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cheek. They remained frozen, stares locked as he encouraged her to ride his cock.
She catalogued his expressions, each emotion that flitted across his face. One after another battled
for supremacy, but she latched onto the one that so closely mirrored her own. One that hinted of love
even if the feelings hadn t settled into the lasting emotion.
Its presence encouraged her and she let her body fall into the whirlwind of sensations his shaft
gifted her.
Each glide up stroked her while each fall had her clit nestling against him. The pleasure pinged
through her, lighting her blood on fire.
Yes. Yes&
He grunted and snarled, flashing a slowly elongating fang. Yes, the bear was with them as they
sought their mating. She wouldn t have it any other way.
The next rise was slower, slower than any others, but her descent was anything but. It was a
fierce, rapid tug that tore another scream from her throat as pleasure fell upon her in a tumble of bliss.
Yes.
He did it again, slow ascension and fierce descent.
Yes.
Again.
Yes.
And again.
Yes.
Trista was going out of her mind, lost in the pleasure and need, but she wanted more and more and
more.
No matter his rough pulls and jagged pushes, she craved more of him. And she wasn t afraid to
beg.
Please.
He opened his mouth wide, saliva dripping from his bear s fangs. In a threat? Was he trying to
scare her away from the beast? That wasn t going to happen. Ever.
Please.
*
Keen couldn t resist the temptation she presented. She was slick skin and plump seduction and he
wanted more of her, he wanted everything.
This connection, this meeting of bodies, wasn t enough for him, not nearly enough. He needed
them tied together tighter than anything before.
Which made him sound like a stalker, like he was crazed, but he didn t care. Not when it came to
Trista.
Her pussy milked his shaft, squeezing him in rhythmic tightening that seemed to beckon his
release. But he held off by sheer force of will. He wanted her to come with him, to scream as he sank
his teeth into her shoulder and mated her. He wished she could do the same to him, bite him and claim
him just as he claimed her.
Then she smiled at him, gasping and whimpering while he continued to slide her along his shaft,
and he didn t give a damn about who bit whom and when.
Will you come with me? He hardly recognized his own voice, the bear having pushed forward
so hard that the human had ceded some control. The bear had endured his half-life just as much as the
man. They should both claim the female who would live at their sides until the day they died.
Yes, she gasped as he yanked harder, slammed her down on his dick. Oh God, yes.
He did it again, loving how she rippled around him, how her eyes darkened and the way pleasure
transformed her face from beautiful to luminous. He didn t think he deserved her, but he d take her
anyway.
I m gonna& A low mewl escaped her throat.
Keen didn t slow, didn t alter his pace or the strength of his movements. Not when she was so
near the edge. He didn t want her pleasure to float out of reach, not when her glazed eyes shone with
the promise of ecstasy.
His own body reacted to her responses, his balls hard and tight against him while his cock
twitched and throbbed inside her sheath. Yes, he wanted to come, to fill her as he sank his teeth into
her flesh.
Soon. Soon. Soon.
As her gasps and moans increased in volume, as her chest heaved even harder, her release
neared. He fed off her pleasure, drank her desire, and allowed her enjoyment to drag him in her wake.
She opened her mouth, fighting for air, and flashed her teeth. She licked the blunted white fangs
that filled her mouth. Without an animal, they weren t sharp and fierce like his, yet he still wanted
them in his flesh.
I want you to be mine, he snarled, his bear taking over as he squeezed the back of her neck.
Mine. The aggression he normally carried was directed at her, but instead of anger and rage, it was
pure need and desire that spurred his animal into action. Belong to me.
He opened his mouth wide, exposing his fangs fully, and she didn t shy from the threat. No, she
released him long enough to brush her hair aside as she tilted her head. His goal was exposed, pale
and glistening beneath the bright warmth of the sun and the coolness of the wind.
Yes. She licked her lips. Now. Her grip tightened, spears of pain adding to the bear s thirst
for her.
The first scream from her throat, filled with pleasure and need, had him striking. He sank his teeth
deep into her, savoring the sweet flow of her blood over his tongue. His cock pulsed, reacted to the
sudden tightening of her pussy, and then she cried out again as she came. Keen s body overrode his
desires then as pure bliss consumed him. The coppery heat of her blood filled his mouth while his
release overtook his control.
Ecstasy like he d never known overwhelmed him, stole all thought from his mind until he was
nothing but pure animal emotion.
Suddenly, pain seared his shoulder harsher than the sting of Trista s nails and it added to the
bliss of his orgasm. It forced his body to continue shuddering with the joy. His bear rejoiced, seeming
to know something Keen s human mind did not, but he couldn t focus on the animal s happiness. Not
when he filled his mate, not when he d finally, truly made her his mate.
Mate. Mate. Mate.
Trista s tremors finally slowed to shadowy shudders and then she lay heavily against him, giving
him her weight. Trust. Something they hadn t had and now they did. Maybe not entirely, but more than
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cheek. They remained frozen, stares locked as he encouraged her to ride his cock.
