Bridling Lucy (Horse Mountain Shifters Book 3)

by Sierra Brave

  She closed her eyes and pressed her fingertips into his shoulder blades as he lifted her off her feet. “Chance! Don’t drop me.”

  “I won’t.” He rushed into the bedroom and then released her, allowing gravity to deposit her on top of his hunter green comforter, her body bouncing against the firm mattress.

  Before she could react, he was on top of her, balancing with his hands on either side of her. She sucked in a heavy breath as they stared at each other. His smoldering, dark eyes nearly snatched the air right back from her lungs. His dilated pupils and flushed cheeks put his longing on display as he parted his lips while panting. Oh, my God! It’s finally happening.

  “I’ve got to have you right now. I don’t know how gentle I can be. Are you a virgin?” He seemed completely serious.

  “Pfft.” She turned her head to the side as she smirked. “I’m an adult.”

  “Good.” He dipped his head and nibbled at her neck before sucking, sending a pulse of lust to her clit. He lapped at her collarbone before blazing a trail of tiny bites and kisses down to her cleavage. Everywhere his lips touched simmered with warmth and set her body on fire. He wrapped his lips around her nipple, covering the large, protruding nub with wet heat.

  The sucking sensation triggered ripples of desire along her skin and down between her legs. “Mmm.” Lucy grasped the back of his head to encourage him onward. He took her other breast in his hand, squeezing while tweaking the nipple with his thumb. She tightened her vaginal walls, longing for her canal to be filled by his hard shaft.

  He licked a circle around the pink bit of flesh he’d sucked into a tight bead. As he pulled her nipple between his lips for another forceful taste, she moaned and pushed her shoulders back against the bedding, jutting her breasts toward his face. He released her erect nub with a slurping sound before he looked into her eyes and grinned. “You have such a beautiful body. I’ve been dreaming of getting my hands and lips around these lovelies.”

  Not as much as I’ve been fantasizing about having my way with you. She groaned as he held the sides of each of her breasts while pushing them together until the areolas were only inches apart. Lucy squirmed beneath him, spreading her legs. As she trembled with anticipation, he kissed one nipple before sticking his tongue out and moving his head from side-to-side, stimulating them both in one quick motion. She opened her mouth, crying out and allowing lusty sounds to pour from her lips.

  His tongue was like magic, expertly locating the most sensitive spots and titillating them. Her cheeks flushed and she pursed her lips in an effort to stimmy her loud moaning and panting. She played with his hair with one hand, twisting a shimmering lock around one of her fingers while throwing her other hand up over her head and then clawing at the comforter.

  As her nipples throbbed, she closed her eyes and writhed. She couldn’t swallow all the guttural sounds sticking in her throat as she lifted her trembling thighs and placed her soles flat on the bed. His hard, well-built chest pressed against her stomach, and his throbbing cock pressed against her inner thigh as he worshiped at her breasts. She absently bucked her hips, yearning for him to turn his attention toward her soaking wet pussy.

  He rubbed his cheek along one of her breasts. The prickling sensation created by the stubble from his five o’clock shadow thinned the veil between agonizing pleasure and sweet pain. He opened his mouth, capturing her nipple again.

  Lucy squirmed, clenching her hungry cunt as she rocking her hips in time with his suckling. As the anticipation stirred her libido, she arched her back and spread her legs wider. Damn. It feels so good, but I’m going to go crazy if he doesn’t fuck me soon.

  As he sucked harder, the area between her legs pulsed in time with the motions of his mouth. She quivered as the coiling in her stomach began, pulling her toward the inevitable conclusion. She moaned loudly, quivering. “Ah…oh, God!”

  She pressed her bottom down against the mattress as her body shook and shuddered. She panted, looking up at the ceiling. The room seemed to spin around her…or maybe it was the bed. Fuck if I know, but I just came from having my tits sucked, and that shit has never happened before.

  As she caught her breath, Chance released her nipple with a slight smacking sound. She closed her eyes. He pressed his teeth into the side of her breast and applied enough pressure to command her attention without hurting her. Her lids blinked open and her eyes widened on a gasp. He released her flesh from his tender bite. “You’re mine. I’m marking you.”

