Page 55 of Wed Or Dead

Then he was kissing her neck and she could just moan and shudder because, oh,yes,that part of her body was sensitive. When he used the edge of his teeth in the lightest of caresses, her eyes closed and her tight nipples pushed into his chest.

“Bed,” he muttered against her. “I want?—”

Her eyes opened. “No.” Because this was also about what she wanted. Her hand pushed against his chest. That wonderful, naked chest and all those fabulous muscles.

Her sex clenched in eager anticipation. Soon he’d be thrusting deep and hard into her, but first, Kayla had other plans.

He was naked. His thick cock pushed up toward her. So she wrapped her hands around the aroused length that she craved. Stroked him. Pumped once. Twice. He swelled even more beneath her fingers.

Her mouth had gone dry. She wanted to taste him.

Kayla eased onto her knees.

“Sweetheart, you don’t have to do this.”

She put her mouth on him. That move shut up her wolf. Gage’s eyes seemed to roll back into his head. She licked him. Sucked him. Loved his taste.

Her hands wrapped around the base of his cock as she took him into her mouth. Deeper.Deeper. She tasted him with each caress of her lips and tongue. Salty, wild. He tasted just the way she’d thought he would.

His hands were slammed against the wall now. Not on her. Gage wasn’t trying to guide her movements or force her to take more of him. No. He was staring down at her with feral eyes. His claws were out—inthat wall. And a ragged groan that was her name tore from his lips.

She smiled up at him, then took him deeper.

“Kayla.”

She wanted him to come so she could taste every single bit of him.

His claws ripped from the wood. He grabbed her. She started to flinch away. His claws?—

“Never…hurt you.” His voice was barely human.

And he wasn’t hurting her. He was yanking her clothes off, tossing them aside, and pretty much shredding the material with his claws, but hewasn’thurting her.

Then he was lifting her against the wall. His claws never even skimmed her skin. He lifted her up and parted her legs.

Kayla guided his cock to her core. When he thrust, she arched toward him so that his dick sank deep within her.Yes.

Their eyes locked. She couldn’t look away from him. There was so much intensity in his stare.

Her sex clenched around his cock. Thrust. Withdraw. Thrust.

Kayla’s hands locked around his shoulders as she rose up and then slid down, pushing back against him. She wasn’t going to be able to hold back for long. She was too aroused. Slick, sensitive, her body greedily clutched him with every driving thrust of his cock. Again and again and again.

She opened her mouth.Screamedhis name. Kayla didn’t care who heard her.

Then he came inside of her. A hot rush of release that just sent the pleasure crashing over her again. She held onto Gage, digging her nails into his flesh. Marking him because no matter what the hell else happened between them, there was one thing that she was sure of. One absolute thing.

Mine.

Gage belonged to her.

New clothes were broughtto them. A good thing, because the ripped look wouldn’t have worked so well for Kayla. She dressed quickly and tried to peek at Gage’s ass only three times.

Four.

Clearing her throat, she turned away. “I need to talk with the demon.” Curtis might be able to tell her more about what had happened to her brother. She’d drill him, then start a search plan.

If her brother had left the compound, that meant he’d realized the truth about Lyle. He’d known she wasn’t lying. He believed her.

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