His lips surrounded her clit and he stroked the sweet spot along her front wall.

Release.

Sweet, unrelenting release. Each pulse greedily grasping his thrusting fingers as her hips rolled against his mouth. Her legs quaked. Teetered on the edge of collapse.

But he anchored her to him. Kept one steely arm coiled around her hips while he drank his fill.

The connection was huge. Beautiful. Altering on so many levels it defied reason or comprehension.

But it wasn’t enough. Didn’t satisfy what her body insisted she needed. What they both needed.

She forced her eyes open, and a fresh spasm rocketed through her pussy, the alluring sight of him kneeling between her legs and his face buried between her thighs permanently marking itself in her memory.

“Kir.” When he refused to meet her gaze, she grasped his hair at the back of his head. “Please.”

Either the bold move or the plea in her voice captured his attention, and he lifted his head, a savage wildness burning in his eyes. A beast interrupted from his feast.

Her body trembled. “I need you.”

Three simple words, but they brought an almost frightening focus to his gaze. He squeezed her hips. Slowly stood and caressed her water-slick body as he rose. He cupped her breasts. Swept her pebbled nipples with his thumbs and growled his pleasure when she whimpered.

“You want my cock?” He backed her against the shower wall, all pretense of gentleness knocked aside by the wolf she’d released. “Need your man to fuck you? To show you the truth? To bind you to him?”

Yes.

Yes, yes, yes and then some. Crude or not, his words rang true. Matched the primitive need raging inside her.

She moaned in lieu of an answer and dug her nails into his shoulders. Tilted her head to the side to give his questing mouth and tongue more room to work.

“You will be mine,” he murmured against her skin. He dipped slightly and captured one leg, hooking her knee over his arm. “You will take me.” He repeated the act with the other, leaving her spread and vulnerable, her back pressed to the hard tile and her pussy fully exposed. “You will accept me.” His teeth scraped the tender flesh where her neck and shoulders met, and his straining cock nudged her entrance. “Mine.”

He thrust inside. Filled her completely in one delicious surge. Claimed her. Demanded and took what he wanted. What they both wanted.

It was perfect. Powerful. The sweetest assault, and the ultimate surrender. His and hers.

He pumped inside her. Drove them both higher and higher and forged a connection she had no prayer of breaking.

The muscles inside her sex fluttered. Whispered of the promise just ahead. Of the climax that would rearrange everything. That would seal her fate. Her future.

She clung to him. Let the steam, his strength and the power of the moment wash over her as she opened her eyes.

The mirror opposite the shower was foggy at the edges, but the visual in the center was staggering. Kir blanketing her. The muscles in his shoulders and arms bunched tightly as he held her in place. Her legs spread wide. His hips pounding into her and his ass flexing with each undulation.