  He peered down at her seductively, practically locking her in his gaze as he let out a primal growl. A shudder ran down her spine. She panted wildly and nodded her head in agreement. He may be an equine shifter, but there’s more wolf in the mix than he lets on. “Do whatever you want to me. As long as it’s you, I know I’ll be okay.”

  He smiled before dipping his head again. His lips grazed her tummy as he peppered her flesh with kisses. Lucy moved her hands in an attempt to cover up her belly rolls, but Chance grabbed her wrists before pinning them to the bed by her sides while he kissed and nipped her soft flesh. “You have such beautiful, pale skin. It’s really going to show my marks.” He bit down on her belly just enough to leave light indentions but not hard enough to break the skin. “Mine.”

  “Yes, it’s yours—all yours. Take it!” She’d never begged anyone to fuck her before, but she needed his hard cock inside of her. “Chance, please!”

  He lifted his head and threw her an admonishing look before he shook his head. “You be patient. You’ve been teasing me with all these sexy curves, misbehaving just so I’d bare your butt. Now let me savor you.”

  Oh, shit…Did he know the whole time?

  He scooted down off the bed onto his knees before grabbing her legs and pulling her to the edge. He spread her thighs apart, nuzzling his face only inches away from her throbbing cunt. As he marked the dimpled flesh, sucking hard enough to leave a small reddish mark, her body trembled and her clit ached. His hot breath covered her pussy just before he parted the seam with his finger. “So wet and such a pretty pink.” He brushed his thumb across one of her nipples. “These too—such a beautiful color against your snow white skin.”

  His compliments both embarrassed and excited her. Her pulse skyrocketed, and as his tongue made contact with the tingling button above her opening, she sucked in a deep breath while arching her back. Having already come once, her pussy was extra sensitive, and every slight touch sent her closer to the brink again. He pushed his long finger inside her as he lavished her clit with wet attention, sucking and licking. She cried out as he paired the index with the middle. His digits moved like magic, finding the perfect rhythm. Her body quivered in a rush of bliss and she clenched down against the insistent pummeling, riding the second wave of orgasmic euphoria.

  As she struggled to catch her breath a woozy high played with her senses as if she’d been enjoying the one-two punch of a double shot of tequila. She watched Chance stand up and as he pushed back one of her legs while stroking his long, thick cock, she parted her lips, longing to taste his juices as she stared with widened eyes, instinctively spreading her legs wider. Every nerve ending in her body buzzed with exhilaration as the anticipation of being filled up by the engorged, pre-cum dripping masterpiece in his hand filled her head.

  She moaned, beckoning him with her eyes but as a wayward drop landed on her thigh, a sudden shock of awareness slapped some sense into her befuddled head. She placed her hand over her pussy before he could position the head at the slit. “Whoa! Strap up, cowboy.”

  His eyes widened as he jolted to stand straight up. He pointed at her. “Look at you. You’re so smart.” He grabbed a condom in a gold wrapper from the drawer in his nightstand before hurrying back to her.

  As he started to open the package, she sat up on the bed. “Wait.”

  Chance’s gaze darted to her eyes and his face fell, disappointment clear in his eyes. “Changed your mind?”

  She shook her head. “Oh, hell no!” She reached out for hi
s cock. “I want to taste.” As a toothy grin spread across his face, she grabbed his hips and leaned forward before opening her mouth wide and wrapping her lips around his member. A light, bitter taste welcomed her tongue as she lapped up his pre-ejaculate just before enveloping half of his member with her mouth. His erection pulsed against her tongue. The corners of her lips were stretched as wide as she could open them as his bulbous dick head pressed against her throat. She wrapped both hands around what remained, slather salvia on the inches closer to the root as best she could. As she pulled back and released him, he made a growling noise.

  She ran her hand up to the sopping wet tip and back down before she licked the length. She reached for the condom package and sheathed his cock before reclining again and spreading her legs for him. He moved closer and positioned his shaft. As he pierced her, she cried out. Since her pussy was already drenching her thighs, he entered easily. She closed her eyes, relishing the fullness as he plunged deep inside her. He grabbed her ankles, pushing them toward her head while moving his hips.

