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The following excerpt comes from a fun paranormal / fantasy I co-wrote with Renee Rose and Casey McKay, The Winter Storm: An Ever After Chronicle.
Don’t worry, even though it takes place during a blizzard, things have really heated up between Jillian and her new mate – wolf shifter, Bertram.
He had meant for this to be a punishment, but there was no way he could hold off any longer. The sight of her bare bottom contracting around the ginger, her legs slick with her juices, and the way she had rubbed her swollen pussy against the bed—he needed to be inside her. Now.
He stroked her soft skin and spanked one side, then the other, watching the pink build in her beautiful ass as she rocked back and forth. She kicked her legs and groaned, and he saw her beautiful pussy weeping, begging for release. He leaned forward and took a deep breath, imbibing the scent of her arousal. He flicked her swollen nub, and she cried out in ecstasy.
He threw her onto her back and watched her eyes dilate as he grabbed her wrists in his hands, pressing them into the mattress above her head. She shivered and swallowed hard, and the scent of her arousal increased.
“I want you, Jillian,” he growled.
“I—I want you too,” she stuttered in a combined state of arousal and something else. Fear?
“If I take you now, it’s going to be rough, hard. I need to mate with you, claim you as my own.” He paused to gauge her reaction, but her gaze never wavered.
She raised her head and looked him square in the eyes. “I’m yours to claim.”
“Forever? ‘Til death do us part?”
“How about happily ever after?” she beamed, and her eyes shone with love.
He growled and nuzzled her cheek. “Thank you. This part is going to satisfy my animal urges. I’m going to mark you and claim you as my own.”
“I understand,” she nodded.
“I promise, I won’t harm you.” He smelled her fear.
“Claim me, Wolfe,” she breathed as she pressed her groin up into his.
He growled and ripped her nightgown down the center, leaving her naked body prey to his. He unzipped his jeans, and his cock sprung free. His animal instincts took over, demanding to conquer and claim what was his.
He barely kept control as he seized her hips and pulled her towards him. The wolf inside called to him, stronger than ever, to let go of everything except the need. His mate’s voice sung to him, begging him to conquer her in every way possible, and his blood boiled as his body shook with passionate rage.
He met her eyes and in one full stroke impaled her tight sheath. Her cries were as loud as his howls as he pumped in and out, knowing nothing other than his animal side. He yanked her head to the side, sank his fangs deep into her neck, and breathed in her essence. She sagged to the mattress as he licked her wound and fucked her, melding her soul with his. He roared as he came, pumping into her hard and fast, until he had nothing left and fell on top of her.
They were mated.
He withdrew his fangs and pressed his lips to the spot he had bitten. She shuddered and whimpered quietly as his senses slowly came back. He carefully withdrew from her and watched her wince.
“Sorry.” He kissed her red, tear-filled eyes. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, yeah,” she nodded, still trying to catch her breath. “You were right.”
He felt a cold wave of dread come over him. She hated him, what he was, what he had done to her.
“I’m so sorry, Jillian.” He pulled his body off hers and tried to sit up, but she quickly pulled him back to her.
“Look at me,” she said with a power much like their time together in Stepmother’s play room. “I’m not angry. You warned me what it would be like. And yes, it hurt a lot.”
“But it didn’t harm me.” She looked deep into his eyes and pulled him down so she could kiss his forehead. “I’m okay.”
He felt something salty on his lips and felt the warm drops slide down his cheeks. “I can’t be something I’m not. Sometimes, I might need to…”
His head was yanked back suddenly by her firm grip in his hair. “I know that, Wolfe. And sometimes I’ll need to be spanked or punished. It doesn’t mean it won’t hurt sometimes. But I know in my heart you will never really harm me. Do you understand?”
He laughed and cried at the beauty of what she had said. His mate was perfect for him. “Yes, ma’am. I understand.”
She released his hair and kissed him hungrily, devouring his lips in hers. “Good. Now man up. And take me how I need to be taken.” Her eyes lowered and she winced. “A little gentler this time?” she whispered.
“I’ll be gentle, sweet girl.” He pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly against his body. “I’ll be gentle.”
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