by Mina Carter
She moaned, ragged sounds of pleasure escaping her as he moved. Pulling almost out of her to drive back in again with a power and precision that stole her breath and her sanity. He’d taken her several times last night, all different positions and varying tempos, from slow and seductive right through to fast and furious. None of that prepared her for now. None of it could have.
His movements were hard with the tension, the sheer need, she could feel tightening his entire body. As though she’d surprised him, and he hadn’t had time to get the mask in place again. As though he rode the edge of his control and couldn’t pull back. He had to touch her, take what he needed. Wanted.
There was no gentleness. He didn’t hurt her, but he wasn’t soft either. Not like he had been last night. No, now he was totally alpha male, taking and demanding her response in return as he fucked her, pure and simple. The change thrilled her, made her cling to him. Her man. She cried out, relaxing in his embrace to offer him everything she had. Everything of herself.
He growled in response, and his grip tightened. The primitive sound thrilled her. He thrust into her, pinning her with ease between his solid body and the tiles. His gaze was hard, boring into hers, holding her captive as much with his gaze as with his body.
He was claiming her. Somewhere deep in her heart, the part that was all about base instincts and emotions, she knew that. With every heavy thrust and quick roll of his hips, he staked a claim. Declared with everything that he had that she was his.
The knowledge should have scared the daylights out of her. Instead, it thrilled her. Her breathing shortened her breathing, her body tight with the sort of tension she had no business feeling, not this quick. Not after how many times he’d made her come last night.
“Oh, god,” he gasped, clutching at his shoulders. She wasn’t, shouldn’t be, anywhere near coming yet. But there was just something about him, like he only had to touch her, and she was ready to go up in flames. “Tom…”
“I’m here, love,” He muttered, low and harsh against her neck. The endearment had her heart flipping over in her chest. Did he mean it, or did it just roll meaninglessly off his tongue? “I’ve got you.”
She closed her eyes and relaxed. Her climax washed over her, a lazy pleasure that ripped through her to buffet her like she was caught in the rapids of a storm-swollen river.
He felt it, pausing mid-thrust to swear as her pussy clamped down around him. Hard squeezes as pleasure whipped through her. Groaning her name, he wrapped his arms around her and picked up pace.
The heavy slams of his hips against hers, and the depth his driving cock hit her, tore his name from her lips. Again and again. An endless litany as he thrust home a last time, and stiffened. She was pinned, his cock impaling her to jerk and pulsed deep within her as he came.
She wrapped her arms tighter around him, fingers playing with the hair at the nape of his neck as she whispered into his ear. He shuddered, hands hard as he pulled back to kiss her. Raw and primal, it rocked her to the core, leaving her breathless.
“So, do I pass muster?” He lifted his head, blue eyes intense with emotion. “Can I persuade you to see me again? Perhaps make it a long-term thing…"
Yes… oh lord, yes. Hiding the stupid grin that wanted to spread over her face at his words, she leaned in and brushed her lips over his.
“I think something like that can be arranged. How about we start tonight?”
The End
About the Author
Mina was born and raised in the East Farthing of Middle Earth (otherwise known as the Midlands, England) and spend her childhood learning all the sorts of things generally required of a professional adventurer. Able to ride, box, shoot, make and read maps, make chainmail and use a broadsword (with varying degrees of efficiency) she was disgusted to find that adventuring is not considered a suitable occupation these days.
So, instead of slaying dragons and hunting vampires and the like, Mina spends her days writing about hot shifters, government conspiracies and vampire lords with more than their fair share of RAWR. Turns out wanna-be adventurers have quite the turn of imagination after all... (But she keeps that sword sharp, just in case the writing career is just a dream and she really *is* an adventurer.)
The boring part: A full time author, cover artist, and photographer, Mina can usually be found hunched over a keyboard or graphics tablet, frantically trying to get the images and words in her head out and onto the screen before they drive her mad. She's addicted to coffee and would like to be addicted to chocolate, but unfortunately chocolate dislikes her.
Website: www.mina-carter.com
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Twitter: @minacarter
Other Titles by Mina Carter
Now Available in eBook:
Dragon’s Honor (Paranormal Protection Agency)
Blood Mate
Wolf-Bond
Melody’s Wolf
Seducing the Sergeant
Hedging his Bets (with Celia Kyle)
Reaper
Perfect Mate
Close Protection (Paranormal Protection Agency)
Now Available in Print:
End of Days (anthology)
Halloween Heat (anthology)
Perfect Mate
Prince’s Courtesan
Moonlight & Magic Series
Kyn Series
For a full book list, please visit http://mina-carter.com/bookshelf/