Eternally Bound: Paranormal Romance Boxed Set by T.J. Michaels Page A

cherished. Then again, maybe he’d tell her that he needed her so badly he wanted to lay a hurtin’ on her pussy that would have her begging him to leave her alone. Instead he simply said, “I won’t leave you, baby, but I can’t wait another minute to feel my skin sliding against yours.”
    Justin’s gaze never left hers as he peeled his shirt off over his head, exposing the wide planes of his body to Delaine’s hungry gaze. With each movement, her eyes followed the ripple of taut muscle. He’d never been stuck on his physique before, but now he felt a strong sense of pride and prowess as he watched Delaine admire the power of his honed body. She sat on the edge of the bed and ran her palms over his large biceps, then across broad sculpted pecs, savoring the feel of the downy soft, reddish-blond hair sprinkled there. Her eyes traveled down his chest to a chiseled, ripped stomach.
    He stepped back, made short work of his pants then stood and let Delaine look her fill. He watched her tongue travel across her lush, full lips as she took him in. Her eyes traveled down past his hips and grew wide as she stared at his cock in wonder. It jutted out from his body, huge, jerking with a life of its own. He wasn’t sure he’d ever been this hard. The thick mushroom head was moist and weeping. If he wasn’t beyond ready, his cock certainly was.
    “Oh lord,” she gasped, breaking out of the sexual stupor she’d been floating in. “You’re going to kill me with that thing!” Survival instinct kicked in, propelling her body backward so she could scoot away across the bed. Her lust evaporated into uncertainty and more than a bit of fear.
    Justin chuckled, but his need didn’t diminish one whit. He grasped his wide base and stroked his length as he stalked toward the bed.
    “Don’t worry, beauty. I know what to do with it.” But first he had to get her mind off the size of his cock. He reached out, grabbed her by an ankle and pulled her forward until she sat with her legs spread on the edge of the bed. Leaning down, he licked her across the mouth and silently smiled to himself when her eyes fluttered closed and some of the tension leached from her body. His teeth captured her bottom lip and worried it a little before pulling it into his mouth like a ripe piece of juicy fruit. Her arms wrapped around him, breasts writhing flush against his chest.
    “Just lie still for me, baby. Close your eyes and let me taste you,” he whispered against her lush mouth.
    Delaine looked like she wasn’t sure of what he was talking about, but she let him rearrange her on the bed. Her lashes fluttered closed as he stroked her thighs, encouraging her to ease back on the bed to give him room to kneel on the edge. Pushing her thighs farther apart, he lifted her legs over his shoulders. Then came the hot swipe of his tongue up her swollen cunt.
    “Oh lord!” she cried and almost shot straight up off the bed, more than a little self-conscious and obviously glad she’d shaved down there this morning.
    He lifted his head long enough to ask, “Hasn’t anyone ever loved you like this, beauty?”
    She shook her head dumbly, her breathing sharp as his fingers played with the smooth skin just above her clit. His thumb dipped down and pressed up against the swollen bundle of nerves and her hips jerked forward, eyes closed on a strangled cry.
    “Lie back. Relax,” he ordered gently and then dipped his nose into her sex and inhaled. The delicious scent of her tender folds called to his blood until the need to please her as no one else ever had overrode all other desire.
    “God, Delaine, you smell so good. Like cinnamon and spice. I need to taste your sweet, pretty pussy.”
    He then licked her from the top of her slit to the bottom, smoothing his hands up and down her quivering thighs as he dove headlong. Whipped his tongue across, up, down and inside her until she writhed and cried out in a frenzy of need. He moaned against her and deliberately