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Under a Blood Moon (Beaux Rêve Coven 2)

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Not that she minded. She wanted the other tip crushed between his teeth. Then she might beg him to bite her clit. Goddess, she wanted him to nip and pinch every inch of her.

“You like it a little rough.”

“Maybe, not sure,” she lied. “Bite the other.”

He chuckled and moved across, pausing instead to give her a leisurely chew.

“I knew you were just a tease.” But she sank her fingers in his hair and held him there.

When he drew off her breast, he moved downward, scratching her skin, pinching her belly, her mound, then diving into her folds, thumb and forefinger plu

cking her clitoris until it grew rigid.

Only then did he move lower. The moment his mouth closed around the sensitive nubbin, she shouted.

“Don’t bite,” she gasped. “No, no.” She thrashed her head on the pillow as he sucked it hard, pulling on it until it felt so engorged she was ready to come. “Renner!”

He lifted his head, locking his gaze with hers. “You’re perfect, Miren. So beautiful. And loud.”

She gave a shattered laugh. “If I promise to never complain again about the lack of foreplay, will you end this, please?”

“How about I let you take what you want of me?” He crawled up her body, rolled to his side and then his back. He gripped his cock and held it perpendicular to his body. “This is yours, Miren. Ride it.”

She didn’t need a second invitation. Although she trembled head to foot, she climbed atop him and lowered, impaling herself on his cock. Goddess, how he filled her.

Slowly, she worked her way down, screwing around and around, taking him deeper inside until their groins were flush. Halting, she drew in a deep, shuddering breath.

“Fuck,” he said, dragging out the word while closing his eyes.

He looked as though he was savoring the moment every bit as much as she was, and suddenly, she wished this was real. That their joining would bring the cataclysm, the echo in the ether announcing their union—impossible to take back or deny. She wanted thunder and lightning and for the bed to shiver and shake. Everything brought to a culmination that would forever mark them as lovers. Mark him as her one true love.

But this was a dream. And surely, she was only yearning for the kind of connection Bryn had found with Ethan. It was a romantic thought, but how would she feel come morning? If this was real, she’d be forever trapped. Forever in his control.

“Are you going to move?” he asked, his voice tight.

“I can’t,” she whispered. “I’m shaking too hard.” And she was. Her thighs and belly trembled.

He opened his eyes and stared up at her.

Not sure what her expression revealed, she nearly cried when he reached out and brought her down until her chest rested against his.

His hands petted her, roaming her back and buttocks while he shushed her, his mouth next to her ear. “It’s okay, Miren. This isn’t real. You haven’t lost a thing. Pretend I’m human. One of your bayou boy-toys.”

“You’re confusing me with Darcy.”

“You’ve never had a lover?”

“I have, but not often.”

“How many men, love?”

“Two. But I couldn’t make promises I wouldn’t be able to keep, so I ended it before they became too attached.” He grunted and she wondered if he felt a twinge of jealousy for men he’d never met or would ever know.

“Did they give you orgasms?”

“Mmm-hmm.” She was careful not to let too much enthusiasm bleed into her voice.

“Good, then I won’t have to drown them.”



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