Her pussy muscles clutched around him and she let out a roar that was different to the sex noises he’d heard in the past.Not just from her, but other women too.
It was throaty and deep, and again, it rumbled through her body.This time, the tidal wave it triggered in him decimated his threadbare control.He strained against her hold, his body bucking as he experienced true ecstasy.
Something only she’d ever given him before.
He clenched his eyes shut to process the sheer fucking delight in the orgasm ricocheting around his body like a stray bullet, but as he did, he sensed something happening.
Her pussy was milking his still.Like, seriously clutching at his shaft.He’d come.He knew he had, and yet his eyes popped open as she began to purr again, this time, the purrs were like a fucking piledriver through concrete.They had him hoarsely crying out as more cum slalomed out of his cock.
Three more times she did that.Three incredible, exciting, painful times.
When she’d had enough, she collapsed against his chest, leaving him damn near comatose underneath her.
He hadn’t even known that was possible.Well, for anyone other than Sting anyway.
His eyes felt like they were permanently crossed, and as for his cock?He wasn’t sure if it would ever work again.
She settled against him like a sweaty, slick, sexy blanket.He stared overhead, insensate at what she’d just done to him.
Though they’d discussed, barely, what was going on with El, Shawn knew that this was a new development.
What she’d just done should have been impossible, right?Men didn’t come five times in the space of five minutes.
It was…
He gulped.
Possible.
She’d done it to him, and he’d done it.
The rabbit hole they’d fallen into when El had met Ryan on that dating site was far from over he realized.
Her shifting, and now this?
Jesus, where was the Queen of Hearts when he needed her?
Chapter
In his bestbib and tuck, Ryan settled into the SUV, watching as his guard set themselves up for the ride ahead.
Behind and in front, he had a cavalcade of cars.Because he was Pride leader, this was his right.His due.But only because he was about to enter Pantera territory.
This show of might was only needed because of that salient point.
Whatever was going on with El, Ryan needed answers.Today.He was only going to get them from the Pantera Council, not from El’s father who was outside of the paranormal community and probably didn’t have a clue about what was going on.Just that he needed to protect his daughter…
Whether he even knew the woman who’d mothered El was a shifter at all was a question they’d have to discover later on.
Marc had told him he was going to raise the topic with El today—she needed to visit her father sooner rather than later.
Sooner being tomorrow.Later, the day after that.
Grimacing at the sense of urgency that was riding him, an urgency that told him something wasn’t right, that things were more fucked up than any of them could imagine, he watched as Adam and Trip discussed something on the verandah before Trip headed off to the SUV Ryan was in.
Opening the passenger door, Trip jumped in, but when he did a peculiar scent filled the air.
Before he could wonder at it, he asked, “What were you two talking about?”
