Firestorm (Anthology)

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by Jade Buchanan, Alice Gaines, B. J. McCall


  "Damn it, Devin, what are you doing?"

  He chuckled and felt her shiver beneath him. He brought his mouth next to her ear. “I'm claiming you nice and slow."

  "I need it hard and fast."

  "Then you have to say it."

  "What?” she hissed.

  "That you're mine, my mate."

  He pulled back and continued to tease her, rotating his hips before slamming into her. He smiled when he heard her swear. He brought his hand down on her ass cheek with a sound smack, the crack echoing around the room. She cried out and he repeated the action on the other cheek as he withdrew slowly. He ignored the beast riding him to fuck her hard.

  "Devin, please, faster,” she begged.

  "Say it,” he ordered. He paused at her entrance, leaving just the head of his cock inside of her.

  She let out a scream of frustration. “Fine, I'm yours, all yours, I'm your mate. Fuck. Me. Now!"

  He plunged into her, riding her hard, pressing down on her clit. Her vaginal muscles quivered as her body shook. She screamed, a high-pitched feline cry that echoed off the walls of the room. Faster and faster he rode her until he felt the telltale tingle sliding up his spine. His balls tightened, cock twitched, and his seed coated the walls of her pussy. He came on a loud growl, crying out her name.

  He felt her shaking underneath him. Reluctantly he pulled out of her and collapsed to his side, wrapping his arms around her, pulling her down with him. “What is done can never be undone. You're my mate and I am yours,” he murmured.

  * * * *

  Courtney awoke on a moan. Looking down she saw Devin's head between her thighs. Her hips bucked when she felt the scrape of teeth along a fold of her labia. “Devin,” she moaned. “Fuck!"

  Her hips rose higher when she felt him thrust his fingers inside of her dripping cunt. He finger fucked her, thrusting into her hard and fast as his mouth sucked her clit. The beginnings of an orgasm began to coil inside of her. When his teeth scraped the sensitive head of her engorged bud she nearly came right then and there.

  Her hips undulated against his mouth. She was so close ... then she fell over the edge as he bit down on her clit gently. Heat exploded inside of her. Her back arched, and she saw stars bursting behind her eyelids as she screamed.

  When she calmed down she opened her eyes to find him on top of her. She looked up and felt his roughened hand caress the side of her face. She turned into that touch and kissed his palm.

  "Now that we've taken the edge off, let's make love."

  "Edge off? Is that what you were doing?"

  "Yes. We were both in heat, and we needed release. Now we can go nice and slow.” He thrust into her, causing her back to arch. She tilted her hips in invitation, wanting him deeper. She didn't want to know where he ended and she began. She wanted them to be one. His hips moved slowly, allowing her to feel every inch of him when he plunged back into her.

  Heat built up in her slowly. Never looking away, she watched his eyes darken to the color of the sky on a stormy day. The golden flecks became more pronounced. With each invasion he ground against her, stimulating her clit. She moved with him, meeting his thrusts with her own. Push, pull, forward and back they moved, never once looking away. Her climax spiraled tighter and tighter. Their sweat-slicked bodies rubbed against one another, and her nipples chafed against his chest, sending sparks of electricity straight to her pussy.

  "Come, sweet kitten, come for me,” he murmured. Like magic, she came. The simmering heat burst into an inferno raging through her body. She closed her eyes.

  "No! Open your eyes. Let me watch you come.” He growled out the order as her eyes flew open, letting him see what he had done to her. What he was still doing to her. He continued to thrust into her, faster, harder, urging her body to come again. Her orgasm tightened, curled, built until it burst over her. Legs shaking, inner walls clenching around him, she felt his cock pulse inside of her. Hot liquid poured into her, her cunt holding him tightly, milking every last drop of his seed.

  Once the rush was over and her body cooled down, she studied the hard planes of his face, dusted with a shadow of a beard. Looking into his eyes, she smiled softly, wrapping her arms around his neck. This was the face she loved, the face of her mate. She slipped a hand into his hair and urged his head down until their lips met in a gentle kiss.

  He pulled back and looked down at her. “I've always loved you. From the moment I saw you I knew you were my mate. Even if you are a cat,” he said laughing, the edge of a growl in his voice.

  "And what, pray tell, are you?” Her eyebrow rose in question.

  "Dog shifter, leader of the Sirius pack."

  "Oh, for the love of ... I fell in love with a dog? A dog, as in arf, arf? Oh for fuck's sake, get off me, you mangy flea bag. Our children are so not going to be dogs. I have to go find someone else to fuck.” Laughing, she tried to shove him off of her. She gasped as she felt him harden inside of her again.

  "Oh hell no, you're not going to find anyone else. And our children will be a mix. Your ... um ... what are the best qualities of a cat?"

  She swatted him and he withdrew from her only to thrust into her, hard. The heat between them began to build again. “Can't think, need to fuck,” she moaned.

  "We'll talk later."

  They fucked and made love all through the night, only pausing to sleep, briefly. In the morning the storm had blown over and a shuttle was ready to take them back. Luckily she had extra clothes in her briefcase so she wouldn't be going back down to Deva 69-A naked.

  * * * *

  Two months later in front of her pride and his pack they were officially mated by Alana, despite a brief protest from Triska, who was promptly bound and gagged. Devin grabbed his mate and led her off to one of the empty huts far enough from the festivities so they wouldn't be interrupted. He picked her up and put her on a table, spreading her legs wide. Undoing the laces of his leather pants and shoving them down, he grinned at her.

  "You are such a horn dog."

  "Your horn dog."

  "Wait, this is my favorite dress.” She pulled it up over her head and laid it aside. She spread her legs again, and they both groaned when he thrust into her. Wrapping her arms around him, she dragged his head down for a passionate kiss.

  His hands on her hips, he plunged into her hard and fast. Tearing his mouth away from hers, he watched as she leaned back on her elbows, arching her back for him. He lowered his head and took a dark chocolate nipple into his mouth, sucking the tightened bud hard. Reaching between them, she massaged her clit. He released her nipple with a pop and started to pound into her harder. “Come on, baby, come for me. I want to hear you scream,” he urged.

  She screamed, cunt clutching his shaft as he continued to thrust into her, legs shaking, head thrown back as she came. The orgasm washed over her in a rush of heat. He thrust into her once, twice, three times before joining her, howling his climax. Panting, out of breath, he leaned over her. Dropping his head, he gave her a quick kiss, before burying his head in the crook of her neck.

  "What is done can never be undone. You're my mate and I am yours,” she murmured.

  "Always and forever."

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  Selena Illyria

  I/R Author Selena Illyria was born with an overactive imagination. She loves to write stories featuring futuristic cities that can only be imagined, visit island kingdoms of vampires and dragons, giggle with mischievous pixies, peek in on faeries looking for their mates, check up on the naughty staff of an exclusive academy, and sigh over how in love a powerful business exec is with his wife. She can't wait to write stories with her talented, creative and wonderful CPs, Celia Kyle and Shara Cooper.

  When she's not writing, she loves to read books of many different genres. She also loves to watch some of her favorite movies (too many to be named) and television shows. She also loves to listen to some of her favorite musical artists. All of these things help inspire her to write.

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