Alex groaned as the head of his cock bumped the back of her throat. Her eyes flicked to his, dazed and alive with mischief. And then she deepthroated him. Fuck. His balls tightened almost to the point of pain.
Without losing her mouth, he rose to his feet and fisted his hand tighter in her hair. “Keep sucking hard for me.” Alex pumped his hips fast, fucking her mouth. Feeling his balls draw up tight to his body, he snarled. “I’m going to blow my load right down your throat. I want you to feel it. Taste it. Drink it.” Sharp claws dragged down the back of his thighs. The burn added to the pleasure pounding through him and, that easily, he was gone.
Staring right into her sex-drunk eyes, he punched his cock deep and exploded in her mouth as his orgasm swept him under. “Fuck.” His thighs shook as his pulsing dick shot bursts of hot come down her throat.
More than a little smug by how fast he was breathing, Bree let him slip out of her mouth. She sure hoped he was planning to return the favor, because she badly needed to come. Her clit pulsed. Her pussy throbbed. Her nipples felt so tight they ached.
“Come here.”
She rose to her feet and loosely curled her arms around his neck. Humming, he gently stroked her hair and pressed a soft kiss to her mouth. Then he tossed her onto the mattress, making her chuckle.
He knelt on the bed. “That’s one talented little mouth you have.” He curled his hands around her thighs and slowly pulled them apart. “I’ll be using it a lot.” His eyes followed the path of his warm, strong hands as they smoothed over her skin, stroking and squeezing and tantalizing. Making her wait for what she wanted.
“Bree,” he breathed, leaning over to lash her nipple with his tongue. “My Bree.”
Then … well, he essentially tortured her. Played havoc with her senses using his teeth, tongue, and mouth, leaving her nerves raw and her skin hypersensitive. He neglected her pussy, the teasing bastard, but left no other part of her untouched. Anticipation rode her so hard she thought she might just explode with the force of it.
“Has anyone ever taken your ass?” he asked far too casually.
She licked her dry lips. “No.”
Satisfaction glimmered in his eyes. “I will.” And then he finally turned his attention to her pussy. He touched, licked, nipped, and finger-fucked it until she was a trembling, mindless, pathetic mess who was practically sobbing with the need to come.
She hissed and tugged on his hair. “Alex.”
Sliding up her body, he paused to lick the upper curve of her breast. “Need to mark you right here, so you remember these tits are mine. Just like every other fucking inch of you is mine.” He sank his teeth down hard and sucked.
She punched the mattress, so close to coming she could almost taste it. “Will you just fuck me already!”
He soothed the sting of his bite with a swipe of his tongue. “What was that, baby girl?” His dark tone advised her to rephrase her demand.
“You can’t tease me like this and then expect politeness. It doesn’t work that way.”
His eyes dancing, he breezed his mouth over hers. “You need it bad, don’t you?”
Well, obviously.
He tugged at her lower lip with his teeth. “Hook your hands behind your knees and pull your legs up but keep them bent and spread for me. Got it?”
Well, now. Nodding, she got into position.
“Yeah, that’s what I want.” Still kneeling, he lodged the head of his cock in her opening. “Eyes on mine.” He splayed one hand on her stomach and, jaw hard, begin to ever so slowly sink inside her.
His dark eyes blazed down at her, snaring her gaze, warning her she was about to be ruthlessly fucked. Awesome.
He stilled his hips. “Tell me where this cock belongs.”
She swallowed. “In me.”
“In you, that’s right.” He fed her another inch of his dick. “Sometimes it’ll be in this pussy. Sometimes it’ll be in your mouth. Sometimes it’ll be in your ass.”
“You’re crazy if you think I’ll let you have my ass.” He’d split her in half. She frowned when he pulled back a little—a clear punishment for arguing with him.
“Oh, I’ll have it,” he promised. “I’ll take it slow and easy at first, until you get used to it. Then it’ll be slow and hard. Very, very hard. And then, when I’m sure you can take it, I’ll pound into that ass like it exists purely for me to fuck it.” He brutally slammed home.
Spine arching, Bree gasped. Jesus. His long, fat cock always filled her so fully she had wonder how she’d taken all of him. And just like that, she felt utterly possessed. And she could see that he wanted her to feel that way. She could see that he wanted her to feel owned. Dominated. His.
“Keep those eyes on mine. And don’t come until I say you can.” He reared back, slow and smooth, and then roughly punched his hips forward, stuffing her full. He did it again. And again. And again. The whole time, he stared deeply and intensely into her eyes. It was painfully intimate. Like he was trying to see all the way to her soul. Like he wanted to claim whatever he found there.
She loved the look of pure unadulterated hunger that was stamped into his face. Loved that she could feel every beat of his heart through his cock. But she didn’t love the slow pace he had going on. “Faster, Alex.”
“You want it faster?”
“And harder.”
“How much harder?”
“Hard enough to hurt.”
A growl rattled in his chest. Alex swiveled his hips, grinding his teeth as her hot, slick pussy contracted around him. Fuck, she was tighter than anything he’d ever felt. “Then offer me that pretty throat; show me how bad you want me to brand it.”
Her eyes flared with defiance. Unsurprising. No female shifter wanted to give anyone their throat.
“I’m waiting, Bree.”
She squeezed her eyes shut and licked her lips. When her lids lifted again, the defiance was gone. She tilted her neck, offering him her throat. That was when his control left him.
Alex savagely fucked in and out of her body. Possessed her. Claimed her. Used her. Relished every moan, whimper, and whispered demand to let her come.
His senses were drunk on her. On her scent, her taste, the cock-hardening sounds she made, the tightness of her inferno-hot pussy, the gorgeous sight she made beneath him.
Alex put his mouth to her ear, still pounding hard. “Do you feel owned yet?” He felt her deep groan all the way to his balls. “Then say it, and I’ll let you come.”
“I’m yours,” she rasped, clinging to his back. “But don’t forget that you’re mine.”
“Only ever going to be yours.” Alex gripped her hips and yanked her to him each time he thrust forward, fucking her brutally. Then he slipped his thumb between her folds and pressed on her clit just right. “Come.”
Her breath seemed to get trapped in her throat as her orgasm hit, making her back bow and her head fall back. Feeling her pussy clamp down on his cock and ripple around him, Alex slammed harder and faster, driving as deep as he could possibly go.
He bit the crook of her neck hard, tasting blood. He licked and sucked, leaving a mark that could never be mistaken for anything other than a claiming bite. That was when sharp teeth sank into his shoulder—a blaze of fire that shot straight to his swelling cock.