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his hand as she sought more of that burgeoning pleasure. She added a pinching ache to that swelling joy, giving her nipples a small twist that sent her desire flying higher.
Ares scraped his fang across her clit once more, sending a bolt of pain along her spine, and she gasped, arching her back farther as she took him deep. Then she rolled her body in earnest, taking more and more pleasure from his seductive invasion. She fucked herself on his hand, forcing him deeper and harder. Her release inched closer, the pleasure stretching to encompass her body. It skated over her nerves, plucking them as it filled her blood and stole her breath. Her release hovered on the edge, reaching the precipice and freezing. She waited for the final nudge that would send her cascading down in to the abyss of joy.
“Ares,” she whispered his name. Begging for… What? It was right there for the taking. It’d take one more rock of her hips, one more twitch, and then she’d be gone. And yet… “Ares.”
He lifted his mouth for a split second, his pace stuttering for a single breath so he could answer her. “Come.”
Then he sucked hard, harder than before, and shoved his fingers deep. He curled them upward, pressing and stroking that bundle of nerves within her sheath that had her screaming. She dropped her head back, shouting her release as the pleasure suddenly broke over her. She yelled his name, telling everyone exactly who’d made her come and who continued to give her rolling waves of ecstasy.
She rode him, letting her orgasm continue on and on as he fucked her, took her. The tremors stole her control, snatching her ability to move her muscles, and her toes curled involuntarily while her nerves burned with the never-ending sensations until… it was too much. Pleasure gradually morphed into stinging pain, and she flinched.
As if he knew her—who was she kidding, he did—he slowed his attentions, carefully bringing her down from the utterly overwhelming heights of bliss to a panting mess.
Eventually his fingers stilled, his tongue gently lapping at her pussy lips until he finally pressed a soft kiss to her mound.
“That was…” She didn’t have the words.
“Perfect.” He blew a soft puff of warm air across her sensitive flesh and a tremor overtook her.
“God yes.” The words left her with a long sigh.
“How about Ares yes .” He smiled and pressed a soft kiss to her inner thigh.
“That too.” She released one of her breasts and beckoned him. “Make love to me. Missed you.”
“I’d love to.” He lifted his head and rose to all fours. “Want to make you mine.” He crawled over her, his lips raining kisses on her body as he eased forward. “Claim you.” Another kiss followed by a nibble. “Make sure everyone knows—”
“Alpha?” Braden’s voice came through the solid door.
With a sigh, he slumped, forehead resting between her breasts. “Yeah?”
This wasn’t the first time they’d been interrupted during their lovemaking. It was just the first time Ares was called by his true title. It didn’t make the interruption any less annoying though.
“The, uh, alpha fem has a visitor.”
That had Ares raising his head and shooting her a glare. Dammit, what the hell had she done? He’d had plenty of visitors in the past who’d stomped on their sexy fun times.
“Who?” he growled.
“A Veronica—”
“It’s Ronnie , you overgrown housecat,” her best friend in the whole wide world snapped at Braden.
This would not end well.
Then Braden hissed, Ronnie growled, and Braden’s hiss turned into a growl.
This would not end well at all.
“Ronnie, play nice with the tiger before he eats you for breakfast.”
That had Ronnie shutting up for all of a second. “What kind of eating?”
Chapter Ten
Ares didn’t think there was much that could surprise him. But finding Veronica—Ronnie—Barrington sitting at his kitchen counter flirting with his second while fighting with his
Ares scraped his fang across her clit once more, sending a bolt of pain along her spine, and she gasped, arching her back farther as she took him deep. Then she rolled her body in earnest, taking more and more pleasure from his seductive invasion. She fucked herself on his hand, forcing him deeper and harder. Her release inched closer, the pleasure stretching to encompass her body. It skated over her nerves, plucking them as it filled her blood and stole her breath. Her release hovered on the edge, reaching the precipice and freezing. She waited for the final nudge that would send her cascading down in to the abyss of joy.
“Ares,” she whispered his name. Begging for… What? It was right there for the taking. It’d take one more rock of her hips, one more twitch, and then she’d be gone. And yet… “Ares.”
He lifted his mouth for a split second, his pace stuttering for a single breath so he could answer her. “Come.”
Then he sucked hard, harder than before, and shoved his fingers deep. He curled them upward, pressing and stroking that bundle of nerves within her sheath that had her screaming. She dropped her head back, shouting her release as the pleasure suddenly broke over her. She yelled his name, telling everyone exactly who’d made her come and who continued to give her rolling waves of ecstasy.
She rode him, letting her orgasm continue on and on as he fucked her, took her. The tremors stole her control, snatching her ability to move her muscles, and her toes curled involuntarily while her nerves burned with the never-ending sensations until… it was too much. Pleasure gradually morphed into stinging pain, and she flinched.
As if he knew her—who was she kidding, he did—he slowed his attentions, carefully bringing her down from the utterly overwhelming heights of bliss to a panting mess.
Eventually his fingers stilled, his tongue gently lapping at her pussy lips until he finally pressed a soft kiss to her mound.
“That was…” She didn’t have the words.
“Perfect.” He blew a soft puff of warm air across her sensitive flesh and a tremor overtook her.
“God yes.” The words left her with a long sigh.
“How about Ares yes .” He smiled and pressed a soft kiss to her inner thigh.
“That too.” She released one of her breasts and beckoned him. “Make love to me. Missed you.”
“I’d love to.” He lifted his head and rose to all fours. “Want to make you mine.” He crawled over her, his lips raining kisses on her body as he eased forward. “Claim you.” Another kiss followed by a nibble. “Make sure everyone knows—”
“Alpha?” Braden’s voice came through the solid door.
With a sigh, he slumped, forehead resting between her breasts. “Yeah?”
This wasn’t the first time they’d been interrupted during their lovemaking. It was just the first time Ares was called by his true title. It didn’t make the interruption any less annoying though.
“The, uh, alpha fem has a visitor.”
That had Ares raising his head and shooting her a glare. Dammit, what the hell had she done? He’d had plenty of visitors in the past who’d stomped on their sexy fun times.
“Who?” he growled.
“A Veronica—”
“It’s Ronnie , you overgrown housecat,” her best friend in the whole wide world snapped at Braden.
This would not end well.
Then Braden hissed, Ronnie growled, and Braden’s hiss turned into a growl.
This would not end well at all.
“Ronnie, play nice with the tiger before he eats you for breakfast.”
That had Ronnie shutting up for all of a second. “What kind of eating?”
Chapter Ten
Ares didn’t think there was much that could surprise him. But finding Veronica—Ronnie—Barrington sitting at his kitchen counter flirting with his second while fighting with his
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