The Sweetest Mercy (Sexy Shifter Shorts) Read Free Page B

lion’s need take over, but that wasn’t to say he’d throw caution completely to the wind. After all, someone had to watch out for their fool neck.
    The wet warmth of her mouth was like heaven, gliding over his erection in a steady rhythm that had him pumping his hips just to get a little deeper. Kiera cupped his sac, pulling gently as she moaned and the vibration coupled with the new sensation of her hand as it worked his flesh was just… fucking… awesome.
    He didn’t give two shits if this was an ambush. There were worse ways to die.

    IF THIS WAS madness, then Kiera never wanted to be sane again.
    The man beneath her was sheer perfection, Adonis cast in bronze. She passed the flat of her tongue up the length of his erection, tasting the salty-sweet tang of his skin. A pearly drop of precum glistened at the tip and she sucked it away, eliciting a deep rumbling moan of pleasure that came from deep within Carter’s chest. She’d never been with a man so… big. Just another piece of evidence to convince her that this moment had nothing to do with reality. She stroked the hard, thick length of him as she sucked and nipped at the head of his cock, and Carter’s hips jerked convulsively followed by another of those deep, satisfied moans.
    “Ah, gods, yes. Just like that. You’re making me crazy, Kiera. We should stop,” he said through a panting breath. “We should definitely stop. Fuck. Do that thing with your tongue again.”
    She couldn’t help feeling a little smug over his reaction. There was power in pleasure and Kiera had this male at her mercy. Desire raged within her, her own need for release rising to a fevered pitch that pounded in her blood and settled low in her stomach. Pushing herself to stand, Kiera quickly shucked her underwear. While a captive, her cute black skirt had been a constant annoyance, but right now, it was a freakin’ godsend. She looked down at the man lying on the cold, hard ground, all but oblivious to the discomfort surrounding them. Kiera would have thought that in her madness, she could have at least imagined a better setting. A tropical beach at sunset. Or maybe a luxurious hotel suite with a hot tub and king-sized bed. Of course, she’d trade a fabulous setting for this man any day. It wasn’t every day that madness produced such a sinful fantasy. At least, she doubted it.
    “I want you, Carter,” Kiera said as she lowered herself over his body. This was madness after all, no time for sweet seduction and slowly undressing one another. The illusion could vanish at any moment and she didn’t want to waste a single moment. His growled response only spurred her on, the sound primal, a word without form. Finally the days of torturous need would come to an end. “And I want you to fuck me. Hard.”
    When her slick core brushed against the velvet smooth head of his erection, Kiera couldn’t help the desperate whimper that broke from her lips. Aroused to the point of near-pain, her swollen clit feathered against his hard flesh, nearly bringing her to orgasm with nothing more than a whisper of contact. Carter went rigid, and his jaw clenched as he gripped her hips in his hands, his body vibrating beneath her. “Don’t hold back,” she murmured, sensing that he was keeping himself in check. This wouldn’t do for her descent into madness. No, Kiera wanted total abandon.
    As if waiting for permission, Carter’s grip tightened and he pulled her down on him with one forceful thrust. Kiera gasped as he stretched her, filled her to the point that she was certain she couldn’t take much more of him. He eased out, and with a low moan thrust again, this time taking her deeper. Kiera threw her head back, reveling in the pleasure that tingled over her skin like cool rain on a too hot day. It had been so long… too long since she’d felt this way. And from the way Carter moved beneath her, it had been even longer for him.
    He held her tight, his hands coming around her hips to cup