Groaning, I released myself and licked my lips as she stood right in front of me. Her arousal was thick in the air, and I wanted to taste it, but then she turned and dropped to her knees in front of me. She leaned onto her hands and looked back at me over her shoulder.
I was a goner.
CHAPTER SIX
Wren
My entire body burned with a need I hadn't felt before with anyone. I wanted him. I wantedthem.
"Take me, Kingston. Make me yours." I wiggled my ass and I dug my fingers into the cool dirt.
The rumble of his growl made wet heat bloom between my legs, and I moved my knees out further, giving him better access. Was the location ideal? No. But I wasn't going to let that stop me from making him mine.
When I'd woken up to a dark shadow standingover me, I thought that was it. I was done for. I'd stupidly fallen asleep out in the open when lunatic humans were hunting me, and my brief reprieve was going to cost me my life.
I hadn't thought. I'd kicked out and tripped him before running into the woods in a last-ditch effort to survive.
Only, it hadn't been the humans. It had been Kingston.
He slammed into me and I gasped, his movement burning as he stretched me. The pain was a reminder that I wasn't just Agent WC952, but I was Wren Carter.
A woman.
A fox.
A demi-goddess.
He slid out slowly, his fingers digging into my hips before he slammed back into me. I cried out, my head dropping to my shoulder and my fingers digging at the dirt to stop me from moving forward.
"Don't stop," I moaned as he retreated slowly once again. "Please, don't stop."
"You like it like this, baby?" He thrust again. "I can feel you clench around me each time." One of his hands trailed down my spine and smoothed over myass. "Remember what I told you would happen if you lied to me?"
"Yes!" I screamed as he thrust in and his hand cracked across my ass. My legs tried to squeeze together to relieve my throbbing clit, but his legs were in the way.
With each thrust of his hips, his hand slapped my ass, sending me closer and closer to a white-hot ecstasy. Our bodies slapped together, the joining of our bodies almost violent.
His hand gathered my hair, wrapping it around his fist and pulling me up against his chest. I gasped, seeing Sullivan standing not far away, leaning against a tree with his eyes locked on us.
Kingston's breath was hot against my ear but sent a shiver through my body. "You screamed loud enough to bring him running. Look at the lust in his eyes. Look at how hard his cock is."
"Oh, God, please." I trembled as Kingston's pace slowed. "Please, don't stop."
Kingston licked my ear and then kissed down my neck. "You want him to watch me make you mine?"
"Yes."
His arm wrapped around my waist to hold me against him, and his other hand grabbed my chin, turning my face so he could kiss me.
When our lips parted ways and he began fucking me again, I looked toward Sullivan to find him stroking himself. I didn't think I'd find someone watching such a fucking turn on, but it made me even wetter.
Kingston drove me higher and higher, his hand finding my clit at the right moment to send me over the edge. My head fell back, and I cried out his name.
His hot cum spilled into me, his body shuddering as he thrust one last time deep inside of me. "Mine," he growled, his lips moving across my shoulder. He bit down, his fangs piercing my skin, sending me into oblivion.
I'd never had anyone bite me before.
My eyes shut as the last wave of my orgasm washed over me, leaving me feeling like a rag doll. I was glad Kingston's arm was wrapped around me or I would have fallen face-first into the dirt.
