Page 40 of Untamed Billionaire's Innocent Bride

Lauren lowered her lashes, then traced a small pattern against his chest with one fingertip.

“I don’t know how this works. Or if you can. Physically, I mean. But I wondered... I mean, I hoped...” She blew out a breath. “Was that the whole of the lesson?”

And Dominik was only a man, after all, no matter how he’d tried to make himself into a monster, out there in his forest. And the part of him that had been greedy for her since the moment he’d seen her could never be happy with so small a taste.

Will you ever be satisfied? a voice in him asked. Or will you always want more?

That should have sent him racing for the door. He needed to leave, right now, but he found himself lifting her against him instead. He drew her up on her knees so she straddled him, and watched as she looked down between them, blinked and then smiled.

Wickedly, God help him.

“By all means,” he encouraged her, his hands on her hips. “Allow me to teach you something else I feel certain you won’t feel, as shut off and uninterested in these things as you are.”

She found him then, wrapping her hands around the hardest expression of his need and guiding him to the center of her heat.

As if she’d been born for this. For him.

“No,” she murmured breathlessly. And then smiled as she took him inside her as if he’d been made to fit her so perfectly, just like that. “I don’t expect I’ll feel anything at all.”

And there was nothing for it. There was no holding back.

Dominik gave himself over to his doom.