Sassy Ever After: Bonnie Sass (Kindle Worlds Novella)

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stretching for him.
    “You still take me, Angharod,” Calum groaned against her temple as he began to pump inside her. “I still fit inside you like you are made for me. Aye, you feel it too, lass. You squeeze me as tight with your pussy as you do with your hands.”
    Instead of sassing the alpha, Angie wrapped her arms around his sturdy shoulders and her legs around his solid hips. Staring boldly into those beautiful blue eyes of his, Angie thrust her own hips to meet Calum’s. She was riding him as much as he was riding her, and she wanted him to know that.
    The challenge seemed to inflame the man, the wolf, the alpha in both. Calum began pumping into Angie in a circular motion, stretching her wider and hitting all the special spots inside her that made her want to squeal. She wouldn’t let herself, wouldn’t give him the satisfaction despite the obvious satisfaction he was trying to give her. When she bit her lip to keep from crying out with pleasure, Calum gave her that infuriating smile that only crooked one corner of his mouth. Smug bastard, but damn he could fuck.
    Damn but he could pound up into her until his thick cock made her whole groin seem to vibrate and tingle maddeningly with a bristling, almost electrically charged pleasure. Damn but his teeth felt so right scraping and nipping the lobe of her ear, the column of her neck, her bare shoulder. Damn but his tongue on her throbbing nipples as he flicked and teased before he nipped. Damn but the things he whispered, the filthy things that came out of his mouth about how it felt to be in her pussy when she came and tightened down on him.
    Like she did now. Like she did with the thick shaft of his manhood buried to the balls in her sex. With her whole body contracting and straining under the onslaught of so much sensation dancing along so many nerves.
    After years of fighting this attraction, after days of sexual frustration never getting enough of this man, and after the last harrowing hours, when Calum laid Angie in his sprawling bed, she slept like a woman utterly spent.
    It was still dark when Angie woke up alone in Calum’s bed, alone in Calum’s suite was only the guards out in the foyer, as she saw when she peeped through the door. She rinsed in the shower again and brushed out her hair and tried not to look at the blood-smeared pile of her clothing crumpled on the floor.
    Not until Angie checked the messages on her cell did she realize that she wasn’t waking up later that night. It was already tomorrow. It was the next day. She’d slept something like twenty or twenty-two hours.
    Fuck, the penguin is going to have my ass for this .
    Maybe, just maybe, if she got herself cleaned up and made some kind of appearance in the lobby looking busy, her boss would think she’d spent all day running errands for Calum Ferguson instead of just sleeping in his bed.
    Angie put on a fluffy white guest robe and was shaking out her crumpled clothing to inspect the damage as she walked back into the bedroom. Thomas Davenport was standing quietly, hands clasped before him, in front of the gaping door to the bedroom balcony.
    Freezing in her tracks just from the memory of how the magnetism he’d wielded over her had fogged her thoughts, Angie hugged her clothing protectively to her chest. Like that with any protection from a vampire’s speed and power. Or from those looks.
    Even in what appeared to be just a plain but expensive black cashmere shirt and slacks, Davenport was devastatingly attractive. Angie couldn’t help by stare at the way the fine material hung elegantly along his body, suggesting taut, sleek musculature with the just the right breadth at his shoulders and biceps. Screw the teen movie anemic vampires boys; this vampire was built like a true predator, like a panther or a cheetah.
    Glaring at the vampire and keeping her distance, Angie said, “The guards are right outside.”
    Thomas Davenport did not advance on Angie as she feared he would. But

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