Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 60481 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 302(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60481 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 302(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Forever.
After two days of being rebuffed by my own mate, I had her in my arms. If she didn’t want to talk, then I was totally okay with that. I tasted her for the first time. Spicy and tangy like the wine she’d had. She wasn’t tentative or shy.
Hell, she was definitely that spark plug, firing and revving my engine.
With one arm under her ass–a full fuckable ass–and the other cupping the back of her head to protect her from the wall, we kissed.
And kissed.
And kissed.
Even though my wolf was focused on satisfying our mate, his powerful hearing ensured we remained alone because the little throaty moans and gasps Clio was making were only for me.
My thumb stroked over her soft cheek, angling and taking the kiss deeper.
Clio couldn’t tip her head back because there was no room between us, so she lifted her chin.
“More,” she begged, writhing in my hold.
I cupped one full breast and ran my fingers over her nipple. It was a tight hard bud I wanted to get my mouth on but had to save that for round two. Instead, I pinched and tugged.
“Sam,” she moaned.
Fuck, yes.
“You want this, Sparks?”
She nodded, and when I moved to pluck her other nipple through her sexy top, her hands got busy.
“Not enough. I need you in me. Now.” Her hands slid down my torso, and she tried to get at my belt buckle.
“Gotta make sure you’re ready first,” I said.
She grabbed my face in a tight grip, forcing me to look at her. “I’m a grown-ass woman. I’m wet. I know when I’m ready. Fuck me already.”
I knew what back-of-the-building sex was like. Quick, hot, and intense.
But with Clio, I wanted to do it right. To satisfy her. To make sure she was getting what she needed.
Except what she wanted was the hot and heavy quickie. Fine. I’d give her what she craved. I set her down and slid my hand up her inner thigh until I found her silky panties.
Wet.
Thank fuck she wore a skirt. The panties? She sure as hell didn’t need them. With one tug at her hip, I ripped them off her. They fell down to one ankle.
I breathed in the heady scent of her arousal. It was sweeter than her usual cinnamon scent. As potent as her need. Swiping a finger over her center, I confirmed she was soaked.
My wolf preened that we could make our mate so needy.
I was so fucking needy, too. If I didn’t get inside her in the next few seconds, I might actually go insane. With quick fingers, I grabbed a condom from my back pocket. Clio grabbed it and ripped it open with her teeth. My girl used to work on a pit crew. She knew how to be efficient and multitask. As she did that, I undid my belt and opened my jeans enough to reach into my boxers and pull my dick free.
I’d never been harder in my life. I’d been like this since the moment I stepped out of my truck at the shop and picked up her scent, despite all the times I’d jerked off. Taking the condom, I rolled it on, then gave my dick one hard tug. Reaching out, she took my free hand and moved it to her pussy, proving she was so fucking ready.
My wolf was saying, fuck her. Fuck her. Fuck her.
My mate was saying, “Fuck me, Sam. Please. God, I need every inch of that.”
It was a miracle I didn’t spurt then and there.
Because of our size difference, I couldn’t just wrap her leg around my hip and thrust deep. I picked her up once again and pressed her into the wall high enough, so my dick slid through her slick folds.
I met her gaze, shifted my hips, so I was at her entrance, then…
Then…
Found heaven on earth.
Clio gasped, and her fingers dug into my shoulders. Her inner walls clenched and released around me as I growled.
Yeah, a full-blown fucking growl. Because I was inside my mate for the first time.
I knew she’d be perfect. That she’d take me so well. But it was even better than I imagined.
Then, I moved.
Fucked her with long, deep strokes, letting gravity help. She slapped down on me again and again as she chanted yes, yes, YES!
“Sam, I’m gonna come. I need, I–”
“Need your clit played with?” I panted.
She nodded, head thrown back. I shifted us enough so that I could get my hand between us. I knew the second I’d found the spot because she clamped down on me as if she never wanted me to leave.
“There.” With a roll of her hips, she rode me as I fucked her nice and deep. My fingers slipped over her hard little clit. For a second, our eyes held, as if we were suspended. Then she leaned forward and–she fucking did!… she dug her teeth into my shoulder.