“One day, I will beat you. Then you’ll be in for some torture.”
He nuzzled her. “Aw, baby, I might believe you really didn’t like it if I couldn’t feel your pleasure through the bond.”
Harley flushed. “Sometimes I hate that bond.”
“No, you don’t.”
No, she didn’t.
“You know what, I think you’ve worn the plug long enough. Let’s go home.” He inwardly smiled as he felt excitement spike through her. Rising from the lounger, he pulled her upright. She held herself a little stiffly, shooting him a glare that said she’d like to see him move around easily while there was an object stuck up his ass. Keeping possession of her hand, he walked her back to their lodge. All the while, anticipation built inside her to an almost painful level. It was an anticipation he shared.
Inside the lodge, Jesse said, “I want you upstairs. Go straight to the bathroom.” She probably would have stomped her way up there if it weren’t for the plug. He followed her into the bathroom, where she faced him, hands on hips. “Still cranky, baby? Hey, there’s no call for hissing.” He rubbed his nose against hers. “Don’t worry, I’ll fuck that crankiness right out of you.”
Harley would have hissed again, but then his mouth closed over hers while his hand slid around her throat. Licking and kissing her, he gave her throat a little, but possessive, squeeze that should have made her bristle. It didn’t. Not when she was so wound up with the need to come. He pulled off her T-shirt and bra, and then she yanked off his own tee and tore open his fly. But before she could shove down his jeans, his arms slipped away from her.
“On your knees. I want to watch you suck my cock.”
Harley’s stomach clenched as his tone switched from teasing to dominant. The look on his face was predatory, and his eyes—gleaming with possessiveness—were so wholly focused on her that it gave her goose bumps and tightened her nipples.
“Now, Harley.”
And there he went pressing the defiant switch in her head. Her cat didn’t appreciate his curtness either. But he’d won the game, Harley reminded herself. She’d agreed to a rematch, she’d taken the chance, and now she had to pay up. Slowly sinking to her knees, she fisted the base of his cock and lapped at the head like the cat she was. Instead of teasing him, she wrapped her lips tight around the head and swallowed him down. She sucked hard, taking more of his cock with each pass, using every trick she knew.
Jesse bunched his hand in her hair. “Fuck, sweetheart, that’s it.” Her mouth was so hot it almost burned, sending agonizing pleasure coursing through him. He swore as she purred around his cock and the sensation shot up his spine. Hand still in her hair, he fucked her mouth. “I told you I’d do this one day, didn’t I?” Her eyes narrowed dangerously at the taunt and claws pricked his thighs, but that only spurred him on. “Your mouth was made for this, Harley. And I own it, don’t I?”
Harley dragged her claws down his thighs and let him feel the edge of her teeth—not enough to hurt but enough to warn him to cease taunting her.
“It’s mine and we both know it.” He pulled out of her mouth. “Up.” Slipping his hands under her shoulders, Jesse helped her stand. He ran his finger down her face, feeling the hot flush on her cheeks. Her cat eyes were blazing with both need and irritation, and her talented mouth was swollen from sucking him off. “Gorgeous.” His wolf agreed.
Smoothing her hands over his solid shoulders, Harley licked at his throat. “Fuck me.” She curled a hand around his cock and pumped him twice. “You know you want to.” His hands cupped her breasts, thumbs flicking her taut nipples hard, while she shoved down his jeans. He then pushed down her own as he sucked on her earlobe.
“Hold on to the counter,” Jesse rumbled into her ear, kicking their clothes aside. She did, and he licked the back of her shoulder. “Very good.” Eyes holding hers in the reflection of the mirror, he drove his cock inside her in one smooth thrust. Her pussy clamped around him. Fuck, she was burning hot and soaking wet. “I love how slick you get for me. Love all those little moans you make. Love how tight your pussy squeezes my dick.” He gave her a shallow thrust. “And I love you.”
Jesse fucked her hard, knowing how bad she needed it. Her head fell back, exposing her delicate throat, and her pussy squeezed him so tight it was torture. He kept slamming into her, ruthless and frantic. Then he twisted the anal plug, making her head shoot up, and her pleasure echoed through him. “Come, Harley.” But she already was; the orgasm hit her hard and fast, seeming to take her by surprise. Right then, he pulled out the plug and pushed his cock into her ass.
Eyes snapping open, Harley tensed a little. She’d known exactly what he was going to do, and she’d been prepared for the bite of pain, but the sensation of the head of his cock pressing inside her, stretching her to bursting, still came as a bit of a shock. He was just so damn thick, and she was a total newbie at this.
