Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 120031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 600(@200wpm)___ 480(@250wpm)___ 400(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 120031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 600(@200wpm)___ 480(@250wpm)___ 400(@300wpm)
Spike after spike of carnal pleasure rippled down her bond as she sucked and licked, tracing every ridge and vein with her tongue and swirling it around his long shaft. His whispered praise sank into her bones while every hungry growl hit her in her core.
“So fucking good,” Eli rumbled, feeling his orgasm creep up on him. Her eyes—glazed over with need—locked with his, and he felt that sex-drunk look all the way to his balls.
Spiced with arousal, her potent scent twined around him and filled his lungs. He could almost taste it, and that only made him and his wolf more crazed for her. They needed to claim her mouth just as they’d claimed her pussy—it was a primal thing, and there was no fighting it.
Fisting her hair, he drove faster into her mouth and slipped his other hand around her neck. “I want to feel your throat work as you swallow my come.” Tightening her lips, she sucked even harder, and the breath slammed out of his lungs. Then she hummed, and the vibration seemed to shoot along his dick and zip up his spine. And like that, he was gone.
Heart pounding, he exploded with a growl. “Fuck, yeah, take it.” His thighs quivered as his dick pulsed inside his mate’s mouth over and over, claiming it with his come. And, yeah, that had been the best blowjob of his fucking life.
Throat dry, Eli pulled back. “Open. Show me.”
Understanding, Casey opened her mouth wide, showing him that she’d swallowed every drop. She wasn’t gonna lie, she got a little kick out of how hard he was breathing. His eyes went all lazy with satisfaction, which never failed to make a delicious warmth bloom in her lower stomach.
He stroked the tips of his fingers down the column of her throat. “Good girl. Now you get rewarded.”
“Untie me first.”
He gave her a mock frown, sliding down her body. “You said you trust me.”
“I do.”
“Then just lie back and enjoy.”
His mouth clamped around her pussy, and Casey arched into him with a gasp. His fingers dug into her hips as he held her still, feasting and growling and making her burn from the inside out.
“I don’t like that other men have had your taste on their tongue,” he rumbled. “Don’t like that they’ve played with my pussy. And it is mine. It was always mine.” He went back to eating her out. That blessed tongue licked, flicked, lapped, and thrust, driving her higher and higher.
She didn’t know why being tied up made it all so much hotter, but it did. Feeling so vulnerable … Something about that seemed to make every nerve ending in her body so much more sensitive. “Eli.”
“Right here, baby.” He pumped his tongue inside her and closed his hands around her breasts. He gave them a possessive squeeze that was just shy of painful—that rough touch was all it took. Her pussy rippled around his tongue and she came with a choked cry.
Eli draped his body over hers, pressing his throbbing cock against her clit, and almost shuddered at just the feel of his skin settling over hers. “Can’t seem to get enough of your taste.” He scooped some of her cream out of her pussy and idly painted her nipple with it.
“Eli—”
“You know what I want,” he said. She gave him her throat. “Good girl.” He sucked her wet nipple into his mouth and slammed his cock into her pussy, forcing his way past swollen muscles that rippled and contracted around him. “Fuck, baby.”
Casey wrapped her legs tight around him as he rode her hard. “Rode her” wasn’t really the best term. Exuding pure male power, he ferociously rammed in and out of her like he was caught in a frenzy. Brutal. Frantic. So impossibly deep she should have felt him in her throat.
After so many orgasms, her body should have been spent. It wasn’t. The friction began to build again fast, making her arch and writhe and pull half-heartedly at her bindings—there was no give in them, which only fired the carnal need coursing through her.
He groaned. “Every time you struggle, your pussy squeezes my cock.” He paused, hooked her legs over his shoulders, and started slamming into her again. “You ready to come for me?”
She moaned her assent, more than ready.
He slipped his thumb between her folds and circled her clit. “Then come.”
Her body, trained to respond to him, gave him exactly what he wanted. Casey’s back bowed, and a hoarse scream tore out of her throat, almost drowning out his growl. He sank his teeth into her shoulder as he slammed home once more and exploded deep inside her.
Casey lay there, shuddering, her eyes closed, drifting in a blissful fog … until her mink started shoving at her, demanding her attention; demanding she acknowledge something important. Opening her eyes, Casey took in a deep breath. And froze. “You smell that?”