City Wolves: Paranormal Shapeshifter Werewolf Romance Bundle (Master of the City / Mistress of the City) by Mina Carter

his thumb down over her clit. Her back arched, a cry escaping her lips as the tightness in her body ratcheted up another couple of notches. She was so close to the edge she should have gone over it by now. Would have if she’d been on her own, in her bedroom with her vibrator between her legs. She always picked them big, liked the thickest she could find… the ones that felt like they were tearing her in two the first time she used them, but then, slick with her juices, were never enough.
    Jace was enough. He rubbed her clit in hard, fast strokes, his cock slamming into her with such power it took her breath away.
    “Admit it, princess,” he demanded, reaching up to pinch her nipple. “You like being fucked, and fucked hard.”
    She nodded, but the words wouldn’t come. She could barely think, let alone form a sentence. What did he want from her?
    He was panting hard, now, his thrusts becoming un-coordinated, like a thread that had begun to unravel. He was close. Just as close as she was.
    “Admit it, sweetheart, and I’ll fuck you all night long. I’ll take you in ways you’ve only ever dreamt of… give you pleasure like you’ve never known. I’ll make you take my cock every way you have. Hard, fast, and dirty… would you like that? Huh?”
    “Oh god, yeah. Please,” she whimpered as he flicked over her clit again. With a cry, she tumbled over the edge, and into the maelstrom of pleasure below. It didn’t just wash over her, it washed through her until all she knew was the tumultuous chaos of ecstasy.
    Above her, Jace roared his release, slamming into her a last time before stiffening. His cock pulsed deep within, coating her inner walls with his hot seed. She moaned, loving the feel of it. She was hot, and slick and wet, filled with cum… the opposite of the good-girl pack princess everybody had always seen her as.
    Jace dropped down, rolling to the side and releasing her wrists to gather her into his arms. His lips brushed her temple.
    “You, princess, will kill a man with sex like that.”
    She opened her eyes to look up at him, and smiled. “Oh, I don’t know. I heard you were a man that wasn’t afraid of death.”
    His grin was a white flash of teeth in the darkness. “Princess, I’ve never been afraid of death… so do your worst.”
    Reaching up, she pulled him down for another long, hard kiss before she broke away. “My worst, huh? Sounds like a challenge.”
    And she was always a woman up for a challenge, something she intended to prove before the sun rose.

    The End

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Mated to the Master

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    “ W hoa …look at the old boy, he’s getting old and slow. Just you watch, he’ll be getting fat next.”
    Veyr rolled his eyes and ducked as his sparring partner aimed a vicious roundhouse at his head. Had the blow connected, and had he been human, it would have knocked him unconscious. It didn’t, and he wasn’t. An alpha werewolf, he was about as far from human as it was possible to get, without being like, a dragon or something.
    Dropping to the ground, he swung a hard leg at his opponent’s ankles. The blow didn’t connect, but he hadn’t expected it to. What he expected was a second body hurtling through the air and he twisted to the side as an elbow slammed into the mats where his face had been just a moment before.
    A back flip later and he was on his feet, fists up as he regarded the two men in front of him. One was Jace Trenton, his Captain, and the second was Reese, the cage fighter who’d replaced him as champion in the fight clubs: The King of the Ring.
    “Fat? Really?” He arched an eyebrow. “I think you’ve forgotten who you’re talking to.”
    Before he finished speaking, he launched into a complicated punch-kick combo that had him spinning and