Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 108368 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 542(@200wpm)___ 433(@250wpm)___ 361(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 108368 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 542(@200wpm)___ 433(@250wpm)___ 361(@300wpm)
Fisting the base of his long, thick cock, Ally opened her mouth . . . but only enough to deliver a catlike flick of her tongue to the head. His warning growl made her smile. Although she opened her mouth a little wider, she only lazily laved the head before lapping up the pearl of pre-come there. And apparently her mate had had enough, because she sensed the feverish tension that had tautened his body simply snap.
Tightening his grip on her hair, Derren snatched her head back. “Don’t tease. I want those lips wrapped around me, so do what I fucking told you and open up.”
That order, which rang with dominance and authority, should have pissed her off. But knowing she’d driven him past the edge of his control made self-satisfaction settle low in her stomach. Her wolf kind of liked it too. The moment she opened her mouth wide, he surged inside.
Derren groaned as the burning heat of her mouth finally enveloped his cock. It felt too fucking good. Seeing her there on her knees, his cock in her mouth, her nipples hard, and her defiant stare boldly meeting his while the scent of her need cocooned him . . . it was all enough to make him almost explode right then. “Suck.” She swirled her tongue under and around him as her head bobbed up and down his cock. “That’s it, baby. Fuck, that’s good. Take more.” He used the hand in her hair to guide her movements, urge her to move faster and suck him deeper.
Another groan was wrenched out of him as the head of his cock bumped the back of her throat. Instead of panicking as he’d expected, she relaxed her jaw and swallowed. “Good girl.” As her throat contracted around him, he felt the telling tingle at the base of his spine and knew he wouldn’t hold out much longer.
Then she glided the edges of her teeth along his length, trailing it with her tongue, and Derren’s release barreled into him. Just as he was about to burst, she tugged on his balls. “Son of a bitch.” He erupted into her mouth, watching with utter bliss as she continued to suck and swallowed every last drop—it was yet another way to mark her as his, and it made his wolf release a satisfied growl.
Gently pulling her to her feet, Derren brushed her hair aside. “Thank you, baby. You definitely deserve a reward for that.” He kissed her, capturing her breathy, needy little moans as she rubbed against him almost frantically, desperate for relief. “Shush. I’ll give you what you need.” Cupping her ass, he lifted her. She curled her limbs around him as he carried her to the bedroom, where he gently laid her on the bed.
Ally watched as he quickly took off his shoes and jeans, his eyes on her pussy. When his hands slid down her thighs, she shook her head. “No tongue, no fingers—I want your cock.” A cock that was quickly reviving, most likely directly in response to the scent of her unanswered arousal. “You said I’d get what I want when you got what you want.”
“But I want your taste on my tongue.”
Spoiled motherfucker. Ally swiped a finger through her slick folds and then offered it to him. A wicked smile curving his mouth, he sucked her finger clean. “Now you have it.” She shot her hand out and curled it around his cock. Again and again, she stroked him with a firm, possessive grip, knowing exactly how he liked it.
Thick, hard, and aching with the need to be in her, Derren tugged her hand away and flipped her onto her stomach. Grasping her hips, he pulled her onto her knees. “Keep your head down, baby.”
Ally jerked forward as he slammed into her, burying every inch of himself in one swift, smooth thrust—no warning, no finesse, no preamble. It was exactly what she wanted. His pace was frenzied as he pounded into her with deep, powerful, branding thrusts that drove every thought from her mind and sent pleasure whipping through her.
She tensed as his hands parted her ass cheeks and one wet finger circled the ring. “Derren . . .” That finger then gently pushed inside, causing a burn that was somehow both pleasure and pain.
“I’m going to take you here, Ally.” He punctuated that by thrusting his finger in and out.
Of course, it was pure reflex for Ally and her wolf to challenge that dominant tone. He must have sensed that, because one strong hand slipped around her throat in a very possessive and cautioning grip.
“You’re mine, Ally,” he ground out, still hammering into her. “That means this mouth, pussy, and ass are mine to fuck.” Her pussy was so hot and slick around him, squeezing and quivering—nothing had ever felt better. “I’m going to come in your ass, claim it. And you’re going to love it, baby, I promise you that. I just need you to relax for me, okay? You want this.”