Slade's Feisty Mate (Saber Chronicles Book Two) Read Online Free PDF Page A

tip of him rested in her sweet heat. Her eyes flickered
between green and amber. Sliding into her again, he kissed her
lips, her chin, and her throat. “Wanna mark you.”
    “Yes,” she groaned.
    “Fuck you.”
    “Yes. Yes!”
    His hand tightened on her thigh for a brief
moment, and then he released her, sitting up and sliding from her
pussy. She moved sensuously to her stomach, spreading her knees and
sliding her fingers over her pussy.
    “I need you, Slade.”
    Moving behind her, he couldn’t stop from
grinning as she reached for his dick and guided it to her pussy.
His eager little sweetheart. Her pussy clenched around him as he
pressed into her, gripping her hips and holding her steady. She
rose onto her arms and tossed her hair over her shoulder.
    He moved, pushing deep and sliding out,
gradually picking up the pace until he was moving as fast as he
could. She took all of him and demanded more. One hand gripped the
headboard, and she tossed her hair back and screamed as her pussy
locked down on him. Her scream slipped to a glorious howl, and his
cat roared in response. Unable to hold back, he jerked her against
him as his fangs elongated and sank them into the place where her
neck and shoulder met. His climax poured from him as his dick
spasmed inside her. Reaching down her sweat-slicked stomach, he
strummed her clit until she trembled in his arms and came
again.
    She gripped his arms as her body went limp
against him, her breath gusting from her parted lips as a deep
blush colored her skin. Extracting his fangs as gently as he could,
he nicked his tongue and then stroked the marks he’d made, mixing
his blood with hers and ensuring that the marks would scar and
remain permanently.
    He lowered her to the bed, and she rolled to
her back. Her eyes were back to their beautiful green.
    Pushing her knee to the side, he lowered his
head.
    “What are you doing?” she asked.
    “You said you wanted a ton of orgasms. I
don’t think five counts as a ton. Round two. Then a snack.”
    She smiled. “You say snack like you
mean me .”
    Grinning broadly, he wiggled his brows. “I
do.”
    “I like how you think, sexy.”
     
    * * * * *
     
    Slade woke slowly after their fourth round of
love making. His feisty sweetheart was lying on top of him like a
blanket, her silky, red hair warm against his skin. He wrapped a
lock around his finger and looked at it. The curtains that covered
the sliding door leading to a tiny balcony were parted, letting in
a sliver of early morning light.
    His mate breathed deeply in sleep, but Slade
was wide awake now, with thoughts of the future filling his mind.
Gretchen had asked him to make breakfast as part of her agreement
to be his mate. Although he knew she was teasing, he didn’t want to
start off being a bad mate.
    At one point, they’d ordered room service
again for a midnight snack using an app on her tablet, which was
charging on the nightstand. He lifted it and pressed the home
button, and then he scanned the apps on the screen and found the
one for room service.
    Under the breakfast menu, he ordered an egg
and meat platter, several kinds of pastries, and juice. Under the
special requests, he left a note for them to leave the food at the
door instead of coming in to serve. His sweetheart was getting
breakfast in bed, and he wanted her to be naked and not to have to
get dressed because someone else was in the room. No one would be
seeing his mate naked. Ever.
    His cat snarled and he realized she probably
got naked every full moon in front of her pack so she could shift
and hunt. He didn’t plan to be the kind of mate who was an asshole,
but her being naked around anyone else was going to stop. His cat
had a great idea…go kill anyone who had seen her naked.
    Stop trying to kill people .
    His cat snorted.
    Inhaling Gretchen’s sweet scent, he wrapped
his arms around her and waited for the knock signaling room
service.
    Gretchen didn’t wake up until he waved a
piece of bacon under