His tongue was a masterpiece of torture—rough, hot, and relentless. He found her swollen center and began to feast, his tongue swirling in deep, rhythmic strokes that sent lightning bolts straight to her toes. He sucked at her clit with a raw, guttural intensity, his mouth creating a vacuum that made Sofia's head whip back against the wall.
"Oh god, right there," she sobbed out, her hips bucking instinctively against his face.
The sound of his name on her lips only made him more feral. He gripped her ass, pulling her even closer, his tongue probing deep inside her before returning to flick at her sensitive peak. The sensation of the hot water hitting her chest while his mouth devoured her below was too much. Her wolf was screaming in her mind, a wild, chaotic rhythm that matched the pace of his tongue.
