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

her hair, forcing her attention back to his chest. And what a chest.
    “Do you want me to kiss you here?” She placed a soft kiss in the hollow of his throat. “Or how about here?” She leaned forward again and pressed her lips chastely right above his heart. Next, she left a trail of light kisses across the warm flesh of his chest until she reached his nipples. There she placed another chaste kiss on the brown nub.
    She lifted her head, meeting the fire in his eyes. “Is that what you wanted?”
    His eyes started to glow as they had when she was eating the strawberries and she knew she was seeing his animal break through again. His eyes were hooded with want. Need. They’d turned a dark, dark brown and she knew she was staring into the face of a hungry, hungry wolf.
    “Open your mouth.”
    She slowly parted her lips, opening her mouth and running her tongue over the edges of her teeth.
    “Now, kiss me.”
    There was a slightly desperate edge to his voice that made her instantly want to bring him pleasure. She leaned forward, her mouth still open. She blew softly as she neared the dark button of skin surrounding his erect nipple. His deep growl caused her pussy to clench. She closed her mouth and sucked. He arched into her touch, while pressing her mouth closer with the hand on the nape of her neck.
    She flicked out her tongue, figuring if it felt good to her, it would feel good to him. She tugged at the hold he had on her head, indicating she wanted to taste the other nipple. He allowed it, but his fingers still stayed tight against the back of her head.
    She provided the other nipple with the same pleasure before she sucked the slightly swollen numb into her mouth and bit down. Hard. He pulled her away, letting go of her.
    “Little hellcat.”
    He took her hand and forced it down his abdomen until her fingertips touched the top of his pants. She knew what he wanted and her arm tensed. He powered through her resistance and continued to move her hand until she touched the bulge of his cock. He growled and pushed into her touch. She wasn’t a virgin, but she might as well have been. The one and only time she’d had sex was a fast, hurried affair where the man had barely got his pants off. He certainly hadn’t gotten her off.
    This felt nothing like that time. It felt right. She tightened her grip, moving the palm of her hand up and down, stroking him through his clothing. Dampness pooled between her legs and her nipples, already hard, tightened into nubs of need.
    “Enough.” His voice came out rough as gravel as he moved her hand away.
    His hands swept up cupping her breasts, squeezing them hard before his fingers plucked at the nipples, almost twisting them. When she shied away from the borderline pain, he jerked her shirt down around her elbows, trapping her arms against her body. He replaced his fingers with his mouth. He sucked and licked her nipples. His mouth was hard and wet, his tongue cool and coarse. Then he bit her. His canines had elongated and the sharp tips rasped over the crinkled skin of her areola. His teeth left a sting of pain on one breast before moving on to the other. She couldn’t help the small scream that escaped. It felt so good.
    As he nipped and sucked, she couldn’t help but think of those teeth on her throat. Again, he seemed to sense what she was feeling. He hooked his leg around one of hers, forcing her pelvis into his.
    “You’re thinking of my teeth sinking into your flesh, aren’t you, baby? And you’re scared. I understand.” He kissed the hollow beneath her ear. “But I smell that sweet cream pouring from your pussy, Daphne. You liked my bite on your breast, didn’t you? Just think how it will feel on your clit. I’ll lick your pussy until you beg me to stop. Then I’ll suck on your clit until it’s red and swollen. I’ll bite it then, sending you over the edge.”
    He captured her mouth, giving her a long, deep kiss until she was no longer able to breathe. He let