Dylan (Bowen Boys, #3)(47)
She didn’t. She wanted him, and they both knew it. When he snarled at her, loudly near her ear, she snarled back. Jack could hear Dylan’s laughter, and when his cat bit her hard, she snarled again. But then he entered her, and she forgot to be mad.
His cock filled her, the pain short and sharp. She forgot about it almost as soon as it hurt. He snarled again when she moved, but he was just going to have to get over it because she needed more. The harder he slammed into her, his balls banging against her, she tightened, knowing that she was going to come as soon as he did. When he threw back his head and snarled, she came with him; his cum spilling from him made her come hard and long, much longer than she’d thought possible. Then she was being rolled to her back. Dylan, the man, looked down at her.
“Shift. For Christ’s sake, shift. I need to f*ck you.” She didn’t know what he meant but felt her body slide, and she looked back at him as a woman.
Dylan lifted her legs to his shoulders and entered her. His cock felt huge compared to that of the cat, and she cried out when he slammed into her again and again. When he leaned forward, her legs nearly to her chest, she felt the difference immediately. He was deeper than he’d ever been, thicker and harder, too. He looked into her eyes as he shifted around, letting her legs fall open around him. Lifting them to wrap around him, he moaned deeply. When he leaned his head down, she thought he was going to bite her, and she offered him her throat, her body tensing for the pain, but he only nuzzled her neck and moaned. But his offered throat was there for her.
Licking him, his pulse pounding at his vein, she felt her teeth shift, change in her mouth. Moaning, she licked again, tasting his scent on her tongue. He tasted spicy and hot. His sweat tingled on her tongue and wanted more of him.
“Bite me, Jack. Mark me. When you sink your teeth into me, you shake your head to leave a scar.” He shifted again, and when he hit her sweet spot, she cried out her release and sank her teeth deeply.
Blood filled her mouth, and she swallowed. Heat filled her body, and she came again, coming so hard this time that she wanted to faint from it. Jerking her head hard, she tore at his flesh. More blood filled her mouth as he shouted out his own release. Even as he came, she still bit him, knowing that marking him was what would keep her from killing another female if they touched what was hers.
She licked the wound closed, the pink flesh already shaping into a scar…teeth marks that would be small, but would hold a great deal of meaning to anyone who saw them. Rolling him to his back, she pulled him up so that she was sitting on his lap, her legs wrapped around him.
He held her hips while she rode him slowly. His mouth danced across her breasts one at a time while she curled her fingers into his hair and held him to her. She moved over him, feeling the buildup again, and lifted his head so that she could take his mouth. Her climax poured over her softly as she held him, her body worn out and completely sated. Laying her head on his shoulder, she giggled at him. He pulled her head back and looked at her.
“Do you have any idea how much sex I had before I met you? Maybe four times in the last ten years.” He bit her shoulder. “And now look. I’m in the woods with my husband, who I’ve not just had sex with twice, but once as a big f*cking panther. Life couldn’t get any better than this.”
He rolled her to her back again, sliding easily in and out of her. “Oh, I don’t know about that. I could bring you to a screaming climax a couple more times just to make it worth your while if you’d like.”
He kissed her gently on the mouth, and she moaned. He continued to tease her by bringing her nearly to peak, then bringing her slowly down. She was ready to bash his brains in when she shifted beneath him. He touched her deeply, hitting something so carnal inside of her that she stiffened. It only lasted a second or two, but it took her breath away, made her arch up and grab him, for she feared that she was going to shatter at any second.
The climax roared from her. Not only did she scream, but she screamed over and over, telling him to stop, yet to give it all to her. When he finally came again, his body slamming into her hard, she came with him, this time begging him to stop, she couldn’t take any more. When he dropped over her, she lay there without the strength to even lift her arms. This was the way life should be. She was smiling when she closed her eyes, rolling over with him. Spreading her body over his, she nuzzled into his chest and fell asleep.
Chapter Fifteen
Lucius watched the man and woman for three blocks, knowing that he was going to get what he wanted. And the girl that was with him was going to make things so much easier for him. Lucius was waiting for the perfect moment to take the man when another man, larger and taller, walked up behind them as they continued down the street. No matter, he was going to get his man, and she was going to give him what he wanted.
The opportunity was nearly lost when they stopped for several minutes in front of a store. If they went in, which was what Lucius was afraid of, he’d miss them. The sun was rising, and no matter what, he had to be back to the hotel before then or die. When they moved down the sidewalk, Lucius felt his first stirrings of the sun. It was coming now.
Materializing behind the younger man, he grabbed him. He opened his mouth to tell the girl his demands, but she turned suddenly, pushing the larger panther to the sidewalk. His arm exploded in pain. The smell of gunpowder was sharp in the air, and it burned his nose. Lucius reached for her, intending to take her with him, as well, or at the very least to kill her. She dodged him not once but twice. She moved quickly, her body fast and lethal as she hit him in his belly and throat with her small fist. When the man on the sidewalk rose, he didn’t pull the girl back as he should have, but stepped back out of her way while she beat on him. He snarled at them and nearly lost his grip on the boy when the man reached out and grabbed his throat suddenly.