Echoes of Fire (The Mercury Pack #4)(31)



Naked, Bracken raked his gaze over her in a deliberately slow movement, eyes glinting with sheer male possession. “The things I could do to you . . .”

Madisyn let her thighs slowly spread open just a little. “Do any of those things involve me coming like a freight train?”

His mouth quirked. “They all involve you coming, baby. Now lay back. Good girl.” He skimmed the tips of his fingers over her swollen pussy. “So pretty and slick.”

As he took a seat, Madisyn frowned. “I really don’t need any more foreplay.”

“This isn’t for you. It’s for me.” He lifted her hips and clamped his mouth around her pussy.

Madisyn’s eyes fell shut. Fuck, the guy was good with his mouth. He expertly licked at her slit, circled her clit with the tip of his tongue, and lightly scraped his teeth over her plump folds. Her thighs shook as the friction built inside her, making her groan and buck her hips. And then his tongue was pumping inside her pussy, and she didn’t have a hope in hell of fighting it.

“Gonna come,” she warned. A low rumble of approval vibrated up her pussy, and that was all it took to send her tumbling over the edge. Her claws sliced out and dug into the table as she came with a choked moan.

Standing, he curled over her. “Love the taste of you. I’m going to want more of that later.” Pinning her gaze with his, Bracken lodged the thick head of his cock in her pussy. She inhaled sharply, lips parting. “That’s it, keep your eyes on mine.”

Madisyn dug her fingers into his back as his cock slowly sank inside her. Jesus, he was thick. Her pussy burned as he stretched and filled her until she felt like she’d burst—it seemed to take forever before he was finally balls-deep. Really, really deep. And she could feel every beat of his heart through his cock.

“You good?”

She licked her lips and nodded. “But you got some work to do if you’re going to make me come again. It’s rare that I have multiple orgasms, and you already gave me such a fine one a minute ago.”

Taking that for the challenge it was, Bracken smiled. “I see.” Bracing himself on his elbows, he withdrew in a smooth, slow glide. Then he thrust deep, and her blazing hot pussy clamped down on him. “My new favorite place to be.”

He kept his pace almost leisurely, but Madisyn felt totally and utterly possessed. His eyes never left hers; they bore into her, told her that she was his, demanded everything she had. Digging her heels into the base of his spine, she arched her back, making him slide even deeper inside her—so much so that it hurt a little but in a good way. She moaned, pussy contracting around him again.

He brushed his mouth over hers as he swiveled his hips. “What’s wrong, baby? You want it harder? Faster?”

“Well, obviously.”

“Then give me what I want.”

She narrowed her eyes. “And what is it you want?”

“I want you to make me a promise while my dick’s deep inside you. I want you to promise me that you’ll call me if any danger ever comes at you.” At her hiss, he gave her thigh a sharp slap. “Look at my face, Madisyn. See how serious I am. I’ve lost enough people. I point-blank refuse to lose you. Promise me.” She didn’t. He pinched her nipple. “Promise me.”

She snarled. “Fuck you.”

“No sense in fighting me on this, Madisyn. I won’t accept any answer other than the one I want. If any danger ever comes at you, you call me. Got it?” She snapped her teeth at him, but he saw the resignation in her eyes. Satisfaction filled him. “Yeah, you got it.” And then he gave her what she needed.

Madisyn held him tighter as he hammered into her pussy, speaking in harsh whispers into her ear, telling her how good she felt, how he loved her taste, how he’d dreamed about fucking her mouth and coming down her throat. “That won’t happen,” she told him.

“You’ll do it, Madisyn. You’ll swallow every drop I give you.” Gripping her thighs, Bracken slammed into her even harder. His balls tightened at the picture she made beneath him, accepting every hard slam of his cock. Eyes sex-crazed, mouth swollen, cheeks flushed, tits jiggling, she made him feel more territorial than he had of anything in his life.

He wanted to pull out and come all over her, wanted to watch his come sink into her skin and mark her. He wouldn’t do that. Not yet. But soon. Yeah, he’d do it soon.

Bracken snarled as sharp nails dug into his nape but didn’t break the skin. “Go on, baby, scratch me hard. Mark me again.” His flesh burned as she sliced into it, drawing blood. His wolf growled, more than satisfied. “That’s my girl.”

Bracken caught her wrists and pinned them above her head with one hand as he kept on brutally powering into her, ignoring her weak struggle. If Madisyn truly wanted to be free of his grip, she’d be free. “I think it’s time you made me come.” The moment she imploded around him, it would happen. He shifted his angle so that his cock slid over her clit with every brutal thrust. “Now, Madisyn.” He sank his teeth over her brand.

Madisyn’s back bowed as white-hot pleasure ripped through her, wrenching a scream out of her throat and making her pussy contract around his cock. Bracken swore and pounded harder, faster. The muscles in his back bunched beneath her hands as he shoved his cock deep and exploded inside her, his hot come splashing her walls. And then, she pretty much collapsed.

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