City Wolves: Paranormal Shapeshifter Werewolf Romance Bundle (Master of the City / Mistress of the City) Read Free Page A

fingertips stroked the slick flesh, gathering the evidence of her arousal before he zeroed in on her clit.
    She gasped, fists bunched against his back, as he circled the tiny bundle of nerves. Around and over, he rubbed in small circles, then switched to flicking his finger back and forth. She wriggled and squirmed on his shoulder, her breath coming in hard pants. Tension rolled through her body, hard pleasure tightening her pussy to near pain. A hard knot of arousal formed between her legs and she parted them further, eager to give him all the access he needed.
    The corridor passed in a blur, until finally they reached a door. All she knew was that they stopped for a moment, any other details stolen when he thrust a finger deep into her sopping pussy.
    “Ohhhh…” She gasped, arching her back and rocking her hips to get more penetration. She needed deeper, harder. Thicker… “Oh god…yes. More.”
    “Master, not God,” he rumbled, the door slamming behind them. “And more’s not a problem.”
    He pulled from her and before she could pout in disappointment at the loss, he leaned forward and dropped her onto a bed. She didn’t get a chance to move. Within a heartbeat, he was over her. He yanked her legs apart, shoved her dress up and reached for her panties. They caught, resisting his attempt to remove them. The sound of a growl and tearing cloth filled the air a second before cool air washed over her exposed pussy.
    He dropped between her legs, parting her thighs further to accommodate his wide shoulders and blew a warm breath over her. She moaned in pleasure as he parted her, not caring she was spread out like a pagan sacrifice. One for his pleasure alone.
    “So pretty. Hot.” Leaning forward, he swept his tongue over her. A small, hard cry of pleasure escaped her lips. The rough brush of his tongue was heaven. Warm and teasing, he flicked over her clit in quick movements. He fanned his tongue back and forth, working her clit before pulling the small bundle of nerves into the warmth of his mouth. He suckled. Hard. Pleasure washed over her, forcing a cry from her lips as it spiraled out from her core to send heat through her entire body.
    “Oh…that’s it,” she murmured, reaching down to spear her fingers through his short curls. “I’m gonna come…”
    He growled again, the vibration against her clit pushing her to the edge, then thrust not one, but two fingers deep inside her. She screamed, body shattering under his ministrations. He didn’t let up, feasting on her pussy with tiny growls even as pleasure cascaded through her. The brush of his tongue, and the thrust of his fingers within her, stretched her release out, then, before she realized, had toppled her over into another hard climax.
    Awash with pleasure, she was barely aware of him moving. His fingers slid from her, and he crawled up to bracket her body. She looked up. His face was harsh, the feral edges of the wolf showing in hard cheekbones and amber eyes. He caught her gaze, the expression in his eyes hot and wild. As though he wanted to eat her alive. Or fuck her senseless.
    She bit her lip as he grabbed her leg and hauled it over his hip. Still clothed, his hand shook when he reached to rip open his fly. His cock sprang free to slap against her belly, and leave a sticky smear of pre-cum. She moaned at the scent of his arousal on the air. Musky and hot, it made her normally dormant wolf sit up and take notice.
    “You’re mine,” he said, his voice lower than human, and dark with a note of possession. “All mine.”
    Then he drove inside her with one slick, hard thrust.
    She lost the ability to breathe, her lungs stilled for her body to process the long, hard length of his cock buried deep inside her. Forced her pussy to part around him. To accommodate him. She’d never felt so full in her life, almost too full as she fought to ride the edge between pure bliss and the burning pain that accompanied his penetration.
    “Oh lord…” she