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with a half naked man poised above her was something she’d never imagined. Yet it was perfect in every way.
It only became more perfect when one of Jason’s large hands slid between her bare thighs, spreading them, making way for his possession. Thick fingers slid through the arousal she couldn’t hide, seeking entrance. She not only allowed it, she encouraged him, spreading her knees wide and pushing up into his hand.
One thick finger found its way inside, making her gasp. He was a little rough, but she found she liked the way he handled her body. As if he owned it. As if he knew just how much she could take. He pushed her to her limits and a little beyond, until she was swimming in a sea of pleasure that only Jason could bring her.
A second finger joined the first. This time she cried out his name, bucking her hips as he took control of her body, her pleasure…her soul. Or at least, that’s what it felt like.
Surrounded by fragrant grass and covered by Jason’s hard body, her mind spun away as Jason’s skilled touch brought her to a quick, hard climax. She was panting when she cried out his name again, drinking in his answering satisfied chuckle. She opened her eyes to meet his gaze and found herself warmed all over again by the knowing look in his eyes.
He’d just played her body like a virtuoso and she was ready for more. She stretched upward to entice him into a kiss, hoping to show him she was ready—and willing—for more.
“Don’t let me interrupt.” The strange male voice came to her from a few feet away.
Sally jumped but her arms were still pinned by her bra straps and her legs remained splayed, Jason’s fingers still inside her body, pulsing lightly. She was trapped.
Chapter Four
“Jason?” Sally knew her voice held fear. She was in a vulnerable position. The most vulnerable position a woman could be in. Jason remained calm, his eyes sparkling with a mix of irritation and excitement, if she was any judge.
She was freaking out and he was excited? This could be bad. Really bad.
Sally lifted her head to look at the man standing near her feet, knowing he could see all of her there was to see and Jason wasn’t making the slightest move to prevent it. The guy was naked. And hard. And huge. All over.
His cock was in his hand and he rubbed it as she watched, drawing her gaze. He was blond. A golden god from the sun-kissed thatch of hair on his head to the light bush around his heavy sac. His looks and size reminded her of the werewolves she’d met. He must be a shapeshifter too.
One thing was clear in her jumbled mind. If he was part of Jason’s Pack, he would follow Jason’s orders to the letter. She wasn’t in any danger if she trusted Jason to keep her safe. Oddly enough, she discovered she did. Somewhere along the line, she’d decided to trust him—at least in this.
Jason must’ve sensed the tension ease in her body because his fingers began stroking again and his lips lowered to hers, blocking her view of the stranger.
“It’s okay, Sally. He’s a friend. Let him watch. I won’t let anything or anyone hurt you. Ever.” His words whispered against her lips, seducing her.
It was a hell of a time to discover she had exhibitionist tendencies, but Sally found her hips moving almost involuntarily as Jason’s fingers increased their stroking pace in her pussy. The adrenaline rush faded into a sexual high increased by the knowledge that the strange man had a really good view of Jason’s fingers pushing in and out of her far too excited body.
Clenched knees relaxed and opened, giving him an even better look at what Jason did to her. Sally heard a moan, belatedly realizing it came from her own mouth as Jason kissed and licked his way down her body, pausing at her breasts, biting lightly, playfully, enough to arouse but not enough to hurt.
She could see the blond man when Jason’s head moved out of her line of sight, and what she saw made her breath catch. His gaze focused on
It only became more perfect when one of Jason’s large hands slid between her bare thighs, spreading them, making way for his possession. Thick fingers slid through the arousal she couldn’t hide, seeking entrance. She not only allowed it, she encouraged him, spreading her knees wide and pushing up into his hand.
One thick finger found its way inside, making her gasp. He was a little rough, but she found she liked the way he handled her body. As if he owned it. As if he knew just how much she could take. He pushed her to her limits and a little beyond, until she was swimming in a sea of pleasure that only Jason could bring her.
A second finger joined the first. This time she cried out his name, bucking her hips as he took control of her body, her pleasure…her soul. Or at least, that’s what it felt like.
Surrounded by fragrant grass and covered by Jason’s hard body, her mind spun away as Jason’s skilled touch brought her to a quick, hard climax. She was panting when she cried out his name again, drinking in his answering satisfied chuckle. She opened her eyes to meet his gaze and found herself warmed all over again by the knowing look in his eyes.
He’d just played her body like a virtuoso and she was ready for more. She stretched upward to entice him into a kiss, hoping to show him she was ready—and willing—for more.
“Don’t let me interrupt.” The strange male voice came to her from a few feet away.
Sally jumped but her arms were still pinned by her bra straps and her legs remained splayed, Jason’s fingers still inside her body, pulsing lightly. She was trapped.
Chapter Four
“Jason?” Sally knew her voice held fear. She was in a vulnerable position. The most vulnerable position a woman could be in. Jason remained calm, his eyes sparkling with a mix of irritation and excitement, if she was any judge.
She was freaking out and he was excited? This could be bad. Really bad.
Sally lifted her head to look at the man standing near her feet, knowing he could see all of her there was to see and Jason wasn’t making the slightest move to prevent it. The guy was naked. And hard. And huge. All over.
His cock was in his hand and he rubbed it as she watched, drawing her gaze. He was blond. A golden god from the sun-kissed thatch of hair on his head to the light bush around his heavy sac. His looks and size reminded her of the werewolves she’d met. He must be a shapeshifter too.
One thing was clear in her jumbled mind. If he was part of Jason’s Pack, he would follow Jason’s orders to the letter. She wasn’t in any danger if she trusted Jason to keep her safe. Oddly enough, she discovered she did. Somewhere along the line, she’d decided to trust him—at least in this.
Jason must’ve sensed the tension ease in her body because his fingers began stroking again and his lips lowered to hers, blocking her view of the stranger.
“It’s okay, Sally. He’s a friend. Let him watch. I won’t let anything or anyone hurt you. Ever.” His words whispered against her lips, seducing her.
It was a hell of a time to discover she had exhibitionist tendencies, but Sally found her hips moving almost involuntarily as Jason’s fingers increased their stroking pace in her pussy. The adrenaline rush faded into a sexual high increased by the knowledge that the strange man had a really good view of Jason’s fingers pushing in and out of her far too excited body.
Clenched knees relaxed and opened, giving him an even better look at what Jason did to her. Sally heard a moan, belatedly realizing it came from her own mouth as Jason kissed and licked his way down her body, pausing at her breasts, biting lightly, playfully, enough to arouse but not enough to hurt.
She could see the blond man when Jason’s head moved out of her line of sight, and what she saw made her breath catch. His gaze focused on
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