Rae, Beverly - Howling for Sara [Night Runner Werewolves 1] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Special Edition) Read Online Free PDF Page B

He pumped his finger into her, giving her a much smaller preview of what his cock would feel like and what she would feel wrapped around him. He added another finger and she lifted her butt, trying to force him closer. Her wetness flooded over his hand and her body trembled as wave after wave of orgasm swept through her.
    She was the Night Runners’ mate, the future of their pack. But for now, she was all his.
    “Michael.”
    If he didn’t have sensitive hearing, he might have missed her saying his name. “Yes, Sara?” God, how he loved to say her name.
    If she asked him to stop, he wasn’t certain he could do as she wished. The control he’d had earlier now hung by a thread. The only thing left to do was to pray she wouldn’t ask the impossible of him.
    “Untie me.”

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    She shook her head, trying to rid herself of the wine-induced fuzziness so she could feel even more of the myriad of sensations flowing through her. If he didn’t untie her, she’d go insane. She didn’t care if she had to beg or plead with him, or curse him until she turned blue, she had to get free. She yearned to touch him, to taste him, to make him moan as she licked her tongue along his skin. She ached to take his enormous cock and slide her hands from the base along the length, over the curve to the mushroomed end.
    The tightness in her stomach radiated outward, foreshadowing more climaxes. He took his time to slide over her, putting his hard body inches from hers as he reached up to untie the cords around her wrists. She could feel the heat coming off him, could smell her aroma on his skin, and almost passed out just thinking about what she’d do to him given the chance.
    She lifted her head and tracked her tongue over his nipple, reliving the way he’d licked hers, and was rewarded with a groan. Only one hand was free when he crushed his mouth to hers, but one hand was enough to take his neck and feel the tickle of his hair on her fingers. Her own juices flooded her mouth, but she wanted more. She needed to taste him, to savor his mouth as he’d done her pussy. Sweeping her tongue around, she delighted in the rush of flavors, male musky tang mixing with an exotic hint of something she’d never tasted before.
    She moved her hand higher, letting the silky softness of his black hair slip between her fingers. Nibbling his lower lip, she lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist. Her thirst for him swirled, driving away all thoughts except that of satisfying her need.
    He lowered his hips to meet hers and pushed his cock against her crotch. Closing his eyes, he growled then opened them again. All at once, he tried to pull away from her.
    “Not yet.” She tightened her legs around him, holding him captive as securely as any bindings ever could. She clutched his hair and glared at him. “Finish untying me first. Now.”
    The corners of his mouth tilted upward. “You’re a fiery one, aren’t you?” His eyes sparkled.
    “Michael, untie me.”
    A mischievous grin erupted. “Or what? You’ll fuck me to death?” His grin grew bigger. “I’d like to see you try.”
    “Untie me and I’ll do this to your cock.” Taking her time, she peeked her tongue out of her mouth, then trailed it around her hard bud.
    A flash of hunger brightened his eyes, and he rushed to untie her. Once free, she brought his mouth to her breast and thrust her tongue out to join his. Together they sucked on her nipple, her tongue teasing his, and she arched, urging him to suck harder. He did, tugging her tender bud into his mouth. A tornado spun inside her abdomen, and her clit tightened in response. Licks turned into nibbles, giving her pleasurable zings of pain. She slid her hand between their bodies in an attempt to take hold of his shaft.
    He broke the kiss, placing his hands on either side of her head. “What were you planning on doing with my cock?”
    “Move up and I’ll show you.”
    Flecks of amber flashed in his eyes, and he wasted