Forbidden Attraction (25 page)

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“You play with fire,” he warned her.

“Bring it on, wolf man,” she challenged him, and spread her legs over his thighs so that her pussy rubbed against his swollen dick.

She stroked him, moving up and down slowly while her eyes glowed with passion that matched the yearning building inside him.

Heidi let her head fall back, arching her body toward him while she held his wrists and moved her pussy against the side of his shaft. Her scent filled the room, becoming stronger while her breathing turned to quick pants.

Watching her run the show made him crazy. She tortured the shit out of both of them while moving so close when she reached the top of his dick that if he thrust just right, he would penetrate her. But then she’d slide her soaked flesh back down to the base of his shaft, simply rubbing against him without allowing him to enter her.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” He barely possessed the strength to hold still. More than he wanted to breathe, he ached to throw her onto the bed and impale her until she screamed.

“Yes,” she said, her voice breathy.

God. His vision blurred. His cock swelled and pulsed while fire burned inside him.

Moisture seeped from her, soaking his balls. Her palms got sweaty holding on to his wrists and when she lowered her head, her hair stood on end, looking spiked. She ran her tongue over her full, red lips.

“And you aren’t enjoying yourself?” She cocked her head, as if she could learn the answer simply by studying him.

“I’ve never endured worse torture,” he told her, flexing his wrists and fighting a grin when she clamped down as hard as she could to hold him in place.

“I’m hurting you?” she asked, her tone so full of mischief.

She grinned and let go of his wrists. He started to move, but she shook her head.

“Stay put,” she whispered.

Nicolo groaned, closing his eyes. He’d explode before he ever entered her at this rate. Her laughter taunted him further, and when she moved slowly down his body, every hair stood on end.

“You ask a lot of a werewolf,” he grumbled.

“Is it more than you want to give?” She looked up at him with wide open, beautiful blue eyes. A silver hue surrounded them, and her full, moist lips added to her sex appeal.

He opened his mouth to respond when she ran her tongue over the tip of his cock.

Nicolo roared, lifting his head so quickly the muscles in his neck stretched painfully.

But when Heidi opened her mouth and stretched her lips over the tip of his dick, sparks exploded before his eyes and all words left him.

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She ran her tongue down the length of him and hummed her approval. “I like how I taste on you,” she whispered, torturing him beyond reason as her breath scraped over his already too-sensitive flesh.

“Damn it. Heidi.” He already knew his little bitch loved sex. But hearing that she enjoyed the taste of herself on him, knowing that she meant it as her tongue eagerly licked her cream from him, almost made him come.

He sat up quickly and she almost fell off the side of the bed. Heidi braced herself, but he grabbed her.

“It’s my turn, or you’ll end this before either of us is truly satisfied.” He was so much bigger than she was that when he took her arm and pulled her toward the middle of the bed, she almost flew through the air.

She fell on his bed, rolling to her back and spreading her legs as she grinned and then laughed. “Just being with you is truly satisfying, Nicolo. You must know that.”

He smelled her happiness and the richness of her come. But her words meant more to him than he could tell her.

“Heidi.” So many emotions hit him that he almost choked on them. Too many years had passed since he’d experienced feelings as strong as the ones that swept over him right now. And the last thing his little bitch would see on their first night together was her mighty werewolf crumple before her, overcome by the weight of happiness and contentment.

She stretched out underneath him, stroking his cheek gently with her fingertips.

When she smiled, showing how relaxed and at peace with the world she was at the moment, he knew beyond a shadow of doubt that together they could conquer any obstacle.

He moved to his knees and ran his fingertips along her inner thighs. “Spread your legs wide for me.”

She shivered, biting her lower lip, and watched him with her sultry, glowing eyes while she lifted her legs, opening herself and exposing her pussy.

“Look at you, so soaked and ready for me.” He touched her clit, coating his finger with rich-smelling cream.

She jumped and grabbed her breasts, cupping them in her hands while turning her head from side to side. “I suck at torture,” she confessed. “Please. Nicolo.”

His cock stretched, anxious to please her. And every muscle inside him tightened when he leaned forward, inhaling her need and lust when he lapped up her rich come.

He pressed his hands against her thighs, stretching her legs wide apart. Her pussy was so warm, the soft flesh smooth and soaked as he stroked it with his tongue. He licked and sucked, loving how she thrashed underneath him, unable to move although she tightened her leg muscles and pushed against his hands.

“You taste so good.” He could barely focus but fought to take in the glorious view before him.

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Her tummy rose and fell from quick little pants. She rubbed her breasts, moving her fingers over the small mounds and pinched her nipples, adding to her own torture. Her mouth was open, although she didn’t cry out. He’d moved her past the point of words.

Every ounce of blood had drained to his cock, making him lightheaded, needy with lust and the desire to show her what she did to him. Moved to a point no bitch had ever brought him to before, it took more effort than he was sure he had to keep things slow and return the pleasure she’d given him while torturing her until she exploded.

And she was almost there. He thrust his tongue inside her and felt her muscles quiver against him.

“Come for me,” he growled, his voice so husky his words were barely audible.

Then she did cry out, howling while she thrashed underneath him, fighting him with all she had while she exploded, soaking his face and filling the air around them with the most incredibly erotic smell he’d ever inhaled.

Filling his lungs with it, he almost came right along with her.

“Nicolo!” she screamed, twisting and fighting to kick herself free from his grip while she thrust her hips upward.

He raised his head, licking his lips like a werewolf who’d just devoured the best feast he’d ever had. It hit him then that he smelled her love, an aroma so rich and powerful it almost stole his strength from him. His muscles strained, threatening to grow and change and regain that strength if he didn’t get some of the oxygen back into his brain.

