Thirsty (Black Wolf Pack 1)

I spread my legs wider, felt the hard length of his cock nestled between my pussy lips, and I gasped, wanting to feel every inch of him, every hot, scorching inch as he pushed into my body and filled me up.

“I feel like the predator about to devour his prey.”

I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and arched up again, unable to stop touching him. He growled against the side of my neck, the vibrations sending delicious shockwaves to my clit. I felt the way his tendons and muscles flexed above me, and a fresh gush of arousal spilled from my pussy.

Tucker pulled back, his head lowered, his glowing eyes trained on my obscenely spread thighs. He slid his hands down my body until his massive palms were splayed on my inner legs, his thumbs close, drawing slow circles on my flesh and inching closer to my pussy. His nostrils flared, his groan surrounding me, and I watched his lips part, his canines lengthening right before my eyes. I wanted him to run those deliciously deadly fangs over my flesh, those sharp points lightly scraping along my body, so sharp they could have broken skin.

But he’d be so gentle.

He’d be so careful with me.

“My mate.” His voice was more animal than man, and when he slowly lifted his head, running his gaze over my belly, my chest, lingering on my throat, on the spot where my neck and shoulder met, I knew he was thinking about biting me… marking me.

He tore his focus from that spot and looked into my eyes, his pupils dilated in pleasure, his eyes glowing brightly from his wolf. “You’ll never know the full compass of how much I want you, of what I’d do for you.” And then I was off the couch and in his arms a second later. He strode down the hall to my room, and before I could even take an inhalation, my back met the mattress, the cold sheets momentarily cooling my very overheated body.

He was back over me, his big body covering mine, and I licked my lips and smoothed my hands along his thickly corded and veined forearms. “You probably want me as much as I want you,” I whispered truthfully, responding to what he said before he surprised me and went all primal on me.

He slowly shook his head. “Never. You can never know how much I’ll always desire you, or the lengths I’d go to keep you.”

I moved my hands back down and covered his with mine, which were still framing my pussy, his palms hot and firm on my inner thighs. “Claim your mate, Tucker.”

This savage sound left him as he leaned back an inch, took hold of his thick and long cock, and brought it to the entrance of my pussy. The breath stilled in my lungs, and his sawed in and out of him as he stared at where his cockhead was poised.

“Mine,” he snarled as he pushed into me and forever changed the life I’d always known.

11

Tucker

I tipped my head back and roared at the feel of my mate’s wet, hot flesh sucking at my length, so tight and perfect, scorching and squeezing me like a vise. I gritted my teeth as I forced myself to go slow while I fed her cunt more of my dick. Christ, she felt better than my fantasies. I could have never known it would be like this.

I looked into my mate’s face, falling in love with her over and over again in that moment. She looked like a female who was lost in all the sensations bombarding her, like she was unable to fully comprehend how perfect being together was.

I understand completely.

She stared up at me with glossy eyes and an expression that told me she was close to coming. Her ruby-red lips parted, her hair tousled along the pillow, and her handful-sized breasts shook slightly from me sliding into her.

Mia was my woman. My female. And I was claiming her in the age-old shifter way that would forever tie us together. Irrevocably.

The wolf in me roared out in triumph as that thought moved through me, my inner animal howling in pleasure and completion. I was finally having my female, and I’d give her my mark, one where every male would see that she was mine and mine alone, a wound that would heal, but our kind would always notice it and be wary to even look in her direction or fear of repercussions from me.

“Take all of me.” My voice was low, deep, a distorted growl.

I continued to shove my thick shaft into her virgin pussy until the feel of my balls brushing against the curve of her ass had me stilling and expelling a long, pent-up breath. Her inner muscles squeezed me, and I gritted my teeth, feeling my cum rise up from my balls, threatening to spill from the tip of my cock. I wanted that, but not yet, not until she came for me once more.