Yuma [Wolfe Brothers 1] (Siren Publishing Classic) Read Online Free Page A

pussy. “Try again.”
    She heard him moving before she felt the rough hair of his beard and goatee against her thighs, felt his warm breath blow against her wet pussy. His tongue traced her wet flesh, flicking over the hard nub of her clit before dipping into the overflowing well of her pussy.
    “They weren’t you,” she whimpered, her voice barely audible in the silence of the room. A thick finger speared into her sensitive flesh.
    “I couldn’t hear you, Madi. Tell me again!” he demanded before sucking her clit into his mouth. She shattered as she screamed it again and again, her body shaking as her orgasm slammed through her body, making her legs shake and her body tremble.
    He was shaking, too, as he pulled away from her pussy. His face wet with her juices as he stroked his cock. “Mine!” he snarled as he pushed his thick cock into her pussy. One hand reached up to get a handful of her beautiful red hair. “Mine,” he repeated again and again as he tried to push more and more of his cock into her swollen tissues.
    She grunted. She’d never felt this full before. Pleasure-pain filled her pussy, enhancing her pleasure as she mewed at him, begging for more without saying a word. She needed more of him, more of his hard cock, and she needed him to pound into her.
    “Relax, baby.” One hand managed to reach under her and tease her clit. His finger swirled over it, and then suddenly pinched it between his two fingers while he shoved himself deeply into her cunt.
    She screamed, or at least she tried to, but nothing came out of her mouth as an intense orgasm crashed over her body. She shook, her whole body felt like jelly, but he didn’t let up. Slowly, he pushed in and out of her body as her vaginal muscles tightened around him. As her orgasm ended, he pulled out of her depths.
    He walked around her, releasing her bonds and pulling her off of the bench. He took her to the corner of the room where he almost tossed her on the bed in his haste to be with her. She watched, wide-eyed, as he tugged off his cowboy boots then slid his black jeans off of his muscular legs. His chest, broad and muscular, was covered in a fine pelt of black hair that tapered down to his groin.
    As she watched him stalk toward her, her fingers slid down to her waxed pussy. Her fingers trailed over the smooth flesh as he got closer to her. “Take your hand off of my pussy.” The command, while low, was menacing just the same.
    “It’s not your pussy, Yuma.” She stretched under his watchful gaze. “I am my own person.” Just the same, her hand moved closer to her stomach.
    He leaned his body over hers. His cock rested against her pussy as he pulled her arms over her head. “While we are here, this is my pussy,” he ordered. With one hand, he held both of her wrists over her head, and he used the other to position his cock against her clit, rubbing against it before sliding down.
    She arched up to help him, but he refused to enter her. He teased her slowly, again and again. “What do you want, Madison?” He moved his dick up and down, slowly teasing her.
    “You,” she whimpered as she wrapped her legs around his hips and thrust up.
    “Who do you belong to?” The head of his cock rested against her opening with just a little of him stretching her open.
    “You,” she screamed as he pushed halfway inside her. She felt so full! He released her wrists as he sat up on the bed. Half of his erection had forced its way inside. He looked down, watching as he pulled back then thrust more of his dick into her. He pulled her thighs up until they crossed over his.
    “Look, Madi.” Unable to disobey him, her eyes followed and locked onto his cock spearing its way into her body. She lifted her legs, but suddenly he took over as he placed them over his shoulders. She screamed again as he plowed forward until his nuts were resting against her ass. The stinging pleasure sent her over the edge. Roughly, he continued to pummel her pussy,