Claim Me (Body Scenes 4)

Dare she believe that?

Cray said in his low tone, “Imprint on us, Jane. Solidify the bond.”

The white-hot craving was impossible to deny. She leaned toward him. He still had one arm around her waist and a hand on her breast. Her head dipped and her lips brushed along his throat. She inhaled his scent. Male heat and a musky cologne mingled with his distinct shifter smell. The rich aroma was intoxicating. Her eyelids fluttered closed and her mouth opened. When her fangs sank into his flesh, passion jolted her to the core of her being. She pulled away almost instantly as she was consumed by lust and desire. And a sexual hunger so potent, it made her insides light up again.

With her eyes still closed and her head falling back once more, she let the taste of Cray slide down her throat and seep into her soul. Her pussy throbbed with the need to feel him inside her, moving slowly and languidly, the way he kissed her.

Cray groaned. She opened her eyes to find him staring at her. In his beautiful blue irises, she saw the same lust and desire that burned within her.

“What do you want, Jane?” he asked.

“I want you to make love to me.” Her gaze slid to Jude and she added, “Then I want you to fuck me.”

She all ready knew there’d be a vast difference in the way each of them pleasured her. Their techniques would be as varied as their kissing, as opposite as their personalities.

With them, Jane would get the best of both worlds.

Cray stood and held a hand out to her. He guided her over to the large chaise lounge sitting at an angle in one corner of the room. She lay back on the plush cushion as Cray rid himself of the rest of his clothing.

They didn’t bother with a condom. They were all immortal. They didn’t contract diseases and she couldn’t get pregnant.

When he was naked, she marveled over his perfectly sculpted physique. He was positively breathtaking. Her gaze dropped to his hard cock and she let out an unchecked sigh of appreciation. And longing.

“You’re magnificent,” she said to him.

One corner of his mouth lifted. “Something tells me this is going to be a very snug fit.”

Jane had no doubt.

He lifted one of her legs and rested the back of her calf against his shoulder. The head of his cock pressed to her opening and Jane bit back the urge to beg him to thrust into her. She reminded herself she wanted it slow and easy with Cray.

As his thick shaft sank into her, a small cry fell from her lips. He filled and stretched her and it was an amazing sensation. He leaned toward her, pressing her thigh almost to her breast, spreading her wider. The large hand on the calf resting against his shoulder moved down and around to her backside. He cupped her ass cheek and lifted her slightly off the sofa as he pushed deeper into her.

Jane’s fingers grazed the spot on his throat where she’d bitten him. The wound had already healed, though the skin held a small discoloration, almost like a birthmark. It was her mark. She’d done more than imprint on him. She’d branded him.

The thought thrilled her as much as Cray’s cock inside her did.

Wrapping a hand around his neck, she pulled him closer to her. “You’re not hurting me,” she told him.

The tense look on his face eased. “You’re just so damn tiny. And tight.”

From the sofa, a strangled sound slipped from Jude’s mouth.

“Sorry,” Cray said to him, without breaking eye contact with Jane.

Apparently convinced he wasn’t causing her any pain, he dragged her leg from his shoulder and settled between her parted thighs.

Jane moaned. “Oh God, that feels so good.”

His body pressed to hers was the most heavenly thing she’d experienced in five decades. He was warm and rigid and virile. Emotion welled within her and tears stung the backs of her eyes, but she fought the drops. She could easily weep over the beauty of the moment and the fact that she’d finally gotten what she’d yearned for…what she’d believed would never be hers again. But then Cray would fear he truly was hurting her and of course she didn’t want that.

Her arms circled his neck as he moved inside her, his cock pushing deep as their bodies fell into a leisurely, seductive rhythm. She draped a leg over his hips, holding him tightly against her body as he made love to her. Her breasts flattened against his muscular chest and one of his hands slipped around to her backside again. He palmed her cheek as he drove a little harder into her.

His lips swept over her throat, and then his mouth covered hers. He kissed her as deeply as he buried himself inside her.

Jane’s arms and leg around him tightened. She literally couldn’t get close enough to him, couldn’t get enough of him. His cock stroked her inner walls and she squeezed him hard, forcing a grunt from him as he broke their kiss. He was breathing heavy and that aroused her even more.

“You like being in my pussy, don’t you?”