Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 87968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
I gasped and threw my head back as he slid deep inside me and found the end of my channel. Then those long fingers began thrusting in and out of me. He was gentle at first but when I tugged his hair and tipped my hips back, begging for more, he wasn’t afraid to give it to me.
“Nick!” I moaned, hardly believing this was actually, finally happening. “Oh God, that feels good! Get in me deep—do it!”
But though his fingers were long and thick, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I needed something more. My body was crying out to be filled with something even thicker—something that would flood my pussy with spurts of hot cream and make my belly swell with life…
Hazily, I wondered where these thoughts and urges were coming from. What was wrong with me? I had never wanted to be pregnant before. For that matter, I didn’t much enjoy any kind of sex, either. Being with a man sexually felt wrong to me—and it wasn’t any better with a woman, either, as some experimentation in college had taught me. In fact, I had never been with anyone whose touch turned me on—anyone but Nick, that was.
Maybe this is what he means by the two of us being “Fated Mates” I thought deliriously. Maybe that’s the reason no other man has ever turned me on but him.
But it was hard to think about anything except the way Nick was thrusting deep in my pussy and then circling my throbbing clit with his thumb as he continued to suck hard on my nipple. I was getting close…so damn close to coming and I couldn’t honestly remember the last time that had happened.
I simply wasn’t much interested in sex—not even masturbation. Or I hadn’t been until Nick came back into my life. Now, it seemed, I was all about it—it felt like my body was waking up after a long nap and it was hungry for sexual pleasure.
“Nick!” I moaned, carding my fingers through his hair again. “Oh God, yes! Yes!”
He chose that moment to stop sucking my left nipple and let it slip from his lips. Looking up at me, he growled,
“There’s something else I want to do to you, baby—something I’ve wanted forever.”
“You…you want to breed me?” I asked breathlessly, hoping he would say “yes.”
He growled again, a deep sexual sound that seemed to reverberate through my entire body.
“Of course I want to breed you, but I already told you I can’t,” he told me. “Right now what I want is to taste you.”
“To…to what?” I panted breathlessly.
Instead of explaining in words, Nick ducked his head and nuzzled between my legs. I gasped as I felt his hot breath against my pussy mound. And then he was rubbing his big hands up and down my legs soothingly, urging my thighs to part for him.
“It’s all right, baby,” he murmured. “Just relax and spread for me—open up and let me taste you. Let me taste that sweet little pussy.”
At last I understood what he wanted. I had only a moment to feel self-conscious—to wonder if he was going to like what he tasted—before he dove in.
I moaned as I felt him part my swollen pussy lips with his tongue and take a long, slow lick. He groaned then, like a man tasting a flavor he’s been longing for, and then buried his face between my thighs to lick me even deeper.
“Nick…Nick!” I gasped and found that I had threaded my fingers through his hair and was pulling, as though I was trying to get him closer.
In answer, he growled hungrily and wound both muscular arms around my thighs. This tilted me backwards and I wound up sprawled across the bed on my back, giving Nick much better access to my pussy.
He took full advantage of my new position, thrusting his tongue deep into the mouth of my pussy as though he was giving me a very intimate French kiss. I cried his name again and bucked my hips up, begging for more.
Nick was happy to give it to me. After tongue-fucking me for a good long time, he turned his attention back to my clit. He began teasing the sensitive little nub with the tip of his tongue, swirling around and around in a way that seemed calculated to drive me crazy.
“Nick…Nick!” I was sobbing his name like a prayer now. In all my years of wanting him I had never dreamed that he might want to do this to me. I could feel my pleasure building as he lapped and teased me and I knew I was about to come…perhaps harder than I ever had in my life.
The brand on my arm was burning even as my pleasure built. It felt like a warning—like disapproval of what Nick and I were doing together. But I told myself I rejected the Pack Laws. I might be half Were but I wasn’t going to let that keep me from the man I had always wanted and loved, damn it!