Shards of Frost Read online Suzanne Wright (The Mercury Pack #5)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Mercury Pack Series by Suzanne Wright
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Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 120031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 600(@200wpm)___ 480(@250wpm)___ 400(@300wpm)
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The pretty teenager held up a finger, her gaze still on her cell. “One sec, Mom, just one … There, done.” Willow pocketed the phone and turned to her chocolate trifle. Noticing her father was staring at her, she blinked. “What?”

“Tell me you weren’t talking to that punk again,” said Nick.

“I wasn’t talking to that punk again.” She pointed her spoon at him. “And Kye is not a punk. He’s my friend. Leave him alone.”

Instead, Nick continued to grumble about her friendship with Kye, earning him huffs and eye rolls from Willow.

Eli draped an arm over the back of Casey’s chair and kissed her temple. “You full, baby?”

“Unbearably,” she replied. “And now I can’t stand the feel of my waistband. Is anyone going to wake up Kent, or should we just let him rest?” she asked no one in particular. The poor guy was slumped in his chair, his eyes closed, his mouth slack.

Smiling, Caleb flicked a hand. “He’s fine.”

Playing his fingers through his mate’s hair, Zander eyed Bracken. “You look like you could just as easily doze off.”

“Had a crap night’s sleep,” said Bracken, spooning some trifle. “The girls took hours to settle last night because they were so excited. They woke up, like, three times, asking to go check if Santa had been. And Madisyn woke me up at one point, snarking in her sleep, ‘You smell like feet, Morpheus, where the fuck’s the blue pill?’”

Madisyn’s cheeks pinkened. “I did not say that.”

Bracken snickered. “Trust me, you did.”

“Eli, Casey—one of you make her stop,” said Nick.

Looking at her daughter, Casey had to stifle a smile. Rubie’s eyes were locked on Nick’s, unnervingly blank in a way that could give even an Alpha a chill. “Rubie.” The single word was a warning.

Her gaze slid to Casey. “My mink wants to bite his jugular.”

Bracken shook his head. “I love you, Rubes, but you minks are vicious creatures. Your mom’s mink bit me again right on the back of the—Don’t you dare, Regan!”

But Regan dared. Ignoring her father’s warning, she splattered her sibling’s face with a handful of trifle. Predictably, a fight commenced that included Regan getting repeatedly smacked over the head with an empty dessert bowl by Yasmin.

Dash tapped Harley on the arm and asked, “Can I have the rest of your trifle?”

Harley raised her brow. “What’s the magic word?”

Dash’s face scrunched up, and he lifted one shoulder. “Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo?”

Shaking his head at his son, Marcus burst out laughing. “Kid, you crack me up.”

The little boy was a hoot. He was also pure trouble, which Casey’s mink really liked about him—typical, really.

Eli kissed her neck, inhaling deeply. “I really should stop doing that,” he whispered.

Casey frowned. “What?”

“Breathing in your scent in public,” replied Eli, still whispering. “It goes straight to my cock, which has no sense of decorum—it doesn’t matter where we are or how many people are around, it gets rock hard for you.”

She smiled. “You can show me just how hard later.”

“Oh, I plan to.”

That night, Casey flexed her grip on the rungs of the headboard as her mate’s tongue stabbed deep into her pussy. Yes, this was what she needed. He’d teased her mercilessly—licking, lapping, nipping, and rubbing his tongue up and down the side of her clit. Each time a little growl rumbled out of him, she all but shivered.

Flooded with feel-good chemicals and covered in a fine sheen of sweat, her body twisted, writhed, and bucked as he pumped his tongue inside her. Her pussy spasmed, aching for more, tightening as her orgasm crept closer and closer.

Eli’s fingertips bit into the globes of her ass, holding her to him as he devoured and tortured her. God, she was wound so damn tight, she felt like she’d burst any second. He knew every sensitive spot she possessed, knew how to drive her into a fever pitch of pure need—something she appreciated when he wasn’t taunting her this way.

“Eli,” she rasped, feeling her release hurtling toward her. “I’m gonna—”

“No.” He nuzzled her folds. “You’re not coming until I’m inside you.”

She bared her teeth at him. “Asshole.”

Getting to his knees, he fisted his cock, looking so sure and in command. “I want you riding me tonight.”

That she was good with. They switched positions, and she took a moment to drink him in—to admire that rugged face, powerfully built body, and that very fine cock. And he was all hers.

Eli looked up at her, his eyes smoldering with so much carnal hunger it took her breath away. “Come on, baby, wrap that pussy around my dick.”

More than happy to do so, Casey straddled him and curled her fingers around the base of his cock. She lowered herself onto him, sucking in a breath as—

He punched up his hips, and she found herself impaled on his hard, oh so thick shaft.

Her lips parted in shock. “Jesus, Eli.”


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