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Authors: Jennifer Kohout
Tags: A supernatural romance
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the effect she was having drove her to return to his nipples. "Oh, let's do that again," she smiled.
Nafarius growled, felt her fingers brushing at him again before pinching him lightly. Desire shot down the length of his shaft, his hips jerking once as he throbbed. In retaliation, Nafarius nipped at her bottom lip, then licked the sting away.
Sam's breath hitched, a flash of desire striking at her core. Her tongue darting out, she licked at her lips, tasting him.
Nafarius recaptured her mouth, sealing their lips together. He growled his displeasure when her hands slipped out from under his shirt, the sound changing to one of approval as she pulled it over his head.
"More," she panted. "I want more of you."
"Anything you want," Nafarius offered, kissing her hard.
Sam felt her breasts swell, needed to feel his hands on her. Taking his hands, she guided him to her breasts. "Touch me," she said against his mouth, as she felt his hands wrap around her breasts.
Nafarius felt her nipples harden in the palm of his hands and squeezed harder, just enough to have her gasping, her mouth once again open to him. He took advantage, plundered. He couldn't get enough of the taste of her, wanted to sip at her lips until he became intoxicated.
Sam slid her hands into his hair, tangled her fingers in the silky threads and pulled herself into his body with a slow undulation of her hips.
Identical groans of pleasure floated away on the breeze.
Nafarius grabbed Sam by the ass, easily picking her up. "Wrap your legs around me," he ordered, walking her back to a large boulder beside the stream.
Sam immediately obeyed, a small sigh of pleasure escaping as his arousal was pressed firmly between her thighs.
Nafarius set her down on the rock, settled her knees higher up on his hips. The heat from his hands burned as they travelled back up the tops of her legs. From knee to thigh he went, a slow slide of skin over skin, his hands disappearing under the skirt of her dress until he reached her hips.
Sam let her head fall back, closed her eyes.
Nafarius wanted to howl with pleasure as she exposed her neck, his wolf surging to the surface urging him to take, to claim. Ruthlessly, Nafarius shoved the animal aside. No, he thought, she's not ours.
Not yet, his wolf growled, but she could be .
Nafarius' teeth ached, his canines threatening to elongate. Tightening his control, he bent his head.
Sam shivered as Nafarius licked his way along her neck, nipped at her jaw. His hands which he had held so still finally, thankfully, began to move. She marked his progress, her breath caught and holding as his fingers traced the line of her panties from hip to core.
Nafarius watched Sam's face, saw the play of pleasure, the heat of desire as he traced the front of her through material wet with desire. "Open your eyes," he whispered, his fingertips slipping beneath the edge of her panties. "Look at me," he ordered, when she didn't immediately comply.
Sam lifted her head, opened her eyes.
Nafarius waited until her eyes locked onto his face before slipping his fingers deep into her body.
Sam shuddered, her body clamping down hard. She couldn't stop her hips from rocking, rolling forward to press herself more firmly into his hand. "God, yes," she whispered as his fingers curled within her.
Nafarius felt her shudder, her passage squeezing his fingers as he rubbed at the tight little bundle of nerves. Eyes still locked, she twisted her fingers in his hair, pulled him down for another kiss.
She was wet, her juices soaking the palm of his hand while the scent of her desire perfumed the air, saturated his senses. "More," he growled against her lips. "I want it all."
Sam shivered at the huskily whispered words, shifted so that her clitoris pressed fat and swollen against the heel of his hand. "Harder," she told him.
Nafarius growled with approval as she directed him, helped him to find the perfect way to pleasure her. Pressing the heel of
Nafarius growled, felt her fingers brushing at him again before pinching him lightly. Desire shot down the length of his shaft, his hips jerking once as he throbbed. In retaliation, Nafarius nipped at her bottom lip, then licked the sting away.
Sam's breath hitched, a flash of desire striking at her core. Her tongue darting out, she licked at her lips, tasting him.
Nafarius recaptured her mouth, sealing their lips together. He growled his displeasure when her hands slipped out from under his shirt, the sound changing to one of approval as she pulled it over his head.
"More," she panted. "I want more of you."
"Anything you want," Nafarius offered, kissing her hard.
Sam felt her breasts swell, needed to feel his hands on her. Taking his hands, she guided him to her breasts. "Touch me," she said against his mouth, as she felt his hands wrap around her breasts.
Nafarius felt her nipples harden in the palm of his hands and squeezed harder, just enough to have her gasping, her mouth once again open to him. He took advantage, plundered. He couldn't get enough of the taste of her, wanted to sip at her lips until he became intoxicated.
Sam slid her hands into his hair, tangled her fingers in the silky threads and pulled herself into his body with a slow undulation of her hips.
Identical groans of pleasure floated away on the breeze.
Nafarius grabbed Sam by the ass, easily picking her up. "Wrap your legs around me," he ordered, walking her back to a large boulder beside the stream.
Sam immediately obeyed, a small sigh of pleasure escaping as his arousal was pressed firmly between her thighs.
Nafarius set her down on the rock, settled her knees higher up on his hips. The heat from his hands burned as they travelled back up the tops of her legs. From knee to thigh he went, a slow slide of skin over skin, his hands disappearing under the skirt of her dress until he reached her hips.
Sam let her head fall back, closed her eyes.
Nafarius wanted to howl with pleasure as she exposed her neck, his wolf surging to the surface urging him to take, to claim. Ruthlessly, Nafarius shoved the animal aside. No, he thought, she's not ours.
Not yet, his wolf growled, but she could be .
Nafarius' teeth ached, his canines threatening to elongate. Tightening his control, he bent his head.
Sam shivered as Nafarius licked his way along her neck, nipped at her jaw. His hands which he had held so still finally, thankfully, began to move. She marked his progress, her breath caught and holding as his fingers traced the line of her panties from hip to core.
Nafarius watched Sam's face, saw the play of pleasure, the heat of desire as he traced the front of her through material wet with desire. "Open your eyes," he whispered, his fingertips slipping beneath the edge of her panties. "Look at me," he ordered, when she didn't immediately comply.
Sam lifted her head, opened her eyes.
Nafarius waited until her eyes locked onto his face before slipping his fingers deep into her body.
Sam shuddered, her body clamping down hard. She couldn't stop her hips from rocking, rolling forward to press herself more firmly into his hand. "God, yes," she whispered as his fingers curled within her.
Nafarius felt her shudder, her passage squeezing his fingers as he rubbed at the tight little bundle of nerves. Eyes still locked, she twisted her fingers in his hair, pulled him down for another kiss.
She was wet, her juices soaking the palm of his hand while the scent of her desire perfumed the air, saturated his senses. "More," he growled against her lips. "I want it all."
Sam shivered at the huskily whispered words, shifted so that her clitoris pressed fat and swollen against the heel of his hand. "Harder," she told him.
Nafarius growled with approval as she directed him, helped him to find the perfect way to pleasure her. Pressing the heel of
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