Page 41 of Blood Pack Beginning

He leaned close and blew hotly against her sex and was gratified as a quiver went through her. Next, he parted her nether lips with his tongue and licked. Licked and groaned at the taste of her.

Her fingers laced through his hair as she held on, uttering soft grunts of enjoyment, her hips thrusting lightly in time with his licks. He paused his feasting of her honey to flick her clit with his tongue, teasing it and making it swell. When he grabbed it with his lips in a gentle pinch, she gasped.

“Yes, yes,” she chanted as her hips undulated, thrusting against his mouth.

He wasn’t about to stop, but he also wasn’t letting her come. Not yet. Not so soon. When he felt her drawing too close to the edge, he stopped and simply blew hotly on her, until she whimpered.

“Don’t tease.”

He would tease if he wanted to. He wanted to enjoy this moment. He nuzzled her and began licking again, savoring the unique flavor of her, until she whispered, “Fuck me.”

Not a command he could resist.

He stood and found himself distracted by her breasts. He latched onto a pert nipple and sucked, teasing the taut bud, drawing it into his mouth.

While he suckled, he slid a hand between her legs to rub against her clit. She swayed and moaned, her hands clutching at his shoulders. He slid a finger into her. She clenched it tight. He dipped another, and her hips jerked as she tried to fuck those digits.

Might have come on them, too, if he wasn’t greedy. He wanted to feel her orgasm on his cock.

His arm wrapped around her waist and lifted, partially turning her so her back rested against the shower wall. Her legs parted, and the tip of his cock found the entrance to her sex and teased it.

She wasn’t in the mood for playing though. Her thighs gripped him around his waist and cinched tight, drawing his cock into her hot and slick channel.

It felt so fucking good. She kissed him as he held her up, her ass filling his palms, her pussy gripping him tight. His hips rotated as he ground himself deeper. Stuffing her channel with his cock. Making her tighten. Which led to him pulsing and thrusting harder.

“Yes, that’s it. Keep hitting that spot,” she murmured.

He tapped her G-spot harder, the deep nudges making her sex squeeze his cock in a way that was pleasurable pain. He wanted to come so fucking bad, but he held on, held on until he felt that ripple. Until he heard the low moan and her body went rigid.

Only then did he let himself spill. Coming more intensely than he’d ever experienced. Almost blacking out as if his orgasm drained every last bit of strength from him. However, even though weak in the knees, he never lost his grip on her.

When she murmured, “Hot damn, Grouchy. I knew it would be good, but I wasn’t expecting it to bethatgood,” his chest swelled, even as his mind tried to tell him what it meant. Insisted that there was a reason their sex was exceptionally epic.

But he wasn’t ready for that truth yet.

So he set her on her feet, turned her into the spray, and said, “Soap up, Shorty.”

“Shorty?” She turned a glare on him. “Didn’t you learn your lesson last time?”

“Would you prefer Pint-Sized? Or Munchkin?”

Her scowl made him laugh.

He should have known she’d get him back.

She grabbed him by the balls and purred, “Care to repeat that?”

He kissed her and growled against her lips. “Keep holding me like that, and you’ll be a wrinkled prune before we get out of this shower.”

They both were by the time they dried off.

But Cyrus didn’t mind, because, while he might not have left any teeth marks on her flesh, there was no doubting: he’d found his mate.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Sasha couldn’t help grinning.Her tryst with Cyrus had been quite satisfying. The man knew how to please. Hopefully he would continue to do so after she took his friends as lovers. It wasn’t greed that had her determined to sleep with all three, but need. Blame a high sex drive, which she’d been neglecting because sturdy lovers didn’t exactly come along every day.

The unintentional link between her and Cyrus proved interesting. She wouldn’t have thought such a small sample of blood would have had an effect. It made her wonder if the same thing would happen if the other two Lycans were given a taste. Would they want such a connection, though?

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