Jaguar's Kiss (Lone Pine Pride)

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his verbal center melted. He groaned incoherently and she repeated the gesture with a rub of her thumb over his slit at the end. “Or like this?”
    “Where did you learn to do that?”
    She bent and sucked the head into her mouth, laving it with her tongue and releasing it with a succulent pop . “I read a lot.” Then she set her lips to him again, drawing him deep with a mind-melting wet suction.
    “ Fuck .” He would buy her books. He would buy her every goddamn book in the world.
    Her head bobbed up and down and he gathered her hair out of the way so he could watch himself sliding in and out of her mouth, the sight so fucking erotic he felt his balls drawing up tight.
    “Lila.”
    She ignored him, totally focused on her task. He was panting now, his vision starting to fade out around the edges until only she existed.
    “Lila, I’m going to—”
    “Hmmm?”
    Her humming around his shaft almost killed him. His hips jerked and his eyes rolled back. It was starting. The next stroke…
    She lifted her head. “Did you say something?”
    “ Minx. ” He growled and lunged for her, flipping her to her stomach and pressing his chest to her back. He scraped his teeth over the place where her shoulder met her neck and she shivered. Notching the head of his cock against her entrance, he let her wetness coat him until he was slick with her scent. “Say please.”
    Her claws flashed out, leaving little punctures in the sheets. “Make me.”
    He reached beneath her and found her clit, strumming it with teasing flicks until her head thrashed from side to side and she whimpered, “Santiago, please .”
    He drove into her, high and hard inside her slick channel with one luscious stroke.
    Mine .
    He stopped himself from saying it out loud by sinking his teeth into her skin, marking her as he plunged deep. He withdrew until the head of him notched at her entrance and she tipped her shoulders lower, pressing her ass up into him in wild invitation. He growled and slammed in again, shoving them both forward on the bed until she braced her hands on the headboard and he gripped her hips to keep her still as he pistoned into her, fast and slick and perfect.
    He could feel her fighting a shift and was ready to go with her if she turned, but that wasn’t the kind of release she yanked him into. Her scream was purely human as her inner muscles contracted and they both slammed into ecstasy. He groaned her name against her neck as his brain exploded and scalding heat rocketed from the base of his spine, up his shaft and into her tight sheath. Mine .

Chapter Ten
    Her jaguar lover was all cat even though he was in human form, lounging on the bed and watching her from lazily slitted brown eyes as she dressed. They hadn’t spoken since he slipped from her body. He hadn’t drawn her tenderly against his chest like last time, hadn’t protested when she rolled out from under his haphazardly draped arm. He didn’t protest now as she fastened her bra and stepped into her skirt. He just watched.
    She wanted to apologize again, to beg him to understand, but she knew if she broke the silence it would only start another fight. One she desperately wanted to avoid. So she dressed in silence and avoided looking right at him. He was beautiful, all muscle and heat. She’d never expected a man like him to want her and now that he did it was almost too much to bear.
    “I’ll wait.”
    She was crouched down, buckling her shoe when his deep voice rasped over the words. She didn’t answer. Didn’t have any words that would magically make everything different so they could be together.
    “Go back to the pride if you want. Take the time you need. All you have to do is come back to me. I’ll wait for you.”
    Her chest ached and Lila swallowed hard. This was what people meant when they said their hearts were breaking. This was what it felt like. She’d read about it. Imagined it. And yet she’d never understood exactly how much it would hurt.

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