City Wolves: Paranormal Shapeshifter Werewolf Romance Bundle (Master of the City / Mistress of the City)

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Book: City Wolves: Paranormal Shapeshifter Werewolf Romance Bundle (Master of the City / Mistress of the City) Read Online Free PDF
Author: Mina Carter
erotic dance with him.
    Darrick wasn’t idle. His lips whispered over the side of her neck and his hand grew bolder. With a deft move, he popped the buttons on her jeans one by one. She’d lost weight, so the denim was a little large and slid from her hips as soon as the tension holding them up was released. He rumbled his approval close to her ear while his teeth scraped her skin, making her moan.
    Darrick’s large hand followed her jeans, found the lacy edge of her panties and stopped to trace along it. Her pussy ached, tendrils of need spiraling out through her limbs. Her clit pulsed, just begging for his touch. She rocked her hips against his hand, trying to get him to where she needed him.
    He nipped her neck again in response, and she almost went into meltdown there and then. She needed this, needed them. Needed more. Her back arched and her head dropped back on Darrick’s shoulder. He held her with ease, his strength thrilling her. His fingertips slid under the satin of her panties at the same time Verne shoved her t-shirt up over her bust.
    “Fucking hell… Those are pretty,” he groaned, his hands on her tits.
    She whimpered at the dual assault. It took Verne less than a second to slide his fingers in the cups of her bra and tuck them away under the curve of her breasts. Her nipples popped free from their confinement. Already hardening in the cool night air, they ached for Verne’s touch. She arched her back a little more, but he needed no encouragement.
    A low groan rumbled through his chest and he bent his head. His tongue flicked over the beaded nub at the same time Darrick slipped his hand between her legs and stroked a finger between her wet folds.
    “Ahhhh…” she moaned, trying to arch and rock at the same time to get more of the delicious sensations the two men afforded her. Her body was a battleground of delights and it was a battle she was both winning and losing. Winning because each flick of Verne’s tongue over her nipples, and each stroke of Darrick’s fingers along her pussy lips, sent the tension in her core higher. Losing because with each moment she came closer to unravelling.
    “So hot and wet,” Darrick panted by her ear, his cock pressed against her back. She twisted her wrist to break his grip and slipped her hand between them to cup his hard length. He groaned, his fingers sliding upward to rub over her clit. She hissed between her teeth, rubbing herself against him. She rode his hand as sparks of pleasure fizzled in her veins. The rough skin against her sensitive flesh… She shivered. Amazing.
    “That’s it. Ride it…” he moved, dipping his knees to shove two fingers deep into her soaked pussy. This time they both groaned, the sound loud in the darkness.
    “Fuck, you’re tight.” He pulled his fingers back, then pushed in again, finger fucking her as Verne feasted on her breasts. He pushed the twin mounds together and flicked his tongue between her nipples, before turning to one and nipping lightly. With each small pain she gasped more, liquid heat bathing Darrick’s fingers.
    “She’s so ready for this, Verne. Move down…” Darrick nuzzled under her ear. This time she didn’t even try to stay upright, sagging in his arms and letting him take her weight. Verne kissed each of her nipples as though in a brief goodbye, then slid to his knees. His stubble brushed against her belly when he trailed a line of soft kisses, making her shiver.
    Darrick pulled his fingers out of her pussy and she whimpered in distress. She needed him back there, needed him, or Verne, to fill her more than she needed air to breathe or the ground to stand on.
    “Shhh,” Verne muttered against her stomach and placed a kiss on her skin before hooking fingers in her panties. She shucked a breath in as they divested her of jeans and panties, then sneakers and socks in one go, leaving her naked from the waist.
    “You smell delicious.” Verne’s words were hot puffs of air against her pussy as
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