Megans Mark (Breeds 6)

She arched against him, accepting the riotous demand as the spicy taste filled her senses. Their moans echoed around her, his animalistic, hers beseeching. Pleasure raked through her as he held himself above her, his hands framing her swollen breasts as his fingers began to pluck and plump them. She had never considered her breasts a particularly erotic

area, until Braden touched them. Until his hoarse growl filled her mouth a second before he broke the kiss, his lips moving purposely across her jaw and down her neck. He licked at her, nipped at her skin and raked his teeth over the sensitive area before moving inexorably toward the thrusting, hard-tipped mounds.

When he reached them he paused, his eyelids lifting languorously as he glanced up at her, his full, strong lips swollen from their kiss.

"Mine. " The harsh, gravelly pitch of his voice had her trembling in anticipation as his warm breath wafted over her straining nipples.

Resistance was futile, she thought with a spurt of amusement. He was claiming her; she could feel it in every cell of her oversensitive brain.

"Am I? she challenged him then, smiling up at him with deliberate mystery as she arched into his grip.

"Prove it. "

She loved challenging him, loved making his eyes darken, his cheekbones flush with lust.

His fingers tightened on her nipples, sending an electric surge of pleasure tearing through her womb. She gasped, her head falling back weakly, nearly begging at that point for him to fuck her.

"You are," he promised her, more than satisfied with her response if the

tone of his voice was anything to go by.

"Says who?" She was dying for him to prove it. Aching for it.

He chuckled at the deliberate challenge, his thumbs raking sensually over her nipples with a rasping pleasure that had her gritting her teeth to keep from begging him to consume her.

"Oh, I will prove it, baby. " His voice was low, intent. "In ways you could never imagine. "

She tensed at the husky murmur, anticipation and trepidation sliding through her at the misty images that filled her mind. Him behind her, covering her, taking her…

"I don't think so_" Her gasping laughter surprised her as her eyes opened, meeting his gaze with amused defiance.

She shouldn't be amused. He was deliberately allowing her to sense his emotions, as well as the desires filling him. And there were many, many desires. They had her blushing from her toes to her hairline, a fiery heat filling her at the thought of them.

"Never say never, baby," he warned, his eyes sparkling with his own amusement as his head lowered, his tongue licking over the top of her

breast. "There are so many different ways I could claim you. You have no idea. "

Oh yes, she did. The pervert! Those ideas of his were whipping through her head now, thoughts, pleasures she could have never imagined. And they were stealing her will, stealing any resistance she might have thought to make. Well. for the most part.

Any thoughts of resisting, surrendering or chastising him for deliberately playing with her mind were washed away beneath the moist, rough warmth of his tongue as it curled over her nipple. The sensitive tip screamed out in pleasure, causing her to jerk at the sensations as a strangled moan left her lips.

She twisted beneath him as he covered the taut point, suckling it into his mouth, rasping against it with his tongue as liquid fire shot through her pussy. Oh hell, she liked that. She liked that so damned much. It was incredible. Hot and tempestuous, and so exciting she almost screamed with the pleasure. Except he stole her breath. Stole her breath, then stole any thoughts she could have made as he moved to the next mound, repeating the action.

He stroked, nibbled, licked and rubbed. His tongue just a bit rasping, just enough to titillate and make her crazy for more. And the way it stroked over her nipple as he sucked at it firmly was definitely making her crazy.

Her hands tangled in his long hair, holding him to her as his fingers plucked and tormented the peak his mouth wasn't covering. Sharp sensation surged from her nipples to her pussy and stole her breath with the sharp spasms that surged through her womb.

He wasn't content to linger there, no matter how desperately she pulled at his hair as he began to move lower.

"Stop teasing me_" She was panting. Panting was so juvenile. But there she was, panting for breath as he licked his way down her stomach, nipping and kissing and generally driving her crazy.

"Hmm, teasing is good,'' he reminded her as his hands moved to spread her thighs. Wide.

She shuddered as his teeth raked at the inside of her thigh, her muscles clenching, fighting to close against his head despite the broad hands wrapped around her knees, holding her open.

"You smell so sweet. '' He placed a nipping little kiss in the crease between her thigh and her desperately aching cunt. The pressure pounding in her clit had her trying to arch closer, to force his mouth where she needed it. And oh, did she need it.

"Braden, I didn't tease you like this. " Oh hell, that wasn't a whimper. It