Beneath a blood lust moon (Rise of the Arkansas Werewolves, #2)

“Pretty.” He trailed a finger across her bra as she struggled to catch her breath under his touch.


He ran his large hand down the valley between her breasts, setting her skin on fire.

“Braxton,” she panted as she rubbed her legs together to ease the ache.

“Easy, baby. I need to take my time, to make this last.” He scalded her with his gaze as his fingers dipped to her jeans. He unzipped and tugged her jeans off.

He eased off the bed, pulled his tight T-shirt over his head. She raised up on her elbows, unable to tear her gaze away as he divested himself of the rest of his clothing. If Braxton was hot with clothes, he was magnificent without them.

He grinned slowly as his gaze held hers. “You like what you see?”

“Oh, yeah.” Kate swallowed as her gaze dipped down to his straining erection.

His stormy eyes dilated with animal lust. He straddled her, pinning her down with his hard body. He met her gaze. Something far more intimate passed through his eyes before he bent his head and covered her mouth with his. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer and loving how good he felt against her.

His dipped his head until his lips brushed against her bra-covered breasts.

“Yes.” She arched as he sucked her nipple into his mouth. His fingers fumbled with the clasp in the back for just a second before he eased her arms out and tossed the bra onto the floor with her other clothing.

His mouth was on her once again, a combination of fire and heat, as he teased her nipple, making her writhe underneath him.

“More.” She gripped his silky hair between her fingers and pressed his face against her breasts. For the first time in her life, she thought she would orgasm from just his mouth alone.

He tortured one breast with flicks from his tongue before changing direction and kissing his way to the other one.

“I want you inside me.” She panted out the words, desperate for him.

He lifted his gaze to hers as his tongue darted out to lick her nipple. “Not yet. I want to watch you come while my mouth is on you.”

He grinned wickedly and kissed his way down her body, pressing his lips against her stomach. Her heart raced. When he reached her panties, he caressed her through the lace.

She bucked against his hand.

His fingers skidded across her panties and then dipped underneath the material and into her wetness. His nostrils flared as he growled. With a swipe of his hand he ripped her panties off in one swift motion.

His eyes devoured every inch of her as if she were cake. She shifted, uncomfortable at being spread like that before him. Instinctively, she closed her legs.

“Don’t hide yourself from me, baby. I need to see all of you.”

She swallowed and let her legs fall open.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.”

Kate’s heart catapulted in her chest at his reverent words.

She gripped his shoulders, pulling him up for a kiss.

“Braxton, I can’t wait any longer. I want you inside me,” she panted against his mouth.

He chuckled and kissed his way down her body.

Kate gasped as his mouth covered her clit.

“Oh, my God.” She meant to push him away, but her fingers were wired to another part of her brain. She fisted her fingers in his hair and held him against her wet core as he licked her.

His tongue slid across her clit, teasing and stroking.

“Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

He sucked her sensitive clit into his mouth, gripping her hips and not letting go.

Hot pleasure flooded every inch of her body. She pulled his hair as she came, crying out his name while tremors racked her body.

***

Braxton had never tasted anything as sweet as Kate. When she called out his name with her orgasm, his chest filled with pride knowing that he’d done that to her delicious little body.

He was nowhere near done. He wanted to make her come again.

Crawling up her body, he positioned himself between her thighs, her creamy skin brushing against his legs. He almost stopped and buried his face back between her legs again. He could go down on her all day and never get enough.

Braxton looked into Kate’s liquid gaze and growled. He positioned himself against her wet entrance and pushed.

“Fuck,” Braxton murmured, pushing himself into her snug heat.

Kate moaned and tried to pull him closer.

“Wait, baby.” He froze, afraid if he moved another inch, it was going to be over too soon. She was tight, so fucking tight.

“I can’t wait.” She dug her nails into his hips, pushing him further inside until he was buried balls-deep. His scalp prickled and every muscle in his body tensed as he forced himself not to move.

“Braxton.” Her breath caressed his neck as she moaned his name.

“Feel good?” His voice came out like sandpaper and he wasn’t even sure what he’d said. All he could feel was her heat around his cock.

“Please, Braxton. Please don’t stop.”

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