A Wolf's Claim (A BBW Paranormal Christmas Romance): The Holiday Ball Read Online Free PDF Page B

shattering or explosive. A hard slap on her butt cheek had her crying out. “What!”
    When she reached back to rub the sore spot, he bent her arm into the curve of her back. The move forced her head down and her ass higher. “Never think of another man.”
    He rained smacks against her ass, alternating cheeks. She writhed against the covers of the bed, jumping slightly with each stroke. But oh, my word, the feeling was delicious. The pleasure far outweighed the sting of pain.
    “Now, where was I.” He caressed the heated surface of her ass before dipping once again into her wet hole, taking her with his fingers. He wet his thumb with her juices, and stroked her puckered star as he would a clit. He applied pressure against the closed rosette. Amber shuddered as he slid past the tight ring of muscle, the silken little hole gripping his thumb as he moved it in and out. She arched against the new sensation, feeling tightly stretched, invaded, and hot. When he abandoned her pussy and added another finger to her ass, she realized he was stretching her, preparing her for his penetration. It really didn’t matter, whatever he was doing felt more than fine. “Don’t worry, I’ll take this before morning, little mate,” he promise before he claimed her pussy.
    He mounted her and drove inside her with one thrust. Shifting his hips, he rammed his cock deep and high, seeming to pierce the very mouth of her womb with his length. He’d removed his fingers from her back channel to hold her cheeks open, watching his cock move in and out. “You are so tight.” The hot, silky cream of her sex coated his aching cock. The slick swollen tissues of her pussy caressed him as he fucked her. Sweat coated his body as the cum built inside his balls.
    The hard knot of tension gathered at the bottom of his spine. He was past ready to shoot his load. Burying his face against the side of her neck, he gritted his teeth and held on to his control. Not yet…not yet. He swore he felt Amber’s womb contract around the tip of his cock as she started to come.
    Now, his wolf told him. Now . He hunched over her back, pounding inside her body faster and faster. He turned her head to the side and kissed the exposed arch of her neck. “Do you accept me as your mate?” he asked, his breathing harsh and fast.
    “Yes.” The silken walls of her pussy tightened around him until he thought he’d go mad with the feel of her heat. His fangs descended and he opened his mouth wide, biting deeply into her alabaster flesh. He marked her long and hard, tasting the sweetness of her blood, never wanting her or anyone else to doubt that this woman belonged to him. And him alone.
    She made a low, rough keening sound as he pushed her legs wide and sank even deeper inside, taking her with rough frantic strokes. The animal was in complete control now. Her scent rose and filled his head, thrusting his wolf into a frenzy. He would find more than one mark on her body in the morning. Bruises from his fingertips as they dug into her hips. The red, swollen flesh of her pussy as he fucked her raw. With a triumphant, savage grin, he rode her until they both tumbled into bliss. Amber screamed his name and he pulled away from her throat, throwing back his head and howling into the night. He slammed inside her one last time and his cock jerked as he flooded her with the hot wash of his seed.
    “Little witch you will be the death of me,” he moaned against the bruised flesh of her throat. He soothed his tongue over the wound, helping it to heal. Still joined with her, he rolled onto his side, taking her with him and cuddling her body to his chest. He smoothed a hand over her skin from her shoulder to her thigh. A fine coat of sweat covered her soft flesh. He would never get enough of his shapely mate. He caught her hand as it caressed the forearm trapped beneath her, tangling their fingers together. He felt his wolf butt against the inside of his chest, wanting the touch of its