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Authors: Catherine Vale
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opening herself to him. It was a wanton invitation, and he was ready for her.
He plunged into her, her body ready for him, so quickly that he thought she must have been thinking of this as much as he was. It set his heart beating even faster to know she wanted this as much as he did.
It was fully dark now, but he could still see her, the look of wild abandon on her face as he thrust into her, filling her, his hips crashing against her with each stroke. It amazed him even more when she smiled, eyes closed, a look so incredible it took his breath away.
Her arms came up, winding around his neck, pulling him down, her lips seeking his. She nibbled at his mouth, then thrust her tongue between his lips, teasing him, sucking at him.
Beneath him, she was like holding a live wire. She’d set her feet on the ground, her hips rising to meet his thrusts. She was taking the lead, driving him toward the edge, and as much as he wanted to plunge over it with her, something deeper took over.
The beast inside him rose up, the beast that wanted to dominate her, control her, mark her as his. With a growl he broke the kiss, then pushed up on his hands. Fighting for control, with her and within himself, he pulled away from her, finally coming to rest on his knees between her spread legs.
She looked up at him in surprise, but also in anticipation. Reaching down, he grabbed her around the waist, turning her over onto her stomach. She looked at him over her shoulder, a wicked grin crossing her face. As if she read his mind she rose to her hands and knees, arching her back and spreading her legs, the beautiful curve of her ass before him.
He grabbed her hips, pulling her back against his body. She rubbed against him, the softness of her ass against his heated cock was enough to drive him mad.
Before she could gain control again, he thrust savagely into her, driving her forward, her hands sliding on the grass. She cried out, losing her balance, falling onto her forearms.
Griffin thrust forward again, not letting Addison push herself up on her hands, keeping her off balance. With a desperate cry she turned to look at him over her shoulder, and for a brief moment he thought he’d gone too far, pushed her too hard. But the look on her face, in her eyes, told him differently.
He threw his head back, letting loose a cry that startled the roosting birds overhead into desperate flight. Hips thrusting forward he claimed her, rising from his knees to plant his feet on the ground beside her hips, driving himself home inside her.
Her cries matched his, the surprise melting away, replaced with something that sounded like triumph. Against his strength she fought, pushing herself first to her elbows, then up on her hands. From there she rocked back against him, taking everything he had, and giving just as much in return.
When he came, the beast rose up in him, almost out of his control. The hot rush of his orgasm filled Addison, and as he dug his fingers into her hips, he felt her respond, her body convulsing around him, pulling him—and his seed—deep within her.
It was his turn to fall to the ground beside her, spent, his mind blank. She lay on her side, breathing hard, almost harder than he was. Instinctively he pulled her against him, her back to him, her curves fitting against his body, her ass pressed against his softening cock. He breathed deeply,
They lay like this for a long time, until the moon rose and cast its silver light over the clearing. A soft wind stirred the foliage overhead and he felt Addison shiver as it cooled her. He reached behind him, drawing his cape over their bodies. Gradually her breathing slowed and after a time he thought she’d fallen asleep. It was a well-earned sleep for her, and Griffin closed his eyes, one hand cupping her breast, waiting for sleep to claim him.
He was on the edge of hard-earned rest when she spoke.
“Have you ever had a wife? A mate?”
The softness of her voice did nothing to diminish the
He plunged into her, her body ready for him, so quickly that he thought she must have been thinking of this as much as he was. It set his heart beating even faster to know she wanted this as much as he did.
It was fully dark now, but he could still see her, the look of wild abandon on her face as he thrust into her, filling her, his hips crashing against her with each stroke. It amazed him even more when she smiled, eyes closed, a look so incredible it took his breath away.
Her arms came up, winding around his neck, pulling him down, her lips seeking his. She nibbled at his mouth, then thrust her tongue between his lips, teasing him, sucking at him.
Beneath him, she was like holding a live wire. She’d set her feet on the ground, her hips rising to meet his thrusts. She was taking the lead, driving him toward the edge, and as much as he wanted to plunge over it with her, something deeper took over.
The beast inside him rose up, the beast that wanted to dominate her, control her, mark her as his. With a growl he broke the kiss, then pushed up on his hands. Fighting for control, with her and within himself, he pulled away from her, finally coming to rest on his knees between her spread legs.
She looked up at him in surprise, but also in anticipation. Reaching down, he grabbed her around the waist, turning her over onto her stomach. She looked at him over her shoulder, a wicked grin crossing her face. As if she read his mind she rose to her hands and knees, arching her back and spreading her legs, the beautiful curve of her ass before him.
He grabbed her hips, pulling her back against his body. She rubbed against him, the softness of her ass against his heated cock was enough to drive him mad.
Before she could gain control again, he thrust savagely into her, driving her forward, her hands sliding on the grass. She cried out, losing her balance, falling onto her forearms.
Griffin thrust forward again, not letting Addison push herself up on her hands, keeping her off balance. With a desperate cry she turned to look at him over her shoulder, and for a brief moment he thought he’d gone too far, pushed her too hard. But the look on her face, in her eyes, told him differently.
He threw his head back, letting loose a cry that startled the roosting birds overhead into desperate flight. Hips thrusting forward he claimed her, rising from his knees to plant his feet on the ground beside her hips, driving himself home inside her.
Her cries matched his, the surprise melting away, replaced with something that sounded like triumph. Against his strength she fought, pushing herself first to her elbows, then up on her hands. From there she rocked back against him, taking everything he had, and giving just as much in return.
When he came, the beast rose up in him, almost out of his control. The hot rush of his orgasm filled Addison, and as he dug his fingers into her hips, he felt her respond, her body convulsing around him, pulling him—and his seed—deep within her.
It was his turn to fall to the ground beside her, spent, his mind blank. She lay on her side, breathing hard, almost harder than he was. Instinctively he pulled her against him, her back to him, her curves fitting against his body, her ass pressed against his softening cock. He breathed deeply,
They lay like this for a long time, until the moon rose and cast its silver light over the clearing. A soft wind stirred the foliage overhead and he felt Addison shiver as it cooled her. He reached behind him, drawing his cape over their bodies. Gradually her breathing slowed and after a time he thought she’d fallen asleep. It was a well-earned sleep for her, and Griffin closed his eyes, one hand cupping her breast, waiting for sleep to claim him.
He was on the edge of hard-earned rest when she spoke.
“Have you ever had a wife? A mate?”
The softness of her voice did nothing to diminish the
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