  She blinked several times, noticing his gaze never left her face. He played around with her position, moving her legs and adjusting his hips until her eyes jolted open and she cried out. He smirked. “There’s the spot.” He thrust, pounding into her hard and fast, each time striking a place with mind-blowing sensitivity. She grabbed handfuls of the comforter, holding on tight as if she might fly off into the abyss. Noises she’d never meant to utter flew from her lips as he rocked her body.

  While willing her bedraggled brain to engage, she met his gaze, staring into his dark, seductive eyes as she caught his rhythm. She bucked her hips meeting each of his thrusts. Her tummy coiled until she was pulled taut like an arrow ready to fly. Two more direct hits to her sweet spot and she came, her muscles contracting as she tightened against Chance’s cock.

  “Ah, ah, ah…Oh, my God.” Her warm, orgasmic juices rushed forward, drenching his dick and thighs. She wiped away the mist of perspiration on her forehead with the back of her hand as she panted, riding out the aftershocks. She blinked her eyes open and looked at his gorgeous face. “Chance, that was amazing.”

  A cocky smile spread across his face. “I hope you don’t think it’s over. I’m just getting started.”

  Her eyes widened and she gasped just before he pulled out of her. As he rolled her over on her stomach, she grabbed his pillow before pulling it to her and holding onto it as securely as she could. He climbed onto the bed next to her before relaxing on his side as he stroked her hair. His still erect and throbbing cock pushed up against her thigh as he caressed her back.

  “Are you okay, baby?” He dropped a kiss on her shoulder.

  She turned her face toward him, her eyes misty and her breathing ragged. “Huh?” Her frenzied, lustful body seemed to have turned her brain to mush.

  “Do you want me to stop?”

  A sharp pain in her chest and a fluttering in her tummy set off an alarm bell in her head. “Hell no! Don’t stop. Make me yours.”

  He ran his hand down to her butt, lightly rubbing. After he moved up on his knees, he leaned over and kissed her lower back. He peppered more smooches and nibbles along the top part of her bottom where he hadn’t spanked her.

  His hot breath covered a particularly sore spot shortly before a burst of wet warmth slathered the offended area. “I hadn’t meant to leave a bruise.” He ran the tip of his tongue across the same place before switching over to peppering her flesh with sweet kisses. She squirmed as her folds overflowed down her already slick thighs.

  “It’s okay. I’m pale. I bruise easily.” She buried her face in Chance’s pillow, bearing down her pussy against the mattress as memories of how aroused she’d been during her punishment flashed in her mind.

  He kissed the same spot again before sitting upright and running his fingertips over her ass. “I’m going to mark your ass as mine too, but maybe not right now. It can wait until it’s a pretty, milky white again.”

  Lucy’s heartbeat sped up like a race car and she arched her back, sticking her bottom up toward him. “We both know I wouldn’t have respected you or listened to a word you said from day one if you took it too easy on me. No need to back down now.”

  He dipped his head down, his smooth as silk hair tickling her bottom as he applied light pressure with his teeth, pushing down against her skin. She lifted her head and sucked in her breath. For the first time, his mark hurt. She hissed as he released her tender rear from his bite. He lapped at the spot he marked, tracing it with his tongue. “You taste and smell delicious. Get on your knees for me.”

  She moved into the requested position, her legs quivering as she arched her back to thrust her pussy toward him. As she closed her eyes, the tip of his cock nudged at her entrance and he grasped her hips. He yanked her toward him and her jaw dropped on a moan as he slid his cock into her. A shiver ran up her spine as she nearly came again. Having already climaxed twice, her pussy was so drenched, tiny bursts of wetness made squishing sounds with Chance’s every stroke. Even without clenching down on his dick, her muscles contracted as mini-orgasms shook her body.

  He leaned forward, his chest resting against her back as he peppered kisses on her nape and shoulders. His warm breath covered her ear as he whispered, “I’m close. Concentrate and come with me.”

