Page 24 of A Touch of Flame


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His green eyes held hers tight. She couldn’t have looked away if she’d wanted to. He said, “I need you to understand what you’re getting into here. This will be without one shred of emotion. What happens here is strictly physical, very physical. I have no interest in you otherwise, despite your alpha-mate capacity.”

She smiled. “Got it. No strings and yes, I’m game.”

He leaped to his feet, reached down and plucked her off the floor like she was feather. He lifted her into his arms then carried her into the bedroom, slamming the door shut with his foot.

She’d been wanting this for weeks. Months, maybe.

He took her to the bed but before he let go of her, he pulled the covers back. Then he dropped her so she bounced on the mattress.

She would have been happy to get her clothes off, but he went to work like a madman. He tugged off her shoes and jeans, then flipped her onto her stomach.”

“You’ve got a beautiful ass, Maeve.”

Then his mouth was on her bottom and she sank into the bed. It had been well over a year since she’d been with a man. She’d missed this so much. She’d loved sex with Frank. How much she’d lost when he died.

Braden licked her bottom all over then stripped off her thong. He wasn’t kidding when he said it would be physical. She bounced with every toss and tug. She couldn’t help but laugh. She loved it.

When he had her completely naked, she glanced over her shoulder and watched him move like lightning as he got rid of his clothes. Since he was barefoot, he had no troublesome boots to contend with.

He got on the bed on his knees, pushed her legs apart and rubbed his arousal over her sex.You want my mouth on your neck, don’t you?

Yes. I want to feel your fangs.

How about this first?

She didn’t even have time to ask. He leaped backward again and dragged her hips to the edge of the bed so that her legs hinged right over the side.

Before she could utter a sound, his tongue was against her sex and taking long, wolf-like swipes.

His fingers dug into the flesh of her ass and she moaned.

You even taste like lemon and lavender.She heard him growl after these words hit her mind.

Is that what I smell like to you?

Oh, yeah.

She moaned.I love your voice in my head.

Using his hands, he spread her legs wider. She groaned heavily, knowing what would come next. His tongue penetrated her and she cried out.

“Oh, God, that feels so good.”

He began to thrust in a steady, familiar rhythm. He increased the tempo.

Her hips rocked. But he didn’t seem to want that because he pressed on her bottom with his hand to hold her in place.

His tongue went faster and was a thick, strong muscle working her sex. She grabbed the sheets and squeezed. Suddenly, the speed of his tongue-thrust seemed impossibly fast.

She groaned and at the same time an orgasm took her straight over the edge. Her whole body was one tense organ, holding onto the pleasurable sensations as he continued to pummel her. She shouted against the sheet.

He didn’t stop until her hips eased down and her legs relaxed against the bed.

She lay in a limp, satisfied state. She felt him stand up, but she knew what she wanted first and she knew he’d love it.

She flipped over and waved a witch hand at him, intending to stop whatever he had planned. But his eyes flashed.No, you don’t.

He morphed into his wolf-state and landed on top of her again. He pinned her to the bed then slowly reverted to his human form.