Beauty in Winter (Beauty #4)(7)

Another wave of pleasure hits her, and she’s unable to answer as she cries out my name.

“Once you’re bred it will lessen, but until then your body will yearn just as mine does. And I will make sure you have my cock or my mouth to relieve it.”

I sit back, pulling her against me so that she’s sitting on my lap. We’re in the library, but there is a large window in front of us through which we can watch the snow come down.

Wrapping my arms around her, I hold her to me as I push in and out, feeling her body tighten and relax as the peaks of desire overtake her. I bury my nose in her hair, smelling her scent, and rubbing mine against hers.

Our love-making turns more desperate. Her fingers dig into the sheets and mine into her thighs as I hold her tighter and thrust harder.

“More, Reid. I need more,” she whimpers, and my body does as she commands.

As I fill her again with my seed, the warmth spreads between us and runs down her thighs. She breathes a sigh of contentment when I release into her, like she’s burning and my cum is her aloe.

I reach down and smear it into skin, wanting every drop on her. Our bodies are slick against one another, but the alpha wolf in me isn’t finished. Not even close.





Chapter 7





Fiona





I feel the heat of him inside me, but it’s not painful. None of what he’s done to me is.

“Reid, let me look at you,” I ask, trying to turn in his arms.

He pulls out of me gently, and I look down at his cock. It’s still just as thick and hard as it was when I first laid eyes on it. How that monster fit inside me, I’ll never know, but it did. We fit so perfectly that it had to have been magic.

He helps me lie back on the chaise as he comes over me, his body blanketing mine as he slowly slides back inside my warmth. The feel of him there is so right that I don’t want to think about him taking it out again. I’m full and whole, and not just down there. My heart is nearly bursting.

His lips press against mine softly, and the kiss is as slow as his thrusts. Our first time was frantic and lustful, but this is deeper somehow. This is more.

He moves his lips down my neck and to my breasts, his teeth grazing one nipple before sucking it into his mouth. I moan with pleasure as he moves over to the other one and does the same.

My grip on his hair tightens, and I cry out as my body releases another orgasm. There’s not even a build-up anymore, I just give it over to him. When he wants me to climax, he pulls it from me, and all I can do is feel.

There is such intensity in his eyes as warmth fills me again and he continues to thrust through his own orgasm. With his high cheekbones and dark hair he looks predatory. But the honey in his eyes softens it, and I think he’s the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen.

I run my hands along his defined chest. It’s wide and thick with muscle. He’s easily twice as wide as I am with the size of his ribcage. Dark hair covers him and trails down to solid abs. He’s meaty, but the hair makes him feel soft and cuddly.

Watching where we’re joined, I’m mesmerized by the way he enters me. He’s like a machine, never stopping, the need to mate with me his only thought. I continue to pet his body as he drives in and out, each of us reaching countless heights of pleasure.

He rolls us over so I’m spread out on top of him, and he draws his knees up. He thrusts lazily as I lie there with my eyes closed, and I can’t help the smile on my face. He can’t stop.

We kiss every so often, and his hands are always on me, but even still I somehow manage to fall asleep.

But in the arms of my beast, there is no safer place.





Chapter 8





Fiona





My eyes flutter open, and I immediately think that last night was all a dream. But reality comes back to me in a rush when I feel his arms wrapped around me so tightly. I’m surprised I can still breathe. This all seems so unreal. Turning, I look at the man who worshipped my body all night like I was the most precious thing that ever existed. He acted like if he let go of me for even a moment I might disappear.

He looks so much more relaxed in sleep. Reaching up, I run my finger down the side of his hard jaw. His eyes open, looking into mine. He’s so quickly become everything to me. How can this be? How can I feel something for someone I didn’t even know existed before yesterday?

“What are you?” I whisper the question like it’s a secret we can’t say too loudly. Maybe it is.

“I’m yours.” His words come out deep and raspy.

I smile at the simplicity of it. “You make it sound so easy,” I tell him. He pulls me even closer to him, wrapping his body around mine as he presses his face into my neck.

“It wasn’t easy. I’ve been waiting for what feels like forever for you,” he murmurs against my skin, making my heart ache for him. He sounds so alone. I know the feeling.

He start placing kisses along my neck. They are playful and light, and the feeling makes me giggle.

“You’re so soft. I didn’t know something could feel this good,” he says, pulling back to look at me. His eyes flash a honey gold before returning to their usual dark brown. It should scare me, but it doesn’t. I know the beast that lurks beneath the surface is gentle and wants to be close to me, too.