Page 24 of Feral Attraction
But Rey had her own ideas.She tore off his shirt.Damn.Then the determined female wiggled until he dropped her feet onto the tile.Fiddling with the zipper on his pants, she slid it down and freed him.Biting her lower lip, she said, “I wasn’t bragging about my mouth.”
Con swallowed the boulder in his throat.If she wanted to take control, he was going to let her think she had it.
Curving her hand around him, she squeezed tenderly.
“Harder,” he rasped.“Never gentle.Always harder.”
She pressed hot lips to his chest and dragged them down and down until she reached his abs.Flicking out her tongue, she licked his skin.
“Damn, Rey.Get on with it.”He was too hard and eager to bear her taunts.
“Patience, wolf.”Rey sank to her knees, her palm gripping him tighter, the way he liked it.She teased, her lips near his crown, her eyes fixed on him, a grin playing on her face.
As her tongue swirled around the head, he hissed, his cock getting impossibly thicker.
When she finally took him into her mouth, she sucked him deep and deeper.Rey’s moans nearly felled him.While sliding one hand up and down his shaft, she stroked what she could not swallow while the other palm caressed his balls.
Needing control, needing to guide her, Con tangled his fingers in her hair, pulling it out of its bun.With her hair loose, he gripped her temples, groaning with pleasure as he set a demanding rhythm.He glanced down at Rey, nearly spilling at the sight.She was on her knees while his cock plundered her mouth, her hair tickling his thighs.In.Out.
Damn.
As his hips jerked forward, he drove into her, forcing her to take more and more of his length.Rocking back and forth, loving the feel of her—her tongue, her lips—Con gave himself over to the extreme pleasure.
When she groaned, he lost himself.“Yes.Yes,” he shouted as he emptied his seed into her.
Unexpectedly, claws erupted from his fingertips.He jerked them away from Rey, his cum still spewing while she lapped it up.
Con had started to turn wolf.That had never happened to him during sex before.It wasn’t a good sign.Only feral wolves couldn’t control their shift.
He yanked up his pants, cradled her in his arms, and strode toward his bedroom.She had summoned the beast, and there was no leashing him until he satisfied her.
Con threw her on the bed.“I want inside more than your mouth.”
Rey leaned onto her elbows and gave him a challenging smile.“What’s stopping you?”
“Clothes for one thing.”He kicked off his boots and socks, stripping his torn shirt overhead.Sliding his pants to the floor, he stepped out of them.He gripped his cock, letting her see he was still hard.
Rey’s throat bobbled.“You next,” he ordered, his canines pressing on his lower lip.She didn’t look scared.
He had misjudged the buttoned-up cop, been fooled by the mannish suits and sensible boots.Underneath it all was someone on fire.Someone he and his wolf wanted to learn more about.
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Reywas feeling very generous and so sexy.When Con ordered her to strip, she did.She shrugged off her shirt and twirled her bra on her finger before launching it to the floor.She wiggled out of her pants and panties.
With his eyes pinned to her breasts, she cupped them, offering them to him.
The bed dipped as he crawled onto it.Not the least bit shy, she spread her legs.His gaze settled on the juncture between her legs, but after a few moments, he flipped her to her stomach.
Rey pushed to her hands and knees, her body tingling.With her ass in the air, she looked over her shoulder and grinned.“Is this what you like?”
Con growled.
“Do that again.”The sound from his wolf sent shock waves from her head to her womb.
“I give the orders.”His breaths were short pants, his amber eyes wild.
“You think so?”she taunted.
