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only vague memories of the last time she’d gone through
this, mostly hazy recollections of being bound and writhing in
pleasure as John used every trick he knew -- and an impressive
collection of sex toys -- to bring her through it.
    She shivered and dug her fingernails into
Connor’s chest. The need inside her twisted, became a dull, empty
ache as she whimpered and rocked against his stomach. “My instincts
don’t want to be in charge right now.”
    He grinned again and dragged his fingers
down her body, tickling over her belly. “Then why’d you flip me
over and pin me down?”
    The answer came without thought. “To see if
I could.”
    Connor laughed and moved. Her back hit the
bed, and he pinned both wrists above her head. “I let you.”
    Arousal burned through her, fast and out of
control as she struggled against his grip. The wolf howled
satisfaction when his fingers tightened and held her still. “Like
it -- like it better when -- when you don’t --” Her panting breaths
made speech impossible, and she gave up and arched her head back in
silent submission.
    He laved her skin with his
tongue as he pushed her legs apart and nudged his hard cock against
her. He finally -- finally -- bit down on her throat with enough force to mark her
skin. Before she could do more than register the faint, fleeting
pain, he entered her with a long, quick thrust.
    “ Fuck!” At least there was
one word left she could say. Zoe closed her eyes and moaned
satisfaction and approval. “Fuck me, fuck me -- please
--”
    He hesitated, then let go of her wrist and
reached down to push her legs higher on his body. “How?”
    She whimpered. “Don’t know -- don’t --”
Desire clawed at her until she tightened her legs on his hips and
turned her head to bite his arm. Hard.
    Connor hissed in a breath, then snapped his
hips against hers with a growl. “That hurt.”
    “ Yeah?” She lifted her free
hand and raked her nails down his back. “Then stop me.”
    “ Sure.” He stilled, his
cock buried deep inside her.
    She whimpered again and tried to force him
to move. He growled again and flexed his hips just a bit.
    It should have driven her wild, frustrated
her to the point of pain. Instead the wolf rumbled her satisfaction
at the evidence of strength, of dominance. She panted and clung to
his shoulder as she closed her eyes. “How do you know? How do you
know what I need?”
    “ What you need is what I
need, only in reverse.” He murmured the hoarse words into the curve
of her neck. “That’s instinct. Wouldn’t work any other
way.”
    It didn’t seem right for some reason, but
she couldn’t figure out why. Not with his body pressing hers into
the bed and his cock rubbing against some hungry spot inside her
with every tiny flex of his hips. She buried her face in his neck
and inhaled his scent, strong and masculine and free of overbearing
cologne. Woman and wolf both agreed he smelled as perfect as he
felt.
    His teeth closed on her skin again, and he
moved a little more with each rock of his hips. “What did you do
last time?” he asked breathlessly. “How did you make it?”
    “ He -- he tied me down and
--” She shuddered and hissed in a breath when he shifted the angle
of his hips just enough to bump his cock against her G-spot again.
She forgot what she was saying, forgot everything but the
tightening in her limbs that meant orgasm was close.
    He stopped again. “Tied you down and…?”
    Zoe snarled and bucked her hips
up, frantic with need. “Tied me down and fucked me, and not just with his
cock.”
    He groaned and resumed his leisurely pace,
though his shoulders were rigid and trembling. “What else did he
fuck you with?”
    “ Fingers.” She groaned and
tried to meet his thrusts. “Tongue. Vibrators.”
    Connor laughed, a low, feral sound. “You
should have said so. I can do all those things.”
    The thought was so intoxicating it sent her
tumbling over the edge. She dug her heels into his back