True mates had little trouble with anal sex because they were literally made to take each other any way they wanted. She’d say that she and Jesse were as emotionally tight as true mates, but that didn’t help with the situation they had here.
“Shush, you’re okay.” Jesse stroked the length of her spine, petting the worry out of her. “Push out as I push in. Good girl.” As she forced herself to relax, he slowly sank into her ass, keeping a mental eye on her through the bond. She felt so good, but it was a tight fit and he didn’t want to hurt her. “I’m all in, baby. You okay?”
“I feel . . . full. But not bad full.”
“We’ll take it slow.” Hands gripping her hips, Jesse withdrew almost all the way out. Just as smoothly, he gently pushed back in, burying his cock deep. He did it over and over, until she was moaning and demanding more. He fucked her a little harder, a little faster. Soon enough, she was cursing him for going easy on her.
“Harder,” she ground out, enjoying it more than she’d expected she would.
Sensing through the bond that she was in no pain, Jesse was fine with that. There was just one thing missing. “You know what I want to hear.” He needed to hear it. “Give me the words.”
“I love you,” she rasped, no hesitation.
“That’s my good girl.” He rode her hard, pumping in and out of her as bliss streaked through them both.
“I’m gonna come.”
“Do it.” Sinking his teeth into her nape, he thrust harder, faster . . . and then she was coming. Her ass tightened around him and her orgasm echoed through him even more intensely than her first had. Biting out a curse, he plunged deep and exploded, shooting jet after jet of come inside her. It was yet another way to mark his mate, and that gave his wolf a slither of satisfaction.
Jesse stroked and petted her as she came down from her orgasm, smiling when she purred. “You okay?”
“I can’t feel my legs,” she slurred. “Other than that, super.” Her cat was lazy with contentment.
“Good.” He licked at her claiming mark. “I told you I’d fuck that crankiness right out of you.”
Still no caution lights, she thought with a sigh.
“Just like I told you that you’d enjoy me claiming your ass. You came pretty hard,” he reminded her smugly.
Huffing at his smug tone, she said, “Dude, you’re messing with my postorgasmic buzz here.”
“I was just saying”—he kissed her throat, humming—“you should listen to me more often. I’m always right.”
“Is that a fact?”
“I told you when you first came here exactly what would happen. I said I’d claim you, and I did. I said you’d claim me, and you did. I said you’d come to trust the pack and settle here, and you did. I also said we’d imprint and be happy. We did and we are.”
“Hmm.”
He frowned. “What does ‘hmm’ mean?”
She shrugged one shoulder. “I guess I’m a little happy.”
“A little?” he echoed, disbelieving. His wolf blinked.
“Yeah, a little.” Of course she was talking crap, w
hich was why she smiled. He didn’t share her amusement, which, in turn, amused her cat.
Although Jesse knew she was full of shit, he shook his head. He’d said it before, and he’d say it again. “You’re trying to drive me insane.”
“You still have no proof of that.”
Sighing, he turned her and nudged her forward. “Just get in the damn shower.”
She dug in her heels. “Not until you stop pushing me.”
So he stopped. “Happy now?”
As ever, that snippy tone made her spine snap straight. “As a matter of fact—”
“Good.” He pushed her into the shower stall and turned on the spray. “Stop hissing at me!”
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
I have a list of “thanks” I need to say, so here we go . . .
To Google and Bing—I wouldn’t have found out all that information about margays so fast without you. Pure fact.
To my amazing family—I am so grateful for your unending support and saintly patience with me and the voices in my head.
To my muse—you’re a freaking treasure, albeit nocturnal and liable to ignore my need for sleep.
To my assistant, Melissa—I would have had at least three breakdowns by now without your help. I’m grateful for all that you do.
To all at Montlake Romance—especially Chris Werner, Jessica Poore, and the fabulous Melody Guy, who really should write her own book. Melody, I will totally read it if you do!
And to all my readers—I don’t have to tell you that you’re rock stars. You know this, I know this, the voices in my head know this. I adore you all. Hearing from you always makes me smile, so feel free to contact me by e-mail at
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Photo © 2012 Steven Wright
Suzanne Wright can’t remember a time when she wasn’t creating characters and telling their tales. Even as a child in England, she loved writing poems, plays, and stories. As an adult, Wright has published fifteen novels: From Rags, Burn, Blaze, five Deep in Your Veins novels, five books in the Phoenix Pack series, and two books in the Mercury Pack series. Wright, who lives in Liverpool with her husband and two children, freely admits that she hates housecleaning and can’t cook but that she always shares chocolate. Visit her online at www.suzannewright.co.uk.
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