Illicit Mate (Abducted 4)

Jenna clutched around the hard shaft, making Casey groan.

Casey rocked his hips, filling Jenna in long, slow thrusts. Jenna clung to his shoulders… no, her shoulders she reminded herself… as she kept pumping inside her.

Casey was a woman, but she was fucking Jenna like a man. Actually, better than most men ever had.

A wave of pleasure washed through her, building to an ever-rising crescendo.

“Oh, God, you’re going to make me come.”

“Yes, please, my love,” Casey said. “Come for me.”

Casey pumped deep, their gazes locked, and Jenna catapulted over the edge. Casey’s violet eyes, intense with desire, lit with joy as Jenna moaned her release.

Casey kept filling her, driving her orgasm on and on. She spiraled inside her, then teased her clit with masculine fingertips, thrusting Jenna into yet another orgasm. As she wailed her second release, Casey groaned, then pumped deeper still.

Finally, Casey collapsed on top of her, both of them trying to catch their breath.

“Oh, my God, that was spectacular,” Jenna murmured.

Casey smiled and rolled onto her side, pulling Jenna tight to her body.

Jenna closed her eyes and realized it would be very easy to convince herself Casey was a man. The muscular chest, the very functional penis, and her deep voice would keep the illusion alive.

But Casey wasn’t a man.

And for the first time, Jenna realized it didn’t matter. Because she knew she was in love with this woman.

But she was also in love with Darrick.

CHAPTER 11

Casey held Jenna tight, loving the feel of Jenna’s soft cheek on her chest. She liked being strong for Jenna. Being the masculine presence Jenna so wanted. But she also longed to be soft and feminine with Jenna. To feel Jenna’s hands on her breasts again. Her lips. She wanted Jenna’s tongue inside her wet pussy.

Dahran, her penis had grown stiff at the thought, pushing against Jenna’s belly.

Jenna rolled away. She had been tentative when Casey had transformed, but she’d allowed Casey to make love to her, which was encouraging. But had Casey’s rising cock ruined things now?

“May I ask you a question?” Jenna asked.

Casey’s chest tightened. “Yes, of course.”

“Did you come?”

Casey drew in a breath. She hadn’t expected that.

“Yes. Being with you will always take me there. Are you asking because my cock is swollen? The thing just has a mind of its own. I’m beginning to understand why men have such trouble controlling them.”

Jenna laughed, then she ran her hand along Casey’s chest and down her stomach. Casey’s eyes widened when Jenna’s fingers curled around her cock and squeezed.

Jenna slowly stroked up and down with a sensual rhythm that sucked the breath from Casey’s lungs. Her groin tightened and a burning need flared inside her.

“Have you done this often?” Jenna asked.

“I’m… not sure… what you mean.” Casey could barely get the words out at the intense sensations rushing through her in

response to Jenna’s erotic attention.

Jenna grinned. “Yeah, I am keeping you a little preoccupied. I mean have you taken on male attributes many times?”