Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 113848 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113848 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
She wanted to tell him she wouldn’t. All she could do was hold on as Munro annihilated her with pleasure.
“I thought you’d left me, thought you’d broken your word.” He grabbed her hair, twining it around his fist. “I would have followed you, Kereny. To heaven or hell and back. I would’ve burned down the entire fucking universe to find you.”
His dark confession only heightened her need. The emotion of their union was as explosive as everything else between them.
“You’re ready for all of me. My beast needs you so badly. It wants its mouth on you. Wants inside of you. It’ll tend you well.”
Then let it free. . . .
He removed the cuff, laying it aside. His body began to thrum, as if electric currents coursed through him, and his heartbeat thundered. She could see it palpitate in his chest and feel it in his shaft buried so deep inside her. As his muscles burgeoned, his fever-hot skin raged against her palms and within her core.
His beast grew clearer. It looked at her with utter possession, yet also with wonder. Could a beast be tender?
Between breaths, Munro grated, “It adores you. It’s never felt this way.”
She imagined him saying, I adore you; I’ve never felt this way. She feathered her fingers over his changing face.
He nuzzled her palm. “I feel everything it feels . . . or it feels everything I do . . . but this emotion is . . .”
He didn’t have to tell her. She could see it in his blue eyes.
Everything.
She moaned, no match for the intensity between them.
Yet then a beam of moonlight struck him directly, igniting his most brutal self. His fangs and claws lengthened even more, his body growing ever larger—until Munro was no longer at the fore.
Ren whimpered when the monstrous male loomed over her, with his long claws to grip her body, his fangs dripping to bite her flesh.
So terrifyingly beautiful.
The beast drew back his hips, leaving her empty. Then he seized her and turned her onto her hands and knees.
Oh! A moon-maddened monster knelt behind her exposed body. She’d never felt more vulnerable.
So why was she getting wetter?
He squeezed the curves of her backside, molding them, then he snatched her closer. Her breath hitched when he lined up his rigid erection to her entrance.
He impaled her, ripping a rapturous cry from her lungs. He began to buck against her, giving her no quarter. Their skin slapped, their sweat mingling. Her sobbing moans answered his groans.
Yet something was missing. —Receive his bite!—
Her beast listened to the Instinct, whipping her hair away to present her neck.
—Mark her.—
In an agony of lust, Munro gazed at the flesh Kereny’s beast had bared. Rocking on his shaft, she keened for his bite in the sultry light of the moon.
But would Kereny? Had she believed him when he’d told her it would be pleasurable?
Twice before he’d bitten her. Did he trust that a claiming bite would be different? Despite his age, he was virginal in this himself.
Hands clamped around her waist, he lowered his head to the tender skin of her neck. —Mark her forever!— He gave a savage growl . . .
And planted his fangs inside her.
His eyes shot wide when he felt her instantaneous orgasm, her scream of surrender filling his ears. Her channel pulsated along his length, as if to wrench his seed free. Her cunny wants it. Somehow, he denied that greedy grasp.
Never releasing his bite, he plunged into her writhing body as sensations inundated him. The scent of grass, sweat, and her luscious climax all swept him up. She’s mine now. I give Kereny her pleasures. Forever, mine.
She reached behind her to sink her claws into the backs of his thighs, whipping him until his hips pistoned, plowing his cock into her hungry sheath.
Unearthly pleasure. Hard fucking. Sex so hot they should be breathing flames.
He couldn’t speak his disbelief, could only snarl against her neck. Canna take more.
His shaft throbbed from the pressure of his semen.
When she screamed her pleasure again, the pressure gave way to absolute ecstasy. He relinquished his bite, and his back bowed, burying his cock to the hilt within her dripping heat.
She demanded his seed? With a full-throated roar to the sky, he gave and gave and gave. . . .
SIXTY
Hours later, when the moon had finally set, Munro lay with his female on a bed of grass. His beast nuzzled its mate one last time, then receded, leaving Munro to enjoy a sense of peace so marked he felt as if he floated.
Kereny nestled closer to him with a sweet yawn. His fierce she-wolf had a wee kitten’s yawn. He clasped her tightly and gazed skyward. I’m done for.
In seconds, she was out. Which was understandable considering how many times he’d taken her over the night.