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It s mine.
A tremor of pleasure bolted along her nerves and she let her mouth venture to
his shoulder, scratching at where she d placed her mark mere hours ago.
God, the sensations were growing. Her pleasure and the pain mingled, surged
and embraced her until she didn t know where each sensation ended and the other
began. Her orgasm raced forward and she couldn t hold back, couldn t keep the
growing ecstasy at bay any longer.
Ricker, her seductive, dominant, gorgeous mate struck her again, palm colliding
with her abundant flesh with a resounding spank.
Smack.
Maddy could only utter a single word. One syllable. Yours!
And then it was over. She sank her teeth into Ricker s shoulder, fangs slicing
through skin and muscle with ease and the coppery sweet flavors of his blood poured
over her taste buds.
At the same moment, the dam restraining her orgasm broke and flooded her
with indescribable pleasure. Her pussy clenched in rhythmic spasms as if begging, no
demanding, to be filled. Uncontrollable shudders wracked her body, muscles twitching
and jerking as the explosive climax sprinted through her veins. The molten sensations
of her release crested and then retreated, only to surge forth once again.
Ricker didn t stop.
His blows continued to rain on her ass, finger teasing her asshole and she kept
rocking over his hardness, grinding her soaking pussy against the ridge of his hard
cock. More and more he gave; more and more she took.
The still lingering orgasm grew, sending her higher than before until the strong,
lovely sensations claimed her once again. She screamed against the flesh in her mouth
and then tore her lips from his shoulder, shouting her second completion to the room.
A fierce growl joined her yell and her mate stiffened beneath her, cock pulsing
against her pussy, twitching against her overheated flesh. The salty, musky scent of his
release reached her and she sighed, slumped against him and let Ricker take her
deadweight. She lapped at his wound, savoring the remnants of his blood as their
breathing slowed and the last vestiges of pleasure seeped from her body.
Ricker s finger left her asshole and both hands snaked beneath her shirt to trace
her spine, palms sliding over her skin with gentle strokes.
She hummed and snuggled closer. Reveled in the security of being in her mate s
arms.
I m going to make sure you keep your promise, Kit.
She raised her head and looked him in the eye. You ll have to catch me first.
With that pronouncement she jumped from his lap, squealing when his fingers
caught her shirt. She shoved the thin material over her head and kept running, heading
toward the bedroom and, hopefully, lube.
Because, hello? The ass is not a self-lubricating orifice.
And that had been an embarrassing lesson from the school nurse during Sex Ed.
Maddy dashed down the hallway, intent on her goal and unwilling to lose. The
lioness was determined to win this small battle and the chase had simply rekindled her
need for the tiger. It wasn t like running through the forest, mate nipping at her heels
with one goal in mind: her submission.
They d mate that way someday.
Hopefully soon.
She rounded the corner into the master bedroom and launched herself at the bed,
scrambling for the bedside table. Wasn t that where everyone stashed their goodies?
Her fingers wrapped around the handle. Ricker pounced on her with a growl, his
now nude body aligned with hers from shoulders to toe, his reawakened cock nestled
between her ass cheeks.
Got you&
She wiggled her butt, teasing him with what he desired. Maybe
A shrill song broke their play, the annoying tune colliding with their passion and
dousing it in an instant.
Groaning, Ricker rolled from her and crawled off the bed. He padded to the
other side of the room and dug through their bag, exposing his luscious ass to her gaze.
Damn, she really wanted to nibble, scrape her teeth along that curve and see if he tasted
as good as he smelled. And then she d work her way to the front and swallow
What. Ricker s back was stiff and straight, muscles that had been languid and
loose were now tense.
Ooh. Her cock blocked mate wasn t happy about being, er, cock blocked. If she
strained she probably could have listened to both sides of the conversation, but she
figured she d find out soon enough.
Am I in charge of this operation? She s my
Maddy could, however, hear his teeth grinding.
I don t care. She s He growled. Then snarled. Which was kinda hot, if she
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