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Her throat constricted around him and she began to suck.
A dark wave of passion swept over him, similar to the one he’d experienced in the woods. She fed on him, and he invited her hunger. They both needed to know how far they could take this. Transferring his weight to his left side, he grasped her hair with his free hand, working himself in and out of her lush mouth.
She moaned and dragged her sharp nails down his back.
The sudden pain tore what control he had left. Short of breath, his rhythm became erratic. His cock pulsed, and his balls drew up. Marie gave him such delicious pleasure. It all came together and he cried out as his seed spilled from him.
Holding him close, she held tight until he collapsed from her grasp.
He lay on the bed and watched the ceiling spin. The muscles in his thighs trembled from the concentrated effort.
Marie filled his view as she crouched over him, and the dark hunger in her eyes made him feel like prey.
In one smooth motion she grabbed the edges of his shirt and tore it open. Buttons scattered across the bed. With diabolical strength, she pinned him and ran her tongue midline from his navel to his chest in one sure stroke.
“Oh, yes. Use me, Marie.” Raising his head, he met her intense stare and dared her to try her hardest. He reached inside to his wolf spirit, his beast, and drew power from it.
Her fingers dug into his waistband and she slid off the bed, pulling his jeans with her. She loomed above him, a dark goddess, and him the sacrifice on the altar of her bed. With a twitch of her wrist, she undid the last of her buttons and let the blouse flow off her shoulders. Her skirt slid to the floor so she stood in her white lace bra and panties. She removed the pins from her messed hair and allowed it to cascade along her body.
Danger and beauty mixed. The sight took his breath away. Every delicious ounce of this sinful creature belonged to him.
She slipped her hand into her panties, stroking herself as the other hand ran over her abdomen then to her breast.
The air left his lungs. Wanting to see every motion, Max rose on his elbows. He now understood why fate chose this uninhibited siren to be his mate. Life would be so sweet together, if he survived her needs.
Inch by inch, she removed her panties.
Inch by inch, his cock grew hard again. “Take everything off. Now.” His voice sounded husky. All the different ways he’d like to take her ran through his mind.
She unclasped the front of her bra and set her breasts free. Pacing around her bed, she seemed to be trying to decide the best way to devour him.
Lascivious cravings gripped his soul. He twisted on the mattress and crouched, ready to snatch her, his beast just below the surface. A warning growl rolled in his chest.
* * * *
Marie gasped when Max flipped over on the bed and challenged her with a growl. His eyes changed to amber and glowed in the dim light. Dampness grew at the juncture of her legs.
The sexual energy that pulsed from him was intoxicating. She fed from him but at a leisurely pace. Her hunger wanted to devour him in one bite. How could she blame it? He tasted like bliss.
She’d never met anyone with this amount of desire and stamina. Max was made for her. She’d absorbed enough that would leave most men unconscious, and here he prepared to take her again.
As if reading her thoughts, he pounced.
Her feet left the floor when he grabbed her waist and lifted. Landing face down on the mattress, her breath left her in a sudden gust. She tried to twist, but Max pressed his body on top of hers, his stiff cock sandwiched between her cheeks.
“I’m not prey,” he whispered in a coarse voice.
The hands that held her arms to the mattress appeared larger than she remembered. Claws grew from the tips as she watched. For the first time in her life, she knew what it meant to be like dinner. Panting, she struggled but even with her strength nothing budged.
“I like it when you fight back.” He ran his sharp teeth over her neck.
Gasping, she glanced over her shoulder. An amber gaze met hers. Max remained caught between a change, part man and part beast.
He ran his tongue, which was softer and more pliable than a human one, along her upper arm. The sensation gave her a warm wave of pleasure.
Instead of being frightened, she found it exciting. “I think I like being prey.” She raised her ass and rubbed it against his cock.
The growl her action elicited made the muscles in her pussy clench. She wanted him bad. Her lust pulsed and mixed with his until she couldn’t discern their energies. He could take her anyway he wanted, without protest.
The hunger eased. She couldn’t figure out what happened, especially with Max rubbing against her, but she must have fed off her own sexual energy for once. Being with Max did things for her that no man ever could.
She squirmed and loved the strength that held her in place, making her submit.
Max rose to his knees and pressed his large hand between her shoulders. Like a reflex, she raised her hips in need and moaned. “Max, please.” Hot damn, she’d made men beg like this in the past but had never been the one to do it.
Tracing his fingers over her ass, he hitched her higher to meet his cock. The tip rubbed over her sensitive clit, and she cried out.
Plunging his cock into her pussy, he mounted her. She moaned as he stretched her and she arched her back, wanting more.
In and out, in and out. He pumped without mercy, his balls slapping her clit. Releasing his hold on her, he reached around and caressed her breast. “Am I hurting you?”
“Harder, Max.” Supporting her weight with her hands, she raised her hips higher in time with his demanding pace then cried out as he pinched her nipple. Her clit throbbed. She was so close to coming and needed relief, so she reached between her legs.
He pulled her arm away.
“Please, Max.” She tried again.
“Not yet.” Stopping her once more, he placed her hands above her head. “We’ll come together.” He sounded short of breath.
The pleasure built as he clung to her hips, his rhythm getting more demanding and his groans more desperate. He finally reached around and rolled her over-sensitized bud between his fingers, a button with direct access to releasing her orgasm.
She bucked and rocked under him, and he hung on for the ride. His hot seed spilled in her pussy, his roar of satisfaction deafening.
Collapsing onto the bed, she lay under his weight and caught her breath. The hunger was well fed, with her werewolf mate alive and panting.
“Oh my God.” He groaned and rolled off her. His back faced her while he tried to sit. Bloody scratches trailed down his back and ass.
She gasped. “I’m so sorry, Max.” When giving him a blow job, she’d gotten lost in the moment and done this to him.
He twisted to gaze down at the marks and grinned. “You claimed me!”
“What?”
“That’s how a female shifter claims her man.” He pointed to her bite mark on her chest. “Just like I claimed you.”
He’d bitten her at the club days ago. “You risked claiming me as your mate, knowing I might not claim you back?”
“I never doubted we belonged together, Marie.” He pulled her close and kissed the tip of her nose.
She clung to him, joy and shame combining in her heart. She’d almost chased him away, the one man she could truly love. “I’m so glad you didn’t give up on me, Max.”
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Annie Nicholas dreams of the ocean during the long Vermont winter months. She’d rather be diving the Hawaiian coral reefs or snorkeling with the sea turtles than digging out her driveway. As a little girl, she wanted to grow up to be a mermaid, but as a woman her idea developed teeth and claws. Sometimes things of beauty should be able to bite back.
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