"Fuck Megan. " His hands dug into her scalp as he tried to hold her still, fought the climax that surged through his body. Electric trails of sensation raced up his spine, tightened his scrotum. His sanity and control receded beneath her suckling mouth.

He felt the barb press outward, extending as her tongue began to flicker desperately over it. Her mouth drew tighter around him as rapture erupted through his body. His seed filled her mouth, explosive jets of semen shooting inside the moist depths as her tongue fought to lick at the hard extension, extending his climax, sending bolt after bolt of sensation racing through his cock.

Megan was lost in the primitive taste and response filling her. Braden did nothing to hide either his mental or physical pleasure. Both filled her, empowered her, and stripped away any caution, any reserve she could have mustered from him.

She drew back from the still-hard, pulsing erection, staring in dazed fascination at the thumbtip-sized extension pulsing beneath the head of his cock. Its position would allow it to be anchored in the most sensitive portion of a woman's vagina. High, behind the hard clutch of muscles that would have gripped him had he been buried in her pussy.

As she watched it slowly receded, sinking back into the flesh as though it had never been there.

"It's amazing. " She smoothed her fingers over the area, a smile tugging at her lips as his hips jerked in response and his hands pulled at her hair.

"It's damned strange. " He growled, pulling her up, forcing her to straighten against him as he stared down at her with his dark gold eyes, his long honey-and earth-streaked hair falling around his face. "But right now, it's the least of my concerns. "

The primal throb of power and lust in his voice sent chills racing through her body, followed by a wave of heat that nearly buckled her knees. His eyes glittered with his lust, the planes of his face savage, intent on possession.

"What does concern you then?’ She meant to sound teasing, flirtatious. The words came out as a plea instead.

The smile that shaped his lips stole her breath. Arrogant, assured, a confident male animal.

"This concerns me. " His hand moved from her hair to her thighs, his palm sliding between them as he cupped the saturated curves of her sex, grinding against her clit and sending fire racing through her nerve endings.

She arched in his hold, aware of his arm tightening around her back as her knees weakened with the extreme pleasure. She ground herself against him, a gasping cry escaping her throat as liquid fire seemed to

consume her.

"I can't" She lost the strength to finish the cry as she felt him tear at the material of her shorts, dragging the soft cotton out of the way as she trembled against him.

"Control it?’ His rumbled growl was filled with satisfaction. "Hell no. You can't, Megan, and I wouldn't stand for it if you could. I want you out of control, baby. Burning with me. Feel. Feel how good it is. "

She jerked against him, her legs straightening until she stood on her tiptoes, her eyes widening, dazing as his finger pressed against the tender opening before sinking inside her.

She felt the slide of moisture rushing from her, easing his way as he filled the sensitive depths of her pussy. His finger moved wickedly, stroking her, rasping against the delicate nerve endings as she shuddered in pleasure.

Oh God, it was so good. Too good. She could feel him inside her, the calloused pad of his finger creating a friction intended to drive her crazy.

"You're pussy is hot, Megan. " He growled in her ear as his teeth scraped the lobe. "Hot and sweet, like the finest cream. As tight as a fist. Taking you is more pleasure than I ever imagined existed. "

There was no subterfuge, no lies. She could feel his pleasure whipping around her, sinking into her, mixing with her own to create an intoxicating sense of rapture. Her hands roved over his shoulders, the feel of the tiny silken hairs covering his flesh prickling her palms. She wanted to feel him fully against her, feel that satiny pelt rubbing over her, stroking her flesh with a lazy eroticism that stole her mind.

She mewled in rising hunger as his finger moved inside her, thrusting with diabolically slow strokes as she teetered on the edge of orgasm.

"Are you going to tease me all morning?’ She finally gasped as she felt him change the angle of his hand, felt another finger joining the first. A ragged, tormented moan was her only recourse as he stretched her further, filling her, stealing her breath.

"I want to lay you down and lick at all that sweet cream pouring out of you," he drawled in her ear, his voice a seductive growl of primal hunger.

"I want to fill you with my tongue, Megan, and consume every sweet drop of cream I can force from your body. "

She shuddered, moving against his hand, helpless in the grip of the overpowering need to have him do just that. To feel him licking her, eating her inch by inch.

"Now. " She groaned helplessly. "God, do something before I die. "

The words had no more than left her lips when his fingers slid from her pussy, giving one last caress to the spasming flesh before he bent and pulled her quickly into his arms. Her hands gripped his shoulders, her head falling against his chest as her lips moved to the hard muscle, opening over it then sinking against the tough male flesh helplessly. She wanted to mark him. To taste him. To fill him with the same pleasure he sent racing through her body.

If the tight, hoarse snarl was any indication, she had succeeded.

Within minutes she was naked, lying in her bed and watching as he jerked his pants from his powerful thighs.

Before she could do more than marvel at the powerful male creature intent on possessing her, he was moving over her, his lips catching hers as his chest raked erotically over her already tingling nipples. Wildfire filled her as his tongue pushed between her lips, sweeping into her mouth as he nudged against her tongue, demanding she take him as she had the hard erection earlier.

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