feelings were overwhelming and unstoppable. If he didn’t touch her pussy soon, fuck her soon, she would certainly go mad.
“Please, Luke.” She wrapped her hands around his neck. “I can’t bear much more.”
“My pleasure, Megan. My pleasure.” His hand sunk under the surface of the water and touched her pussy.
Her back arched, and she clawed the skin on his neck. Sparks fired hot. Then he captured her clit with his thumb and forefinger, squeezing with the perfect amount of pressure, sending her to the stratosphere. This wasn’t just sex but something else, something more. Much more.
I should hit the brakes. God, what am I doing?
Before she could tell Luke that this wasn’t a good idea, he kissed her again. Her world and mind spun wildly and with total abandon.
With one hand he tugged on her hair and with the other he fingered her pussy, causing a hot surge to well up from her channel and her clit to ache.
“You’re something else, sweetheart. You like me touching you?”
“O–oh…yes…please…more…” She felt ripped apart by a million sensations inside her.
“Beautiful. Fucking A. Absolutely gorgeous.” The corners of Luke’s mouth curled up.
The more he said it, the more she knew he believed it to be true. His words made her feel incredible. She wriggled in the warm water as he manipulated her swollen folds with his hard fingers.
Megan gripped the sides of the tub as his fingers descended into her pussy and his thumb pressed her clit. She didn’t have a chance with this man who overwhelmed her completely. She sensed Luke’s power, intensity, and danger just under the surface. A bit deeper there seemed to be something gentler, a side to him that she wanted to feel, to experience.
When he pinched her nipple with one hand and squeezed her clit with the other, she almost fainted. A vibration rumbled through her. Her back arched again and she squeezed the porcelain with all her might, riding the exploding sensations firing in her body.
“Come for me, sweetheart.”
“Yes! God yes!”
“Your pleasure looks so good on you.”
He probed her pussy with his fingers and brushed his lips over her neck, sending her into rapture and her womb into convulsions.
She felt her eyelashes fluttering uncontrollably. The orgasm he’d given her continued to go higher and higher, hotter and hotter.
Megan screamed as her pussy clenched and unclenched on his thick fingers. Lost to the climax, she was only slightly aware of Luke letting the water out of the tub, drying her off, and lifting her out of the tub.
“Gorgeous. Totally gorgeous.”
“Where are you taking me?”
“To my bed.”
* * * *
Luke placed Megan on the mattress, her naked body soft and pale against his quilt. Her scent was overpowering and filling his nostrils. His primal instincts, recognizing Megan as his mate, were firing on all cylinders.
The hunter Luke had discovered earlier had turned out to be a seventeen-year-old neighbor kid. The guy hadn’t been any kind of threat, but he was male. With Megan ovulating, it had taken all Luke’s strength of will to keep from ripping the teen to pieces when he’d found him trespassing on his property. The kid had turned ghostly white before heeding Luke’s instructions. Avoiding the unspoken threat, the guy had run so fast that he could’ve been mistaken for a shifter, though he wasn’t.
Since finding Megan, there was only one syllable that continued to pound in Luke’s mind, over and over, like a giant sledgehammer of possession— mine.
“Luke, I don’t know what to say.” She was trembling like a little child caught with her hand in the cookie jar. “I’m not like this. Not normally. I don’t know what came over me.”
Luke knew. He’d never dreamed that he would find his true mate. Never wanted to either. But here she was, and he would never let her go. Ever.
“I’m ready for my reward now.” He stripped off his jeans and loved seeing her pretty mouth gap