When he let go of her, she rolled to her side underneath him, curling her legs to her chest and panting so hard he swore he saw the tiny hairs on her body stand erect.

“My adorable little bitch,” he praised her, running his hand down the gentle slope of her spine. “I’m the luckiest werewolf in the world to have you.”

She laughed quietly, turning her head to look up at him and then lazily reached for him. “I hope you always feel that way.”

“As long as you look at me like you are right now, I know I will.” They had a turbulent life ahead of them, one that would be filled with prejudice and hatred, but right now it was just the two of them.

They would start their relationship with a strong foundation, one built on honor and love. His heart swelled and pulsed as hard as his cock, knowing with that bond, the two of them could take on anything.

He continued stroking her back, keeping the movement slow until her breathing relaxed. Pain tore through his body, racking his senses. But he’d allow her a few minutes to regain her strength before he entered her.

“Are you ready for me?” he asked, aching for her more than he needed to breathe.

“I’m always ready for you, wolf man.” He loved her determination to be strong in spite of how small and delicate she was. Those weren’t traits she wanted the world to see—not even him.

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He grinned, rolling her onto her back and then lifted her legs and rested her heels on his shoulder. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen himself so hard, so stretched and swollen when he looked down between them. Her soaked pussy glistened with moisture and he gripped his cock, pressing the edge of it against her heat.

“Yes.” Her eager cry was followed by a quick jerk of her body.

She thrust her hips toward his cock, bringing herself to him. He swore her pussy sucked him right inside her, so many tiny muscles stroking his cock and urging him deeper.

He filled her, moving deeper into her scalding heat while his arms shook and he fought to hold himself over her. Gritting his teeth, he prayed he’d be able to give her the pleasure she needed—they needed—while his cock felt like it was being burnt alive.

“Heidi. Little bitch,” he growled between clenched teeth.

He couldn’t take the intensity of it any longer and began moving, hastening the pace while he started fucking her with everything he had. Nicolo pounded her hot pussy, loving the friction that tore at him and stroked his cock while he moved faster and faster.

Her fingernails dug into his flesh, feeding the energy that coursed throughout his body. He arched his back, squeezing his eyes shut so that all the world consisted of was his hot little bitch underneath him, taking all he had to offer and soaking him with her heat and moisture.

His balls tightened and itched while he ached to explode. Every muscle in his body constricted and hardened around his bones as he dwelt on how tight she was. They were a perfect fit, made for each other in a world that deemed them enemies. But for Heidi and Nicolo, all that mattered was right here between them. Love so strong it seeped from their pores, marking both of them, making them the perfect match.

“Now,” was all he managed to growl when sparks exploded against his eyelids and the pressure broke inside him.

It took as much effort to open his eyes and watch her while he filled her with his come as it did to keep from collapsing while he filled her with all the love he felt for her.

She cried out, tightening around his cock with more strength than a little bitch should be able to muster.

He breathed so hard that he feared he’d embarrass himself, change while on top of her—or worse yet, pass out from the intensity of the moment. Every inch of her glistened with moisture. Her eyes were so wide, so beautiful as they glowed almost silver, but it was the slow smile of complete satisfaction that finally did him in.

Nicolo collapsed on top of her, his cock swollen and buried deep inside her. His arm muscles were weak when he pushed himself to the side so he wouldn’t crush her with his weight. Rolling to his back, he pulled her on top of him where she stretched out and relaxed, breathing heavily.

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“Sleep, my precious bitch,” he told her, slowly stroking her back and then cupping the back of her head when she nestled against his shoulder. “When we wake up, we will hunt together.”

“And find the location of our den,” she added, whispering and sounding so sated it made him swell all over again. “I can’t wait to build it alongside you. Already I see how perfect it will be.”

“Are you sure you want to stay with this pack?” He had to know that she understood how rough it would be for awhile.

She didn’t raise her head but instead lifted her hand and rested it against the side of his face. “Would you really leave your pack for me?”

He’d waited years to see Malta werewolves once again claiming land and growing strong together. But for Heidi, for the two of them, he would run the length of the nation to ensure their happiness.

“As long as you are part of my den, I’d be happy anywhere.”

“We’ll stay here. I know it will be hard. But running wouldn’t satisfy either one of us. We’re fighters, Nicolo, not cowards who would avoid challenges and live in some false euphoria.”

What had he done to deserve such a perfect bitch?

“I love you,” he said, hating how he choked on the words. His emotions were about to embarrass him.

“I know.” She stretched over him, shifting enough to pull on his cock. “I love you too—enough to stay and help your pack grow and be strong. We’ll be strong too.”

Her last words faded, sleep overcoming her.

And it would be their strength that would make Malta werewolves greater. He wrapped his arms around her, closing his eyes and relaxing. They would take it day by day together, and that was all that mattered.

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About the Author

All my life, I’ve wondered at how people fall into the routines of life. The paths we travel seemed to be well-trodden by society. We go to school, fall in love, find a line of work (and hope and pray it is one we like), have children and do our best to mold them into good people who will travel the same path. This is the path so commonly referred to as the “real world”.

The characters in my books are destined to stray down a different path other than the one society suggests. Each story leads the reader into a world altered slightly from the one they know. For me, this is what good fiction is about, an opportunity to escape from the daily grind and wander down someone else’s path.

Lorie O’Clare lives in Kansas with her three sons.

Lorie welcomes comments from readers. You can find her website and email address on her author bio page at www.ellorascave.com.

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