Page 9 of Spaniard Untamed


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“Take me between your breasts and bring me off. Ease the pressure so I can concentrate on you,” he explained when she sucked in a shocked breath. “Like this.”

She held her breasts tightly around his cock, which freed his hands to touch her.

“Everything you want and more,” he promised, moving faster, and with more intent.

She cried out with each thrust. As the urge to satisfy him grew, she came closer to climax. She would do anything to please him, and in pleasing him, it was as if she was pleasuring herself. Watching the smooth tip of his erection plunge repeatedly into the dark shadow between her breasts was the most arousing thing she’d ever seen.

“Now!” she said, feeling him tense. And then she came too.

Mutual release hit them in violent, body-rocking waves. Diego called out her name at the moment of release. That touched her. She hadn’t expected it. It was a battle to remain objective. She had to remember there was one goal and one goal only, and that was to return to Eastern Europe to find Marissa with the Blood and Thunder team. Emotion couldn’t be involved. But it was, itwas!

~~o0o~~

He lowered Celina into the coolness of the pond and wrapped her hands around him. “Work me.” He showed her how. One release wasn’t enough to blunt his hunger. He needed more to give her the experience she deserved.

Her breathing quickened, and she began to move with him. The water had failed to cool either of them. They moved steadily, rhythmically, faster and faster, slipping on the mud beneath their feet, so it became a crazy, desperate ride to the finish. Finding his grip on a smooth stone lodged in the shallows of the pond, he steadied her and held her close. “Cup my balls. Gently.Yes,”he hissed between his teeth. “Like that. Exactly like that.”

She seemed to know instinctively what to do, and he roared with pleasure as she brought him release. “And now it’s your turn,” he told her when he could.