  She closed her eyes, imagining his handsome face and his sexy abs. Her mouth watered as she remembered the taste of his pre-cum. She breathed in his scrumptious scent, and her heart thumped. While arching her back higher, she pushed back against his thrusts, keeping time with his movements. He groaned, and her mind went blank as she lifted her eyes toward the ceiling. All rational thought was swept away by the irresistible ripples pleasure. As his cocked smacked against her sweet spot, an overwhelming exhilaration ripped through her core and she squirted orgasmic fluid, drenching Chance’s dick and groin again.

  “Fuck yeah!” He grunted and tried to push deeper, making Lucy squeal. He pulled halfway out and then plunged in again, releasing his seed while making a growling, rasping sound. After he pulled out, Lucy crumbled on the bed, breathing erratically. “Be right back.”

  As he headed to the bathroom, she rolled over on her back, staring at the ceiling as she panted. Her body was burning hot and her skin was flushed and damp with a mixture of her and Chance’s sweat. When he returned, he had disposed of the condom and was carrying a damp washcloth and a dry towel.

  She started to sit up, but he put his hand on her shoulder and gently nudged her to stay in place, and as she parted her lips to speak, he silenced her with his index finger. “Shh, just relax and let me take care of you. She reclined against the bedding, resting her head on his pillow as he wiped down her skin and patted her dry. “There we go.” He tossed the towels off the side of the bed as he relaxed next to her. She turned on her side to face him, and he cupped her cheek before kissing her. His lips were soft and warm, and everything about being next to him felt so right. “Hungry?”

  She nodded. “I could eat.”

  “You take whatever time you need to rest up or use the facilities while I go whip something up for us.” He smacked a sweet peck on her lips before walking over to his closet. He pulled out a couple of t-shirts before tossing a black one with the Rolling Stones logo on the front to her. “One for you, and one for me.” He finished dressing and headed off to the kitchen.

  Lucy stood on wobbly legs that might as well have been made of jelly. She had no idea how Chance managed to bounce around so spry after fucking the hell out of her.

  After tinkling, Lucy glanced at herself in the mirror. She had just-fucked hair, and her cheeks were red. She splashed some water on her face and then took some time to tidy up her body a little more. After finding her panties on the bathroom floor, she slipped them on and wobbled back to Chance’s bed. She put on his t-shirt, finding it a bit snug but long enough to cover her bottom and upper thighs. As exhaustion overcame her, she pulled back his comforter and sheets and crawled into bed. I�
�ll just rest for a minute…catch my breath.

  After he finished cooking and set the table, Chance wandered into his room to see what was keeping Lucy so long. He stood in the doorway, catching her fast asleep. She’d kicked the covers off of her body, exposing her thick, sexy thighs. She was his beautiful princess, plump and pretty just as he’d always dreamed. He observed how his t-shirt accentuated her curves and licked his lips. Davis was right—giving into my instincts was fucking amazing, and with Lucy so ready and willing, I couldn’t have stopped myself even if I had wanted to. She caught me by surprise. I hadn’t expected things to go this way tonight.

  He sighed as he rubbed the back of his neck, his stomach fluttering with nervous energy as he considered the implications of what had gone down. Truth is she and I still have a lot to discuss. I wanted to bring up those two shady characters over dinner…offer my support; I need to get her to open up to me about what she’s running from. Jumping the gun on a physical relationship might bite me in the ass. He distracted himself for a few minutes by picking up the towels he’d tossed around earlier and hanging up any loose clothing he and Lucy had left on the floor.

  He approached her, placing his hand on her shoulder. “Time to eat.”

  She blinked a couple of times before opening her eyes wide. “Hmm?” She looked around as if disoriented but after a couple of seconds she seemed to register where she was and what she was doing. “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to fall asleep.”

  He stroked her cheek with his thumb. “It’s fine but I don’t want your mushroom fettuccini alfredo to get cold.”

  “Yum.” As he watched her lips part just before she ran her tongue across the bottom one, his cock twitched. A smile spread across her face before she hopped out of bed. Chance walked her to the table and then pulled out her chair before taking his own seat. “It smells amazing.”

  “I wasn’t sure what kind of dressing you like so I put a few different options out.”