Victoria
His eyes darkened as they roamed over my body, clad now only in delicate lace underwear. "So beautiful," he breathed, reverently tracing the curve of my hip.
I reached for the hem of his shirt, suddenly impatient to feel his skin against mine. "Too many clothes," I complained, tugging the fabric upward.
Leo chuckled, obligingly lifting his arms so I could remove his shirt. The sight of his muscled chest never failed to make my mouth water, and I couldn’t resist running my fingers over the defined ridges of his abdomen.
"Like what you see?" he teased, though the strain in his voice betrayed how affected he was by my touch.
"You know I do," I whispered, boldly pressing my lips to his chest, tasting the salt of his skin.
With a growl, Leo lifted me effortlessly, carrying me to the bed and laying me down with surprising gentleness. He followed me down, his body a delicious weight above mine as he captured my lips again in a kiss that set my blood on fire.
His hands caressed every inch of me, worshiping my body as though memorizing its contours. When his lips closed around my nipple through the lace of my bra, I couldn’t suppress a moan of pleasure.
"Leo," I gasped, arching into his touch as his tongue swirled around the sensitive peak. "Please..."
He released the clasp of my bra with practiced ease, tossing the garment aside and gazing hungrily at my exposed breasts. "So responsive," he murmured appreciatively, his thumbs brushing over my hardened nipples. "So perfect."
I writhed beneath him as his mouth returned to my breast, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh just enough to send jolts of pleasure-pain shooting through my body. His hand slid down my stomach to the edge of my underwear, teasing along the waistband until I was whimpering with need.
"Tell me what you want, Victoria," he demanded, his voice husky with desire.
"You," I breathed, my inhibitions dissolved by the haze of lust consuming me. "Inside me. Now."
Leo’s eyes flashed with primal satisfaction. "As my Luna commands."
He stripped away my underwear, then quickly shed his remaining clothes. The sight of him fully naked, his powerful body poised above me, made my mouth go dry with want. His arousal stood proud and ready, even more impressive than I remembered from our previous encounters.
*He’s magnificent,* Ava purred, pushing forward in my consciousness. I felt my eyes flash gold as she shared my vision, enhancing every sensation.
Leo spread my thighs with gentle but firm hands, his gaze darkening as he took in the evidence of my arousal. "So wet for me already," he growled approvingly, one finger tracing through my slick folds.
I gasped as he found my most sensitive spot, circling it with maddening precision. "Leo, please," I begged, beyond caring about dignity or restraint. "I need you."
"Patience, little wolf," he murmured, lowering his head between my thighs. "Let me taste you first."
The first swipe of his tongue had me arching off the bed, a cry of pleasure torn from my throat. He held my hips firmly as he devoured me with single-minded focus, his talented mouth bringing me to the edge of bliss with embarrassing speed.
Just as I was about to fall over that precipice, he pulled away, earning a frustrated whimper from me. "Not yet," he said, his voice rough with restraint. "I want to be inside you when you come."
Leo moved up my body, positioning himself at my entrance. Our eyes locked as he pushed forward slowly, stretching me deliciously with his considerable size. Despite our previous couplings, the sensation of fullness made me gasp.
"God, Victoria," he groaned as he seated himself fully within me. "You feel like heaven."

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