She loved his dirty talk, and he knew it. “Yes.”
He joined her on the bed and moved behind her. But instead of putting himself inside her, he spread her knees and planted a kiss on the small of her back. “So sexy.” His kisses moved over her ass and down the backs of her thighs, ratcheting her tension. “You have a terrific ass. I dream about it.”
“Just my ass?” she teased, surprised to feel breathless and needy, wanting him to touch her again. She’d just come, but his caresses made her ache for more.
“And your pussy. Those tits. That hot little mouth,” he said between kisses back up to her ass. He spread her cheeks and did something he hadn’t done before. He licked her hole, teasing the sensitive rim with his tongue.
The odd tingling raced through her and made her shiver.
He groaned and licked her some more, shoving his tongue deeper.
So dirty, so taboo, at least to Sophie’s sheltered world. But it felt good, knowing Monty was showing her the way to new pleasures.
As he explored, her need for fulfillment grew. She rocked with each press of his tongue, wanting him inside her.
“Please. Take me, Monty.”
“What’s that?” he asked as he kissed her ass again. “Tell me exactly what you want.”
She blushed, but she knew he’d demand until he got what he wanted. His powerful nature in bed made her hot. “I want you to fuck my ass.”
“Hard.”
“Yes, hard,” she repeated, gratified when he finally knelt between her legs and spread her ass with his hands.
The tip of him rested at her anus, and she shifted her hips, wanting more.
“Wait.” He snapped the word, gripping her hips tight enough to bruise.
Knowing he was close to losing his control pleased the hell out of her. Quiet Sophie Tanner got to Monty like no one else could, or so he constantly told her. And knowing she brought this particular wolf pleasure made her love him all the more.
Monty inched inside her anal passage. He was large, and it took him a few moments to ease past her sphincter, but she’d had practice, and she knew how to lessen the burden of his entry. She pushed out as he entered, and soon he was deeper inside her. Not all the way, but enough that was new to her.
“Christ. You’re so fucking hot,” Monty moaned and clutched her hips. “You are so pretty, Sophie. So beautiful taking me this way.”
“More.”
“Hell, yeah. Let me give it all to you.” He continued to push, slowly, filling her until she couldn’t stand the wait any longer.
“All of you, Monty. Right now.”
He slammed the rest of the way inside her and stilled, his balls against her ass. “Yeah, that’s it. Oh yeah. You are so tight. This is incredible. Almost as good as that pussy of yours,” he teased, his voice thick. “Now hold on. I’m going to pull back in a minute.”
She adjusted to him inside her, uncomfortable but getting used to his fit. He’d love to hear how much bigger he was than the plugs they’d previously used. But right now she concentrated on the picture they must make, of Monty fully joined to her, his large cock inside her ass. She liked the image and quivered under him, submitting as both woman and wolf.
“Sophie.” He sighed. “I love you so much.” He hugged her as he bent over and managed to feel even bigger inside her. “I’ve been waiting for you my whole life.”
“That’s so romantic.” She felt a tear slide down her cheek. “But I can’t tell any of my friends you said that while fucking my ass.”
He snorted and inched out of her, the burn making her hiss.
“Easy, baby. Yeah, not the best time to get all emotional, eh?” He chuckled. “But damn, it felt right to me.” He withdrew a bit more. “Now I’m going to push back inside you.”
He slid back in, then out. Little pulses that grew faster as his breathing increased. “I want this to last, but I don’t know if I can. I can still taste you on my lips,” he rasped. “Still feel you all around me. We fit. And your ass is a goddamn glove around my cock. I need to come. Need to mark you everywhere,” he growled.
She bumped back against him with each push, in tune with their rhythm. It aroused her again, but she knew she couldn’t get to orgasm before him. “Come inside me. Fill me up, mate,” she urged and moaned, clutching the sheets.
“Yes, yes. Oh fuck. Baby, I’m coming,” he warned before he slammed deep inside her and stilled, groaning as he climaxed.
She could only be glad he didn’t knot like a real wolf, because he felt huge enough inside her.
“Touch yourself,” he whispered. “Fuck. Come, baby. Tighten around me again.”
She didn’t need to be told twice. She started rubbing her clit, surprised to find herself so near the edge. But Monty didn’t seem to lessen in size inside of her, and the fullness there, the idea she’d had anal sex, that he remained within her, added to her excitement.
“That’s it. Rub it harder. Yeah, baby. Come. I want you to flood me with your scent.” He scratched her hips and ground against her ass. “Fuck, yeah.”
She lost it and came, crying out his name as she shook and clenched around him.
“Sophie. Sophie, baby.” He kept groaning as he rubbed himself against her, and when she’d finally wound down, she felt like a big wet noodle, limp and boneless.
Monty slowly withdrew, and she shook, a bundle of nerves. He wiped her ass with the towel then left the bed.
“I’ll be right back.”
She heard the water in the bathroom turn on and off. Moments later, Monty returned with a warm, wet washcloth and small pan of soapy water. He cleaned her with gentle strokes, taking his time to see to her tender ass. He set the pan and washcloth aside and dried her off.
After joining her on the bed, he took her in his arms and kissed her.
“Hmm,” she murmured. “You smell like soap.”
“Better that than ass.”
She flushed. “Monty.”
He laughed. “I’m just teasing you. I love the way you smell, baby.” He nuzzled her nose. “But I’m here to protect you, to keep you safe from everything I can.” He paused. “Including me.”
“What does that mean?”
He sighed. “It means I love you. And I’m leaving tomorrow.”
She leaned up and shoved him underneath her on the bed. Raised up on her arms over him, she demanded to know where he thought he was going.
“I told you I had a past as messed up as yours. And no, we never talk about it.”
Nervous about how much he might want to share, she stopped him. “We don’t have to talk about it. Like you said, the past is the past. I love you for all of you, who you are now.”
“I know,” he said softly and rubbed her arms. He forced her to lie on her side facing him while he explained. “I’m good at tracking. Always have been. And after my time with Hunters, I became especially good at it.” He cleared his throat. “When I was nineteen, I was a cocky little bastard. Thought I knew everything. Didn’t want to waste my whole life in Cougar Falls without seeing the real world. I ignored my dad and my friends and set out for an adventure. Except I got as far as Tennessee and hit a wall.”
She tensed. “Tennessee?” Where her uncle lived.
“Yeah. Ran into a bad, bad thing, Soph. Hunter hell.” He sighed. “I was stuck fighting other Ac-taw, Hunters, and trying to survive for six long years in a tiny cell that about had me losing my mind. An evil guy grabbed onto me and wouldn’t let me go. Ted Norris. I’ll never forget him. He chained me up like a dog and made me fight for him. I was his prized pet. He called me Demon—”
“—Demon. That fucking wolf will think twice before he pulls that again.” Uncle Ted motioned to her cousins to clear the barn, and Sophie didn’t know what to think. She held a tray of sweet tea and glasses, confused. The barn was in shambles, and to her surprise, what looked like a wooden door in the floor was wide open. In the floor?