Surrounded by Death by Mandy Harbin Page A

me do
that, sexy,” she said, swatting his hands away from his jeans.
    Then her black
hair fell around her face as she dipped her head down. He groaned
when his dick met her mouth and thrust into her impulsively.
    “Oh fuck,
baby.” His hands fisted into her hair, holding it up, and he lay
back, looking to the side so he could watch his cock slide in and
out.
    She hummed and
worked her hands inside his jeans to squeeze his ass, her nails
digging into his skin. That bite of pleasure made his gums itch,
made him want to let his fangs come out. This was always the song
he danced to whenever he was with a woman. His feral side needed to
mate, ached to bond to a woman who could be his lioness, but his
humanity wouldn’t allow him to take a mated woman. It was a battle
easily won in these situations.
    But a battle
nonetheless.
    No one outside
his family knew of their true nature and that included Alex and
Simone. Eric had long ago quit giving excuses why he couldn’t meet
up for drinks or many of the other invites he’d received, but that
hadn’t meant he could be completely honest as to why. The Woods
family’s ability to shift into mountain lions was a deep, dark
family secret—one that even his father didn’t discuss to this day.
So that meant no fangs during sex, even if the feel of them being
extended heightened his pleasure. Letting them descend would never
happen, so being free to lose himself completely with a woman would
never happen. He was playing the shitty cards life had dealt him.
But no fangs during sex was a compromise because it mean he was
having sex with a woman and not his fist. Yeah, a pretty damn good
compromise.
    “So good,” he
moaned, thrusting his hips, forcing his cock deeper. His fingers
clenched in her hair, eliciting a little whimper from her. “Harder.
C’mon, baby, I’m close. Swallow me.”
    She turned her
head to the side and his dick slipped free.
    “Now why would
I let you come before me?” Her eyes danced, but the lust in them
shined through.
    He groaned as
he released her hair. “You know I’ll be up within five minutes.” He
pouted playfully as he moved his hips, waving his cock. “Pretty
please?”
    “Ugh, you are
such a baby.” She giggled and slapped his chest as she sat up.
    “Well, I am the baby in my family.” He waggled his eyebrows and she
snorted.
    “Oh my God, can
you be any more corny?”
    “I’m horny, not
corny.” He sat up suddenly and took her mouth in a searing kiss,
proving his point. When he broke away, she was panting. “Take off
your clothes, Simone, or I’ll rip them off you.”
    “But I—”
    He didn’t give
her a chance to finish her argument. He grabbed the black lace that
lied of coverage and tugged, letting the shreds of fabric fall from
his greedy fingers. His mouth found one taut nipple and he sucked
it so hard that part of her breast filled his mouth. She hissed at
what must have been pain mixed with pleasure because her shoulders
bowed as if trying to free herself of his mouth, but her hands
clutched his head, pulling him closer to her. He sucked harder and
she scrambled to climb on top of him.
    “My panties,”
she panted, and he knew what she wanted. She was straddling his
dick, but her barely-there thong was providing an unwanted barrier
to skin on skin. He reached down and yanked, and in one quick
motion, the material gave way.
    Eric grabbed
her ass, forced her to grind on his cock.
    “Fuck, yeah.
Like that,” he said as he let go of her breast and dug his face
into her neck.
    “Now!” she
begged as she moved her hips back and forth, soaking his cock with
her need.
    And he wanted
to give her just what she wanted.
    After he tasted
her.
    Eric grabbed
her waist and flipped them over, landing on top of her and making
her gasp. He pushed her knees apart and buried his face in her
honey. He’d never tire of the smell of a woman’s pussy, especially
one that was hot and aching just for him. He licked her from pucker
to clit,