Page 110 of Love Bites Hard

He lifted a hand to my shirt and slowly tore through the fabric, cutting both it and my bra down the middle. He pushed the fabric open, and dragged a claw lightly over one of my nipples, making me shiver.

“I’m in charge tonight. Understand?”

“What if I don’t?”

His eyes flashed.

In a heartbeat, he had my pants and thong down my thighs and was thrusting inside me, hard.

My lips parted with a gasp, my hands landing on his shoulders as he fucked me roughly, dragging me to the edge fast. Before I could come, he pulled out.

And pushed me slowly to my knees.

I was panting when he pressed his cock to my lips, the length of it wet with my own slickness.

“Open,” Porter said.

I did.

He thrust into my mouth slowly, stopping before it grew uncomfortable for me. He worked himself in and out, letting me suck him and touch him until his cock was throbbing as he fought back his release.

“Tell me what I want to hear, mate,” he commanded, still fully possessed by his beastly instincts as he pulled out of my mouth enough to let me speak.

“I’m yours,” I said, desire making me drenched.

The game was over.

I just wanted him to screw me.

“And.”

“And you’re in charge tonight.”

Victory glittered in his eyes.

“You knew that even without me saying it, tho—oh!” I shrieked as he yanked me off the floor. I was pinned to the wall again a moment later as he fucked me harder than before.

All thoughts died as he pushed me into the first of many climaxes.

Maybe I loved the full moon.

twenty-three

IZZY

When I eventually woke up andtried to climb out of bed the next morning, Porter dragged me back in and kissed me.

Hard.

His mouth still tasted like my pleasure, which turned me on all over again.

I’d gone to sleep thinking I’d never be horny again, but that had clearly been wrong.

An hour later, we finally made it out of bed and to the shower. I thought about fishing my phone out of my pants—I was pretty sure it was still in the pocket—but Porter scooped me up off my feet before I could.

I laughed, meeting his heart-stopping grin with my own smile as he carried me back to the tub.

Maybe I’d started a new obsession for him.

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