City Wolves: Paranormal Shapeshifter Werewolf Romance Bundle (Master of the City / Mistress of the City) by Mina Carter Page B
Authors: Mina Carter
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need coiled tight in her core, making her clit ache and her pussy clench. She needed to be fucked, but failing that, she needed to come.
Closing her eyes, she slipped her hand between her legs under the water. Practiced fingers found the tiny hidden bud of her clit and she rubbed and pressed. There was no slip under the water so she changed her touch, moving the flesh around her clit to get the stimulation she needed.
Heat built up in her pussy, extending long fingers out through her limbs, and whispering over her skin. She moaned and drew her knees up and further apart. If she kept her eyes closed, she could almost imagine it was Veyr touching her. She slipped into memory, reliving his big, calloused hands on her and the way his tongue felt as it curled around her clit.
Her breathing quickened, the lap of the water against her body and the side of the bath increasing with the speed of her hand moving under the water. With a groan, she slipped two fingers deep inside her pussy to seek and press against her g-spot. Her legs quivered, a delicious shiver raking her from her head to her toes, which curled under the bubbles.
The tension built up, the heat in her veins rising. She was almost there. Almost...
“Well, this is an excellent sight to come back to.”
A deep, male voice shot her out of her fantasies like a bullet from a gun. She jumped, snatching her hands away from her body and sat upright. Heat of the non-sensual kind burned her cheeks as she looked up.
Veyr stood at the side of the sunken bath, naked to the waist and his feet bare. His eyes blazed as he looked down at her. Heat and desire burned in the amber depths as his gaze raked her figure. She caught her breath and sank under the water.
“Oh no, you don’t get to hide. Not after a tease like that,” he growled, stripping off his pants and underwear in one quick movement. Freed, his cock bobbed against his toned stomach in a rampant display of his masculinity.
She squeaked as he waded into the tub, the sudden movement sloshing water everywhere. “Veyr, you’ll get everything wet.”
He grinned, wickedness twinkling in his eyes. “That’s the idea.”
He was on her before she could move away, she squeaked as he pulled her into his arms. Sweat and the scent of his wolf clung to his skin, but she didn’t care. As soon as his lips crashed down over hers, she was lost. His kiss was hard and dominant, the alpha wolf claiming what was his and proving it once again. His tongue parted her lips and drove within, seeking hers. She moaned, not resisting as he lifted her to a standing position, the water sleeting from her skin. His hands moved in the opposite direction to the water, skating over her skin to cup her full breasts.
“I love your tits,” he broke the kiss to whisper against her lips. Rough-skinned fingers tweaked her nipples and she gasped as the sharp shard of pleasure-pain arrowed straight down to her clit.
“But not as much as I love your pussy,” he murmured, the words between feather-soft kisses on her lips. “I missed it this morning… and you know what?”
“What?” She pulled away to look at him, knowing she looked dazed. He always did this to her. Turned her on so much she couldn’t think straight.
He grinned, a flash of white teeth in the tanned skin of his face. “I missed breakfast, so I’m hungry. And there’s only one thing I can think of that I want to eat.”
Then his arms were around her and she was lifted clear of the water. Gasping in surprise, she clung to his shoulders for all of the second he took to reach the edge of the huge tub and lay her down.
The tile was cold, a shiver running through her, but the heat in his gaze as he looked at her spread out was enough to warm her through. When he looked at her like that, she felt irresistible. The most desirable woman in the world rather than the prettily-plump sister of an alpha, one who couldn’t shift to boot.
None of that mattered now. All that mattered
Closing her eyes, she slipped her hand between her legs under the water. Practiced fingers found the tiny hidden bud of her clit and she rubbed and pressed. There was no slip under the water so she changed her touch, moving the flesh around her clit to get the stimulation she needed.
Heat built up in her pussy, extending long fingers out through her limbs, and whispering over her skin. She moaned and drew her knees up and further apart. If she kept her eyes closed, she could almost imagine it was Veyr touching her. She slipped into memory, reliving his big, calloused hands on her and the way his tongue felt as it curled around her clit.
Her breathing quickened, the lap of the water against her body and the side of the bath increasing with the speed of her hand moving under the water. With a groan, she slipped two fingers deep inside her pussy to seek and press against her g-spot. Her legs quivered, a delicious shiver raking her from her head to her toes, which curled under the bubbles.
The tension built up, the heat in her veins rising. She was almost there. Almost...
“Well, this is an excellent sight to come back to.”
A deep, male voice shot her out of her fantasies like a bullet from a gun. She jumped, snatching her hands away from her body and sat upright. Heat of the non-sensual kind burned her cheeks as she looked up.
Veyr stood at the side of the sunken bath, naked to the waist and his feet bare. His eyes blazed as he looked down at her. Heat and desire burned in the amber depths as his gaze raked her figure. She caught her breath and sank under the water.
“Oh no, you don’t get to hide. Not after a tease like that,” he growled, stripping off his pants and underwear in one quick movement. Freed, his cock bobbed against his toned stomach in a rampant display of his masculinity.
She squeaked as he waded into the tub, the sudden movement sloshing water everywhere. “Veyr, you’ll get everything wet.”
He grinned, wickedness twinkling in his eyes. “That’s the idea.”
He was on her before she could move away, she squeaked as he pulled her into his arms. Sweat and the scent of his wolf clung to his skin, but she didn’t care. As soon as his lips crashed down over hers, she was lost. His kiss was hard and dominant, the alpha wolf claiming what was his and proving it once again. His tongue parted her lips and drove within, seeking hers. She moaned, not resisting as he lifted her to a standing position, the water sleeting from her skin. His hands moved in the opposite direction to the water, skating over her skin to cup her full breasts.
“I love your tits,” he broke the kiss to whisper against her lips. Rough-skinned fingers tweaked her nipples and she gasped as the sharp shard of pleasure-pain arrowed straight down to her clit.
“But not as much as I love your pussy,” he murmured, the words between feather-soft kisses on her lips. “I missed it this morning… and you know what?”
“What?” She pulled away to look at him, knowing she looked dazed. He always did this to her. Turned her on so much she couldn’t think straight.
He grinned, a flash of white teeth in the tanned skin of his face. “I missed breakfast, so I’m hungry. And there’s only one thing I can think of that I want to eat.”
Then his arms were around her and she was lifted clear of the water. Gasping in surprise, she clung to his shoulders for all of the second he took to reach the edge of the huge tub and lay her down.
The tile was cold, a shiver running through her, but the heat in his gaze as he looked at her spread out was enough to warm her through. When he looked at her like that, she felt irresistible. The most desirable woman in the world rather than the prettily-plump sister of an alpha, one who couldn’t shift to boot.
None of that mattered now. All that mattered
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