Changing Beauty (The Deadly Beauties Live On 2)

I’ve only ever been with human guys, and I had to hold back. With Thad… he can take all I have to give.

The wall cracks harder, and the wolf in me wants to tear the place apart. There’s something seductive about chaotic destruction.

Thad grinds his hips against me, but it’s not enough. I want him inside me, owning me, ruling me… possessing me like no one else has ever had the power or ability to do.

The kiss becomes savage, violent. The taste of blood teases me when I cut his lip, and he groans when I suck his bottom lip into my mouth, savoring every small drop.

When I moan, he moves, adjusting his body before thrusting inside me and driving me up on the wall, causing it to crack more. A garbled cry escapes my lips, but he swallows most of it when he starts devouring me again, thrusting harder and deeper than he did before.

My nails dig into his back as his lips trail down to my neck, sucking, nipping, and finally biting. The sharp points of his fangs press deeper, and an erotic mixture of desire and need explode when he breaks the skin.

He growls as his movements grow rougher, and I cling to him harder as he drinks. Loud cracking doesn’t register until we’re falling, getting pummeled by debris as the wall collapses.

Thad lands on top of me, losing his hold on my neck, but he doesn’t stop taking me. My wolf tries to take form, and I feel her calling to his beasts, begging for more, relishing the raw, carnal need.

When my tongue rakes over my teeth, I feel the sharp points descend, and I lean up to latch onto his shoulder. The second his taste hits my mouth, I’m moaning, clawing at him harder to get closer, and his pace quickens just barely as he pounds into the cradle of my thighs.

He tastes like sex and honey, and I don’t know if I’ll ever get enough.

“Fuck,” he groans, fisting my hair as he pulls me closer, offering himself to me as he rules my body.

With a hard tug, he jerks my head away from his shoulder, and his mouth reclaims mine. More debris continues to fall, slapping against us, as the floor underneath us starts to creak. But neither of us give a damn. It’s like noise in the background, because right now, he’s all that exists. Just like I’m all that exists to him.

The floor cracks more as his rhythm grows brutal, punishing, until finally the floor collapses, giving way. Before we drop through the hole, I’m dematerializing us, and we suddenly land on the bed just as my stomach muscles tighten, warning me.

But before I can fall over the edge, he flips me over, staying inside me, while forcing me up on my hands and knees. One of his hands fists in my hair as he holds me right where he wants me, pulling my head to the side as his teeth sink back into the flesh between my neck and shoulder.

I don’t know if it’s an act of dominance, and I don’t care. I just know it’s hot as hell as he keeps me pinned in place, forcing me to feel each incredible sensation.

Thad’s hands move to my hips, and his fingers dig into my flesh, as my eyes roll back in my head and fireworks detonate behind my eyelids. I don’t just fall over the edge; I explode over it.

His name comes out in a scream that doesn’t sound human, and he fucking roars as I feel him go off inside me. My entire body feels like a noodle once it stops being completely rigid, and I lie boneless beneath him as he drops to lie on top of me.

I turn my head to the side so I can see him, but his head is facing the other way. Our breaths exchange in pants, and I try to suck enough oxygen into my lungs to slow down my heartrate before I accidentally shift.

“You two done up there? Because we could use some help cleaning up, and there’s only one witch in the fucking house right now.” Dice really knows how to embarrass a girl.

I laugh nervously, even though Thad remains busy with trying to resupply his lungs with air. We sure as hell made a mess.

“I’ll fix it,” I tell them, since Thad obviously isn’t up to responding.

Chapter 28

THAD

Dice continues bellowing from downstairs about fixing the floor, which is the ceiling down there. All I can do is try not to shift.

I’ve never fucked someone and had to fight off the beasts. Then again, I’ve never fucked anyone without having to use any restraint. Not even immortals can handle me going at full strength.

Roslyn could take it all. Hell, she could have taken more, and I would have given her more if I hadn’t been worried about shifting right in the middle of fucking.

Her fingers leisurely move up and down my hand as I stay inside her, not ready to pull out just yet. Turning my head toward her, I nuzzle her neck, kissing it softly as our legs stay tangled. She tilts her hips back, pushing me back inside her the few inches I’ve moved out.

A growl forms without my permission, and I feel her smiling because she knows what she’s doing to me.

“You can turn wolf, right?” she asks randomly.

I just nod, because I’m afraid I’ll only be able to make animal sounds right now, and that would be a little embarrassing.