by Crissy Smith
She sucked him down then slowly backed off. Over and over until he felt the familiar tingle telling him it was almost too late. He pulled away. “God, baby,” he managed before dropping to his knees with her. He pushed her back, kissing her deeply, until he lay over her. She arched up and gripped his shoulders.
He used his knees to hold her legs open while running his fingers through her wet folds. “Yes!” she hissed. Wet and ready, Piper bucked up as he parted her and plunged two fingers within her. She cried out, urging him on. As many times as he had fantasized about having her, he had never quite seen himself taking her on the floor of the bar, too eager to slow down, but more turned on than ever before in his life.
“Now,” she pleaded. “Jace, please!”
The begging did it. He would take his time later. Right now, if he didn’t get inside her, he would die. Just explode into a thousand pieces.
“My love,” he whispered, running his tongue over her bottom lip. “My Piper.”
Then he thrust deep. She screamed, convulsing around him, head thrown back, nails slashing his sides.
He plunged into her hard and fast, over and over. She met him stroke for frenzied stroke. His blood pumped, sweat dripped from his forehead onto her and he plowed her. Piper’s eyes were closed as she begged for more.
“Look at me,” he ordered. “Let me see you.”
Her lashes fluttered open. Her normally magnificent eyes were even more intriguing. They practically glowed as she looked back at him. Something wild and almost animalistic close to the surface seemed to be staring at him. It pulled at the dominant inside him. He slammed into her several times. “Mine!” he called.
She screamed and together they reached their orgasms. Her inner muscles clamped down and he released his seed deep inside her.
Claimed. Wanted. Mate.
Those three words seemed to circle around in his mind. He shook his head as he started to collapse. He managed to catch himself on his elbows as he peered down at Piper.
Her eyes were wide, although back to their normal color, while fear and panic played across her face.
He bent his head and very gently rubbed his lips over hers. “It’s okay, baby,” he assured her. “It’s okay.”
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About the Author
Crissy Smith lives in Texas with her husband, daughter, and three Labrador retrievers. The three dogs love to curl up under her computer desk and nap while she writes. It doesn’t leave a lot of room for her but what’s a woman to do?
When not writing or reading, she enjoys hunting, camping and shooting. But she has a girly side too and is addicted to pedicures and coffee.
She has been writing since she was a teenager and still loves everything to do with the paranormal. Her stories and characters all have a place in her heart. She loves the Alpha male, the dominant werewolf, and the Master vampire, which find their way in most of her books.
Learn more about the characters she has created at her website where they have their very own page. It will be updated from time to time to let you know what's going on with them. Also you can find out who will be in the next book.
Email: [email protected]
Crissy loves to hear from readers. You can find her contact information, website and author biography at http://www.totallybound.com.
Also by Crissy Smith
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Lacey’s Seduction
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Bid High
Fated Love
Vamps in the City
Were Chronicles: Pack Alpha
Were Chronicles Pack Enforcer
Were Chronicles: Pack Territory
Were Chronicles: Pack Rogue
Were Chronicles: Pack Community
Were Chronicles: Pack Mates
Were Chronicles: Pack Daughter
Were Chronicles: Pack Hunter
Were Chronicles: Pack Council
Were Chronicles: Pack Security
Corporate Wolves: The Favour
Corporate Wolves: Losing Control
Secrets: The Shifter and the Dreamer
Shifter Chronicles: Birds of Prey
Caught in the Middle: Magical Ménage
Bite Me!: Savage Love
Summer Seductions: Summers’ Girl
Cloaks and Daggers: Vampire Hunter
What’s Her Secret?: Last Call
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