Chapter 66

Julien worked his way back up his left arm, stopping and nipping all the places where he sensed Richard shudder or heard him groan. His wolf preened inside, pleased that he excited Richard. He claimed his mouth. Julien wasn’t gentle. Gentle would come later. His teeth worried the pout of his Mate’s bottom lip, and Richard opened for him.

His wolf was close to the surface. He ravaged Richard’s mouth. Julien’s tongue slid inside and claimed his lover. His wolf wanted to taste, to own his Mate. His tongue roughly slid along Richard’s. Their lips entangled in an erotic dance. Julien slid his tongue around his lover’s mouth. He tasted his palate, the soft insides of his cheeks, his teeth, and tongue. Mint. Mmm. His tongue skimmed over Richard’s neck and collar bone. Ah, the scent of lavender. Julien’s erection became rock hard. He savored the salt of Richard’s flesh and the feel of his lover’s ear under his lips. Julien nipped at the fleshy lobe and tongued behind the shell.