BEARing it All (Wylde Brothers 3)

“Yeah, it really fucking does, baby.” He continued to stroke her slowly. “You’re so fucking wet for me, Kenzie.” He pushed a thick finger into her pussy and started pulling it back out and in again slowly. “It’s all for me, baby. Tell me you’re this wet for me, that I’m the one that made this pussy juicy,” he murmured against her chest at the same time he pressed his thumb to her clit and started working the bundle of nerves back and forth.

“Bram…” His name fell from her lips like a plea. She wanted him desperately. She was like a fiend, this need unlike she’d ever felt.

Kenzie let go of his hair and moved her hands between their bodies. If he wasn’t going to get rid of the offending material, then she would take things into her own hands. Bram let out a hoarse growl, grabbed her ass like he thought she meant to run from him, and hauled her up his body. Kenzie instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist and pressed herself on his dick.

Hissing out a curse, Bram took her mouth in a hungry kiss for long, drugging seconds. Breaking away long enough that he could stride out of the bathroom and down the hall, all Kenzie could do was hang on, close her eyes, and inhale everything that was him.

He shouldered a door open, and when they were inside, she knew instantly it was his room. It smelled like him: wild, citrusy, and untamed. The sun streamed through the slightly parted blinds and gave her an unobstructed view of his massive bed.

Aside from end tables on each side of the bed, a large flat-screen television hanging on the wall across from that, and a leather recliner that sat beside the window, it was bare. His lips found her pulse right below her ear again and sucked on her skin lightly.

“Shit, baby, tell me to go slow. I need you to say the words.”

Taking hold of chunks of his hair in her hands, she brought his mouth to hers and kissed him. For the first time in her life she was being kissed.

Their tongues pressed to one another, and when he retreated, she followed into his mouth. It was strange taking control, and in all honesty, she wasn’t sure if she liked it, but Bram was dominating in the best of ways seconds later, and she sighed against his mouth. It was perfect and like nothing she had ever experienced.

“I’m not going to say that.”

A gasp left her when she felt his canines lengthen against her collarbone. He dragged them across the slightly protruding bones, back and forth, over and over again as if he couldn’t get enough of them.

“I don’t want slow. I don’t want easy. I want you to take me like you would your mate.” Before she could even take a breath, her back met the mattress, and Bram was tearing her jeans and panties off. Fabric rending pierced her lust-fogged mind, but everything else faded in the distance when he placed his hands on her knees. He pried her legs apart and slowly trailed his palms down her inner thighs. Closer and closer, he came to the area of her body that ached the most for him.

“Look at me, Kenzie.”

Forcing herself up on her elbows so she could see what Bram was doing between her legs was harder than she thought. Her limbs felt like pudding, and a jittery sensation coursed through her veins. Bram lifted just his eyes to her, and she held her breath.

“I want you to watch your mate eat your pussy and love every fucking minute of it.” A high settled into her, and her lips parted as he slowly lowered his head to her pussy, never once taking his eyes off her.

This was going to be an experience that would forever change her, but she knew it was for the best.24Fuck. Her pussy smelled like ambrosia and was the hottest fucking thing he had ever seen. When his mouth was only an inch from the soft, supple lips of her pussy, he broke eye contact with her and looked down at her cunt. “Christ, Kenzie.” She was pink and glistening from her arousal for him. How in the hell did a bastard like him get so damn lucky? He was still in amazement.

Her clit was swollen and red and just begging for him. Latching his mouth over the engorged bud, Bram sucked on her like a starving man. She tasted so good, so fresh that he grew thirsty for more.

“I’m so very hungry for you, baby.” He licked her so many times he couldn’t feel his tongue, but he didn’t stop, couldn’t. She made these needy little sounds, ones that drove him absolutely fucking crazy with lust. Moving his hands down her thighs, he stopped when he framed her pretty pussy.