She catalogued his expressions, each emotion that flitted across his face. One after another battled
for supremacy, but she latched onto the one that so closely mirrored her own. One that hinted of love
even if the feelings hadn t settled into the lasting emotion.
Its presence encouraged her and she let her body fall into the whirlwind of sensations his shaft
gifted her.
Each glide up stroked her while each fall had her clit nestling against him. The pleasure pinged
through her, lighting her blood on fire.
Yes. Yes&
He grunted and snarled, flashing a slowly elongating fang. Yes, the bear was with them as they
sought their mating. She wouldn t have it any other way.
The next rise was slower, slower than any others, but her descent was anything but. It was a
fierce, rapid tug that tore another scream from her throat as pleasure fell upon her in a tumble of bliss.
Yes.
He did it again, slow ascension and fierce descent.
Yes.
Again.
Yes.
And again.
Yes.
Trista was going out of her mind, lost in the pleasure and need, but she wanted more and more and
more.
No matter his rough pulls and jagged pushes, she craved more of him. And she wasn t afraid to
beg.
Please.
He opened his mouth wide, saliva dripping from his bear s fangs. In a threat? Was he trying to
scare her away from the beast? That wasn t going to happen. Ever.
Please.
*
Keen couldn t resist the temptation she presented. She was slick skin and plump seduction and he
wanted more of her, he wanted everything.
This connection, this meeting of bodies, wasn t enough for him, not nearly enough. He needed
them tied together tighter than anything before.
Which made him sound like a stalker, like he was crazed, but he didn t care. Not when it came to
Trista.
Her pussy milked his shaft, squeezing him in rhythmic tightening that seemed to beckon his
release. But he held off by sheer force of will. He wanted her to come with him, to scream as he sank
his teeth into her shoulder and mated her. He wished she could do the same to him, bite him and claim
him just as he claimed her.
Then she smiled at him, gasping and whimpering while he continued to slide her along his shaft,
and he didn t give a damn about who bit whom and when.
Will you come with me? He hardly recognized his own voice, the bear having pushed forward
so hard that the human had ceded some control. The bear had endured his half-life just as much as the
man. They should both claim the female who would live at their sides until the day they died.
Yes, she gasped as he yanked harder, slammed her down on his dick. Oh God, yes.
He did it again, loving how she rippled around him, how her eyes darkened and the way pleasure
transformed her face from beautiful to luminous. He didn t think he deserved her, but he d take her
anyway.
I m gonna& A low mewl escaped her throat.
Keen didn t slow, didn t alter his pace or the strength of his movements. Not when she was so
near the edge. He didn t want her pleasure to float out of reach, not when her glazed eyes shone with
the promise of ecstasy.
His own body reacted to her responses, his balls hard and tight against him while his cock
twitched and throbbed inside her sheath. Yes, he wanted to come, to fill her as he sank his teeth into
her flesh.
Soon. Soon. Soon.
As her gasps and moans increased in volume, as her chest heaved even harder, her release
neared. He fed off her pleasure, drank her desire, and allowed her enjoyment to drag him in her wake.
She opened her mouth, fighting for air, and flashed her teeth. She licked the blunted white fangs
that filled her mouth. Without an animal, they weren t sharp and fierce like his, yet he still wanted
them in his flesh.
I want you to be mine, he snarled, his bear taking over as he squeezed the back of her neck.
Mine. The aggression he normally carried was directed at her, but instead of anger and rage, it was
pure need and desire that spurred his animal into action. Belong to me.
He opened his mouth wide, exposing his fangs fully, and she didn t shy from the threat. No, she
released him long enough to brush her hair aside as she tilted her head. His goal was exposed, pale
and glistening beneath the bright warmth of the sun and the coolness of the wind.
Yes. She licked her lips. Now. Her grip tightened, spears of pain adding to the bear s thirst
for her.
The first scream from her throat, filled with pleasure and need, had him striking. He sank his teeth
deep into her, savoring the sweet flow of her blood over his tongue. His cock pulsed, reacted to the
sudden tightening of her pussy, and then she cried out again as she came. Keen s body overrode his
desires then as pure bliss consumed him. The coppery heat of her blood filled his mouth while his
release overtook his control.
Ecstasy like he d never known overwhelmed him, stole all thought from his mind until he was
nothing but pure animal emotion.
Suddenly, pain seared his shoulder harsher than the sting of Trista s nails and it added to the
bliss of his orgasm. It forced his body to continue shuddering with the joy. His bear rejoiced, seeming
to know something Keen s human mind did not, but he couldn t focus on the animal s happiness. Not
when he filled his mate, not when he d finally, truly made her his mate.
Mate. Mate. Mate.
Trista s tremors finally slowed to shadowy shudders and then she lay heavily against him, giving
him her weight. Trust. Something they hadn t had and now they did. Maybe not entirely, but more than
she d shown others. And he d take what he could get. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]