The pain was subsiding as her body adjusted to his size, making the need for more apparent.
    His cock twitched. “My dick agrees. I don’t want to move.” He rested his forehead against hers. “I’d ask how you stayed a virgin so long, but I’m chauvinistic enough to be one happy motherfucker right now. Plus, I’ve met your brother.”
    Panting, Lyric nipped his chin. “Let’s not speak of the devil.” She swiveled her hips. “Hmm, I kinda like having you right here, but I really need you to move.”
    Rowan laughed. “Your wish is my command.”
    Lyric thought she was ready for him to move, but nothing could’ve prepared her for the sensations he awoke as his dick moved in and out of her. His arms came down and wrapped around her