He nibbled gently at her neck, causing goose bumps to appear as her body screamed with sensations. No man had ever done this to her, made her feel this way.
“May I try something else with you, Jillian?”
“Yes, sir!” She felt embarrassed at her exaggerated response.
“Perfect.”
BERTRAM
He slapped her firm ass once more, for fun, and led his sexy little spankophile to the bench. If there was any doubt this woman was his, his destined mate, it was gone now. She was his, and she was about to find that out.
“Don’t wear this outfit anymore,” he growled and ripped the top of the bodice away from her breasts. “I prefer you in dresses, and I want these beauties,” he grabbed her swollen breasts in his hand, “kept out of sight of all other males.” He twisted her peaked rosy nipple, taking a perverse pleasure in the way she mewled and licked her lips. Yes, this woman was his, and he would not be sharing her with anyone.
He watched her naked body tremble in front of him and smelled her lust. She was drenched in it, his for the taking. A juicy morsel he would finally taste. He yanked her over the bench and spanked her again and again.
Her wide eyes made him pause for a moment, and he softened his face and leaned into her ear. “What’s your ‘stop’ phrase, Jillian?”
“P-p-eter Piper”, she stuttered at him.
“Are you saying it now?” He prayed she wasn’t, but he wanted to make sure.
“Hell no!” She raised her head and frowned at him. “If you think I am, then you are even stupider than Simple Simon!”
He chortled, loving this woman even more. She truly had a strength about her.
“All right. Butt up, spread your legs.”
Her cheeks heated in excitement as she nodded and laid herself back over the bench.
He grabbed the flogger he had made last year and swished it in the air. It was made of many pieces of tent rope and was the perfect implement to give her some heat without wearing her out. He flicked his wrist and brought the ends of the rope sliding across her gorgeous red ass, again and again, reveling in her moans and the wetness he saw building between her legs.
He stroked between her legs, his fingers drenched in her fluids. She danced and shimmied and groaned as he alternated between stroking and spanking. He felt his other side rising, demanding his lustful advances to go further, to claim her as his own. He let out a small growl as she rocked through a powerful orgasm, her body shaking with pleasure.
“Please take me!” she cried.
Claim her! his beast commanded, and he almost lost control as the wolf threatened to rise.
He leapt away from her and turned away from the scene of her red ass and swollen, wet lips.
“What’s wrong?” She stood and turned, her face now a picture of wounded confusion.
“I can’t. Not now,” he growled and ran from the room asquickly as he could. But not before he saw the pain in her eyes. Better to hurt her feelings than to scare her to death or hurt her by releasing his other side, right?
“Ah hell!” he cursed, and headed for the back of the lodge.
CHAPTER 12
CADE
Bringing Faye to the point of ecstasy had Cade more turned on than he’d ever been, even counting those crazy years of puberty when he could get off watching nothing more titillating than an episode ofFriends. He sucked at her clit, relishing the way she wriggled, her little exclamations of surprise. Using his index finger, he rubbed her entryway and slid in as far as his finger reached, then curled it to tickle the front of her inner wall.
“Oh Pan, oh Pan, oh Pan!” she shrieked, her hands clutching his head as her internal muscles closed around his finger.
“That’s it, little fairy,” he encouraged, lifting his head but continuing to press his finger in and out of her.
“Oh, Cade,” she whimpered as if it hurt.
He looked up and froze, seeing tears on her face. “Oh shit…”
