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A Muse for Mishka (Wiccan-Were-Bear #12)
Book: A Muse for Mishka (Wiccan-Were-Bear #12) Read Online Free
Author: R.E. Butler
Tags: vampire romance, vampire coven, wiccan were bear
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under his
authority. But he’d never really had anyone to take care of. Here
was his beloved. The one woman in the world who was perfect for
him, and he was going to prove that he was perfect for her,
too.
    Lowering his head, he pressed his lips gently
to hers. Their lips parted at the same time, and she moaned softly
as their tongues touched. Awareness jolted through him as he sucked
on her tongue, careful not to nick her with his fangs. She tasted
sweet, reminding him of a honey cake he’d enjoyed when he was
mortal. He tilted his head and deepened the kiss, stroking his
tongue along hers as need spiked within him.
    She undid the buttons of the uniform top of
his costume, shoving it off his shoulders as their tongues dueled.
Her nails scraped along his shoulders as she pushed off the top and
he broke the kiss long enough to wrestle his arms from the sleeves
and throw it aside. Catching the broken string of her corset, he
undid the binding, loosing the tight leather swiftly. She lifted
her head and pressed her lips to his with a hungry groan as her
hands swept up his shoulders and sank into his hair, tugging the
tie free and releasing his hair.
    Pushing open the corset, he kissed down her
throat, sucking on her neck in the place where he would soon sink
his fangs. She canted her hips against him when he pulled down her
blouse to expose her breast. Lifting from her throat, he gazed down
at her, her pale skin tipped with a dark pink nipple. He kissed her
nipple and then licked it, swirling his tongue over the bud as it
tightened. Baring her other breast, he paid the same attention to
the nipple, licking and sucking it until she writhed under him. He
rose over her once more, straightening his arms so he could take in
the sight of her – tight, dark nipples, chest heaving, lips swollen
from kissing. Her eyes were bright with passion.
    “I want to see you like this all the time,”
he said roughly. “You’re beautiful.”
    “Careful. A girl could get used to so many
compliments.”
    “You should. I plan to shower you with them
constantly.”
    She smiled and bit her lower lip, her eyes
dancing. He kissed her lips just once and moved to kneel beside
her. He wiggled the corset from underneath her as she lifted the
blouse over her head. He noticed that her hair had a blue hue in
places, like someone had streaked it with color. Rubbing a lock
between his finger and thumb, he said, “Did you do this
yourself?”
    “It’s my power,” she said as she stretched
out on the bed, her thumbs hooking in the waistband of her full
skirt. “As I sing and alter people’s emotional state with my power,
it feeds my nature. My hair turns blue as my power flares. When I’m
fully satisfied, I’ll have bright blue streaks. As my power fades,
my hair goes back to plain brown.”
    “Are you hungry?” he asked, noting the blue
was barely visible. He worried they were rushing into becoming
beloveds when she needed to feed her nature.
    She cupped his face and lifted her head,
pressing her lips to his. “Just for you. Please, Mishka, make me
yours.”
    Releasing her hair, he kissed her and then
joined her hands on her skirt, helping her to push it over her
hips. As her hips lifted, he pulled the material down her thighs,
revealing her scandalously tiny panties and thigh-high stockings.
The skirt went airborne, and she laughed at his eagerness. He felt
like he’d been waiting his entire life for her, even though he
hadn’t known she existed.
    She pushed him to his back suddenly with a
soft growl and pressed a kiss to his navel. “You don’t get to have
all the fun, my Mishka,” she said, her breath skirting over his
skin. She undid his trousers, kissing his exposed flesh as she
tugged them down his legs. When his cock was freed, hard and ready,
she grinned at him before kissing the crown.
    “Can I just say that I love that you went
commando?”
    “You can feel free to anytime, too,” he said.
He touched the string of her panties and
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