Page 111 of Beneath a Shattered Sky
“Your white knight will always swoop in to save you from me,” I say, grinning wickedly at the wolf as my hands fall to her ass and squeeze, dragging her against me fully. “But if you want to prove to him that you’re not as delicate as he thinks, I think we can do that.”
“Now?” she squeaks.
“Now.” I grind into her, licking the scent from her skin this time and groaning. “In front of all of them.”
Her eyes dart away, lighting gently on each of her other males before lingering on the Fomorian. If she thinks the blue idiot being there is a deterrent, she’s very wrong.
I want him to watch. I want him to see how she comes apart for her mates. Maybe one day he’ll earn the privilege. Maybe not.
Either way, torturing him with her is almost as fun as slicing him open would be.
My hands squeeze her ass again, and I shoot the wolfie a feral little grin that tells him to back the fuck off. I’ve shared her enough. If she wants me, she’ll have me.
And if she uses her safe word and they need to pull me off her, it’s better if they still have their weapons on them.
Jaro holds his hands up, backing away like a good doggie. Releasing his gaze, I sink my teeth into the junction between Rose’s pretty neck and her shoulder. Hard enough to mark, but not hard enough to break skin. Not yet.
Soon.
A blink, and she’s pressed face-first against Bree’s tree on the other side of the camp. Closer to Caed. Gripping the fabric of her shirt, I blink away and back so fast that it looks like it disappeared.
Her breasts are soft, full, and heavy, overflowing my hands as my hips pin her in place. She has just enough room to squirm, and each time she does, my cock rubs along the cleft of her ass until I think I might go insane. Sweet little pink nipples pebble beneath my thumbs, already hard and rosy.
I pinch them, twisting until her forehead falls to rest against the bark, breath leaving her lungs in a tortured moan.
A hundred impulses slam into me at once. Suck her nipples. Drop to my knees and eat her until she screams. Kiss her. Sink my fingers into that wet heat between her legs. Mark her breasts with my teeth. Nip at the cute little points of her ears. Slam my cock into her and see how deep I can go on the first thrust. Wrap her hair around my fist. Bury myself in her body and fuck her until she begs me to stop and keep going in equal measure.
So many options, and no way to do them all at once. Shame.
Oops. Her leggings disappeared along with my clothes. How did that happen? A mere six feet from us, the Fomorian’s breath catches, and my cap warps, the brim stiffening and curling.
“He’s going too fast,” Jaro objects, but Drystan mutters something, and the wolf’s protests cease.
Grinning, I lean down and scrape my fangs lightly down her shoulder, just above those lovely wings, making her shudder. Then I return to her neck, licking the salt from her skin.
“I’m being such a good boy,” I tell her. “They have no idea, do they, pet?”
My cock slides lower, and I pull back just long enough to kick her ankles apart, exposing the slick lips of her juicy cunt to the air. My cock slides between them, and I tease us both by pausing at her entrance. Fuck. So tempting.
“Lore!” she cries.
The taste of sugar-sweet copper fills my mouth, and I realise my fangs have sunk into her skin.
“Tell me to stop.” I’m not sure if I’m begging or not. “Use your safe word, pretty pet. Or I’ll slip inside you right now and fuck you until you scream.”
My hands abandon her breasts, my right working its way down to pinch her slippery clit between my fingers and thumb and rub while my left fists in her hair.
Her dainty hands are splayed on the bark as she struggles to gather her wits while fighting against the buzz of the Call and the frantic need flushing beneath her skin.
Rose’s head tilts to one side, her mouth opening. I brace myself, ready to rip myself away, willing myself not to fight the others when they intervene.
“Violet roses.”
Oh, little pet…
My pearls buzz to life as they rub through her dripping slit, landing directly over her clit, and her breath hitches as she reaps the rewards of her actions.
It’s all the invitation I need. The next time the head of my cock notches at her opening, I angle my hips and thrust inside.
