Fated Ties: A Werewolf Paranormal Romance Novel (The Twisted Destiny Saga Book 3) Read Free Page B

he slammed her against the stacks.
    The force behind it caused some of the books to tumble from the shelves. She yelped as he did it again, slamming her into stack after stack as he claimed her mouth aggressively. When he finally stopped, his fingers slipped into the waistband of her pants and he tugged hard, forcing them down to her knees. He slid a finger along her slit, making sure she was ready to receive him. She smiled to herself. Even in his haste to take her, he still made sure she was all right.
    “Your body craves me, angel. So wet, so eager for my cock to fill you.”
    He slipped a finger inside her.
    “Yes! More,” she begged, bucking against him as his thick finger filled her.
    Her voice was so desperate that she barely recognized it. Her need to have him was almost painful. He had complete control over her body and her mind in that moment.
    “Yes. Beg me again,” he whispered, as he teased her by pumping his finger in and out of her tight heat excruciatingly slowly.
    She threw her head back, whimpering against his torture. “Please! Take me now!”
    He pulled his finger out of her so suddenly that she cried out in protest. He drew it along her bottom lip and then prodded between them.
    “Open,” he commanded. “Taste yourself.”
    She parted her lips and he slid his finger inside her mouth. She sucked hard and grinned at him as she saw what it was doing to him. It was all over his face. Dark, fiery eyes flashed at her. He was about to lose control.
    A moment later, he confirmed just that as he pulled away to rip open his pants. He freed himself, gripped her hips and hoisted her up, driving her down onto his hard cock.
    She cried out at his roughness.
    His gaze snapped to hers and she saw concern there. He was worried he’d hurt her. She’d never been with a vampire before, or anyone who even came close to matching his strength and she knew he was aware of that.
    “Fine. I’m fine,” she panted.
    “Angel.”
    “Really. Please. Don’t stop, Nathanial. Fuck me. Give me everything!” she basically screamed at him. Having him inside her, unmoving, was driving her out of her mind.
    Her words did something to him and, the next thing she knew, he was snarling and vamping out. He was releasing his inner demon. The vampire part of the man. A thrill ran through her as she watched it rise to the surface, watching his features contort and his fangs drop.
    And then he unleashed himself on her, pounding into her furiously, frantically. The stacks shook around them from his sheer power. He shielded her with his body as the books fell from their shelves, tumbling down around them. As they smacked into his back, he didn’t even react. He was focused solely on her.
    She cried out when he stopped abruptly. One of his hands, gripping her thighs, left her. She looked up to see him pushing against the stack behind them as it threatened to topple over onto them. It had to weigh more than a ton, yet, he eased it back into place with just one hand, his bicep straining under the pressure.
    “Your strength is….” she gasped.
    He lowered them to the floor without pulling out. In fact, he was still fucking her as he did.
    “What, angel?”
    “A turn-on,” she choked out. She used her power to push him onto his back. She straddled him quickly. “So…fucking…hot,” she breathed as she eased herself down onto his impressive length. She cried out as the tip of his cock hit that sweet spot deep within. “Yes! Yes!”
    To her surprise, he didn’t try to regain control. Instead, he leaned forward and clawed at her tank top, shredding through it. Her bra suffered the same fate a second later. His experienced fingers didn’t so much as scratch her flesh at all. He cocked an eyebrow at her as if to say: did you expect anything less than perfection from me?
    He kneaded her breasts. The sensation was incredible. He knew just how to touch her, how to please her. She responded by rolling her hips and grinding down on him