Page 17 of Blood, Shadow & Claw

"Ooh! That feels good."

Slowly she began to grind, moving back and forth, rubbing herclit against my pubic bone. When she started to rock back and forth, my cock was so damn hard it could have hammered nails. Sweat poured down my back, and my hair was soaked. I had never had a sexual encounter so physically restraining before.

Of course, I wanted to move, pound into her until she knew without a doubt that she was mine and I was hers. But that wasn't what Mazie needed. She began to lift and sink on my cock. I noticed that her breathing was coming in rapid pants, and her face and tits were pink from exertion.

"Feel good, baby?"I asked through gritted teeth.

"So good,"she replied. "So very good."

Then Mazie made an impatient noise.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I can't,"she panted, "It's so close, but I just can't get there."

Her eyes were dark orbs of desire, silently pleading for a divine connection. I held her face in my hands, each finger tracing the delicate contours like an artist lost in his craft. Our lips melded together, hers plump and succulent, begging to be tasted and devoured. The sweetness of her mouth was addictive, sinfully decadent with every open-mouth kiss shared between us.

Thus began our erotic dance, her grinding on top of me while we worked out the rhythm that made us both wild with pleasure. The friction between us was driving me mad with lust—the sight of her moving atop me, the feeling of her wet heat engulfing me left no room for restraint.

As I teased and taunted her clit, she called out in ecstasy—"Yes! Right there!"That moment was pure bliss—I could feel myself teetering on the edge but holding back so we could ride this wave together.

I grabbed her hips and flipped us over, and then, lifting her hips, I re-entered her body and began to make love to her. In this position, I could use my thumb to rub her clit.

"Oh, yes! Please, Daddy, right there."

I was a goner. She was so uninhibited, so beautifully sexual, that I knew I wouldn't last very long.

I rubbed faster, flicking her clit rapidly until her cries filled theair. I bent over then, finding the juncture between her shoulder and neck, and gently bit down. I didn't know how it would feel for Mazie since I'd never experienced it myself.

But without prompt, Mazie turned her head and bit my neck in the same direction. The slight twinge of pain mixed with pleasure sent me spiraling over the edge. The mating bond was sealed with our bodies, bite, and passion. From this moment forward, Mazie and I were of one soul.

7

MAZIE

"Mazie girl, you realize I can smell you out there? You don't need to hide."

I rested my head against his office door, hating that I'd been caught. Ever since we had officially mated, I'd felt nervous that maybe he would realize I wasn't everything he wanted in a mate. Self-doubt was eating me alive. It had affected my training and was slowly driving me insane.

"I didn't mean to eavesdrop," I blurted out quickly as I opened the door.

I first noticed that his eyes were glued to his computer instead of looking at me entering.

"Is everything okay?" I commented lamely.

He nodded. "Yeah, come and look at this."

I went to where he was sitting and waited for him to lift me onto his lap. I snuggled against him and then looked at the screen to see what had captured his attention.

A reporter was speaking to a woman who looked very familiar. "That's my therapist, Dr. Baker!"

Ajax leaned forward and turned up the sound.

"... a twenty-seven-year-old woman from the B Districthas been missing for nearly three weeks. The missing person is named Mazie Green, a patient of Dr. Roberta Baker, who was willing to interview us. Doctor, when was the last time you spoke with Miss Green?"

I watched in horror as the reporter passed the mic to my therapist.

"Mazie came to her regularly scheduled appointment on the seventeenth. When she didn't return the following week, I immediately became concerned and contacted the police."

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