The King takes a Mate: Paranormal Shape Shifter Alpha Male Cage Fighter Werelion pregnancy romance (Shifter Fight League Book 4) Read Online Free Page A
and then along her throat. “I can do that too…”
Holding her hips, he lifted her up off him and held her still in an iron hold. She whimpered, hands braced on his broad, heavily muscled chest as he moved. He rubbed the broad head of his cock through her folds and against her clit. Already sensitive thanks to her recent climax, the tiny bundle of nerves throbbed, but it was her pussy that ached with each pass, desperate to be filled.
He wouldn’t give it to her though. Instead, he seemed content to just tease her, winding her frustration higher and higher until she was ready to explode.
“Logan, please,” she begged, panting as her nails curved into the granite-like muscles under her hands. “Now…”
“Hmmm? What was that?” He pretended not to understand, instead circling his hips so the head of his cock slipped and slid over her clit. “Now what, kitten? What do you want now?”
“You know what I want,” she growled. The temptation to punch him was almost overwhelming, but her need was too great to resort to violence. She needed him now. Needed him to slide that thick cock deep inside her where it belonged and make them whole again.
His lips quirked, but he didn’t back down. “I do, but I want to hear it. I want the words.”
“I want you inside me,” she breathed, leaning down to whisper a kiss over the side of his neck. When she reached his ear, she nipped the lobe lightly. “And, so help me, if you want it ever again this side of the next century, you’ll damn well be inside me befor—“
She had been meaning to say he’d be inside of her before she finished her sentence but he didn’t let her get that far. Instead, he moved his hips to fit the thick, broad head of his cock against her entrance and with one hard thrust, filled her to the hilt.
“Ohhhh…” Her soft feminine sound of pleasure was echoed by his deep growl. His cock throbbed and pulsed in her depths, filling and stretching her in just the way she liked. So full and tight that the pleasure bordered on pain, but she didn’t care. It was the best kind of pain and one that she could become accustomed to.
Logan leaned back against the side of the tub, hands on her hips and every muscle in his body tensed as he watched her. She could see the iron control it took for him to stay still. To wait until her tense body relaxed about him and for that tiny rock of her hips as her sheath ached and sought more sensation.
His gaze shifted, became darker, and his hold on her hips tightened. He lifted her up almost all the way and she pouted at the delicious withdrawal, already feeling bereft and empty. Then his eyes flared, gold eating up the blue, and he thrust again. Surged back inside her in one hard movement. She held his gaze, matching him look for look as he lifted her again.
Her hands, too small to get anywhere near circling them, curled around the thick muscles of his upper arms as she started to move. She matched his movements up and within her, bringing pleasure to them both. Water slapped over the side of the tub, the sound almost unnoticed under the sounds of their love-making, as he set up a hard and fast rhythm.
And she was utterly lost, his to command, to take… To love… She wouldn’t have it any other way.
* * *
L ogan thrust deeply into Zara’s tight, wet heat and didn’t bother to stifle his moan. Being inside her was the kind of heaven he’d never thought he’d be lucky enough to experience. She fit him like a glove, silken inner walls gripping his cock as she rode him. For a moment, he just watched her, committing every little expression to memory. She was so expressive, every ounce of pleasure showing in her dark eyes and across her flushed face.
He’d done that. Made her shiver and moan in his arms, those sexy little sounds imprinted on his soul forever. Each stroke of his hands over her skin brought a new reaction and he lapped them up, needing to bring her to ecstasy over and over again. She was
Holding her hips, he lifted her up off him and held her still in an iron hold. She whimpered, hands braced on his broad, heavily muscled chest as he moved. He rubbed the broad head of his cock through her folds and against her clit. Already sensitive thanks to her recent climax, the tiny bundle of nerves throbbed, but it was her pussy that ached with each pass, desperate to be filled.
He wouldn’t give it to her though. Instead, he seemed content to just tease her, winding her frustration higher and higher until she was ready to explode.
“Logan, please,” she begged, panting as her nails curved into the granite-like muscles under her hands. “Now…”
“Hmmm? What was that?” He pretended not to understand, instead circling his hips so the head of his cock slipped and slid over her clit. “Now what, kitten? What do you want now?”
“You know what I want,” she growled. The temptation to punch him was almost overwhelming, but her need was too great to resort to violence. She needed him now. Needed him to slide that thick cock deep inside her where it belonged and make them whole again.
His lips quirked, but he didn’t back down. “I do, but I want to hear it. I want the words.”
“I want you inside me,” she breathed, leaning down to whisper a kiss over the side of his neck. When she reached his ear, she nipped the lobe lightly. “And, so help me, if you want it ever again this side of the next century, you’ll damn well be inside me befor—“
She had been meaning to say he’d be inside of her before she finished her sentence but he didn’t let her get that far. Instead, he moved his hips to fit the thick, broad head of his cock against her entrance and with one hard thrust, filled her to the hilt.
“Ohhhh…” Her soft feminine sound of pleasure was echoed by his deep growl. His cock throbbed and pulsed in her depths, filling and stretching her in just the way she liked. So full and tight that the pleasure bordered on pain, but she didn’t care. It was the best kind of pain and one that she could become accustomed to.
Logan leaned back against the side of the tub, hands on her hips and every muscle in his body tensed as he watched her. She could see the iron control it took for him to stay still. To wait until her tense body relaxed about him and for that tiny rock of her hips as her sheath ached and sought more sensation.
His gaze shifted, became darker, and his hold on her hips tightened. He lifted her up almost all the way and she pouted at the delicious withdrawal, already feeling bereft and empty. Then his eyes flared, gold eating up the blue, and he thrust again. Surged back inside her in one hard movement. She held his gaze, matching him look for look as he lifted her again.
Her hands, too small to get anywhere near circling them, curled around the thick muscles of his upper arms as she started to move. She matched his movements up and within her, bringing pleasure to them both. Water slapped over the side of the tub, the sound almost unnoticed under the sounds of their love-making, as he set up a hard and fast rhythm.
And she was utterly lost, his to command, to take… To love… She wouldn’t have it any other way.
* * *
L ogan thrust deeply into Zara’s tight, wet heat and didn’t bother to stifle his moan. Being inside her was the kind of heaven he’d never thought he’d be lucky enough to experience. She fit him like a glove, silken inner walls gripping his cock as she rode him. For a moment, he just watched her, committing every little expression to memory. She was so expressive, every ounce of pleasure showing in her dark eyes and across her flushed face.
He’d done that. Made her shiver and moan in his arms, those sexy little sounds imprinted on his soul forever. Each stroke of his hands over her skin brought a new reaction and he lapped them up, needing to bring her to ecstasy over and over again. She was
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