“Later,” he expelled in a rush, pushing her back so he could dip his head.
Their lips met in a kiss wild and wicked. The hunger she’d tried to smother returned, creating an itch at the back of her throat. She rotated her tongue around his, flicking the tips together. Her gums tingled and her fangs descended. His pulse beckoned, thrumming in her ears. The spicy and alluring scent of his blood called to her, she could almost feel the warm liquid splashing over her tongue.
He tried to take her to the bed, bending her back.
Not so fast.
She wasn’t as strong as she should have been but he was being so cautious with her that she easily wriggled free. With a quick glance to make sure the door was closed she sank to her knees. He wasn’t denying her this again. She’d fantasized about it for too long. Next time he could do whatever he pleased. Right now she was taking what she wanted for a change.
Trey tensed, his eyes forming into thin slits. “Careful,” he warned, words rumbly. “You might bite off more than you can chew.”
“I hope so.” She popped the front of his denims open and lowered the zipper. He had gone commando, had nothing but bare skin to greet her.
Excellent.
“Sit down and lay back,” she ordered, tugging at his pants. He’d forgone shoes so undressing him wasn’t going to be difficult. “You’ll like this.”
And so will I.
It wasn’t in Trey’s nature to submit but when Sadie looked at him like that—with lust and hunger in her gaze—how could he possibly say no? He plopped down and scooted back, allowing her to remove his jeans. With a snarl, he ripped his shirt over his head. He’d waited so long for her to wake up, fearing she never might. When she finally did so he’d meant to be courteous, seeing to her every want and need.
He’d never expected her to get aroused.
The succulent scent of her pussy was a sexual stimulant, making his cock go rock-hard. The wolf was also eager for her, longing for her touch. He didn’t care what she did to him so long as she kept her hands on his skin, her body in contact with his.
I’ve wanted to do this for so long.
Sadie’s thoughts were easier to hear, sometimes coming out of nowhere.
In her sleep, when she dreamed, he picked up fragments from her mind. Strange images and impressions. When the dreams were good she felt elated, flying on a constant high. On the other hand when her dreams were bad she felt desolate and empty, her sadness a nightmarish tomb.
Her palms brushed his inner thighs, obliterating rational thought.
He sank back in the pillows, making sure he stayed upright so he could watch. She ditched her shirt, ripping it open, sending buttons flying through the air. Her bare breasts bounced, ripe pink nipples pebbled and hard. Before he could enjoy the visual, she’d lowered her head. Her lips breezed up one of his legs, her breath cool on his skin. Her hair cascaded over his thigh, the blonde strands a stark contrast with his darker complexion.
He fisted the comforter to stop himself from reaching out for her. “Sadie.”
She tisked at him, gazing up and meeting his eyes, flicking her tongue over his flesh. Her fingers carefully squeezed and massaged his sac, using just enough pressure. Her irises lightened, turning sky-blue. His gaze went to her mouth. Her full lips were parted, her tiny fangs visible. His wolf snarled and his claws lengthened. He itched to feel her hot little mouth wrapped around his cock, drawing him deep, sucking him down.
“Tease me now,” he warned, fighting to breathe, “and I’ll tease you later.”
Amusement lit her face. “Is that so?” She slid the tip of her tongue from the base of his cock, gliding it all the way to the crown.
“It’s a fucking promise, mate.” He’d show her how it felt. She wouldn’t like it much. He’d see to that. “I’ll keep you on the edge for hours. You’ll be begging me to make you come.”
“In that case…”
She took him into her mouth, lips parting and making way, her tongue cradling the underside of his dick. Then there was suction, the most intense pressure imaginable. His eyes rolled back in his head, the comforter ripping to shreds as his claws tore through the material. He pumped his hips, feeling the softness at the back of her throat. She compensated for what she couldn’t do orally, working the base of his shaft with her hand.
His sac tightened and his cock pulsed. She moaned, the vibrations almost enough to send him hurtling over the precipice. Since the comforter was ruined he had to make do with destroying the bed. He sank his fingers into the soft mattress, determined to let her finish.
“So good.” Her voice flowed through his mind. “I knew you would be.”
He groaned, grinding his teeth. Why did she have to go and say that?
Son of a fucking bitch.
The pressure in his balls built, his entire body quaking. He wasn’t going to be able to hold off. He’d waited too long to see her like this, worshipping his cock with her mouth, enjoying the act as much as he did. His wildest fantasies weren’t shit. The real deal was so much better, so much fucking sweeter. With a plunge of her head, she took him all the way to the back of her throat and swallowed.
That was all it took. “I can’t hold back,” he grated, losing the battle.
“Then don’t. I want to see how you taste.”
His came with a roar, the sound so loud it echoed through the bedroom. It dawned on him that the others could hear but he didn’t give two shits what they thought. His female not only met his expectations, she kept exceeding them. Her clever fingers continued stroking his cock, her mouth going up and down the length. She swallowed blast after blast of his semen, drinking him down. It seemed to go on forever but forever would never be long enough.
Not when it came to Sadie.
“Mmm,” she hummed, sliding her lips from the head, slowly backing away.
She fed him the image of what she wanted to do next.
The vein on his thigh beckoned, the blood pulsing under his skin. She wanted to feed from him there, watch him come a second time. But if that happened there was a chance he wouldn’t be able to go another round. His mate might be content to give him release without achieving her own but he wasn’t keen on letting it happen.
Another time, baby.
“No you don’t.” He moved before she knew what hit her, yanking her up his body, flipping them over and changing positions. His fingers drifted over her slit, finding her folds soaking wet. “It’s your turn to scream.”
There was no precursor or warning. He fed his cock into her tight little sheath, working the head into her pussy. As soon as he was lodged inside her he thrust. She took all of him, arching her back, her fingernails piercing his skin. He didn’t stop, pulling out only to return with more force. Bringing his mouth to her breast, he sucked her nipple into his mouth, rubbing his tongue over the nub.
“Yes.” She moaned, grinding her cunt against his cock. “Oh yes.”
Reaching down, he cupped her ass. Again and again he rammed into her, upping the pace. She gripped him like a glove, her cunt wrapping around him. He released her hard nipple and turned his head, giving the other breast equal attention. Her pussy clamped down on him and her breaths changed from even to ragged.
“Come, Sadie,” he growled, nipping at her skin. “Show me how good I make you feel.”
With a muffled cry, she did.
He abandoned her breasts, getting in place. Sliding his hand behind her head, he lifted her and offered her his neck. He didn’t stop moving, plunging in and out. Sweat slicked his skin and beaded down his back. The air felt charged with electricity, thick and alive around them. Her tongue darted over his flesh, bathing the area covering his vein. Anticipation prickled up his spine, muscles tense as he waited for her bite.