Laurann Dohner - Wrath

“Oh yeah. And the fact that you can pick me up so easily and do it often? You make me feel sexy and feminine. I really appreciate that.”

“You are very desirable and all female.” He lowered her to his bed until she lay on it, released her and backed up. His hands gripped his towel and he dropped it to the floor. “See what you do to me?”

“Yeah.” She licked her lips, staring at his rigid cock, aimed right at her. “I see. Very impressive and I hope I do it for you all the time.” She wiggled, tore at her towel and tossed it to the floor. “I love looking at you. I could do it all day. I hate it when you get dressed.”

He moved to the night table, tore open the drawer and grabbed the lotion. Lauren smiled when he brought it back to the bed, lowered next to her and shoved the discarded towels under his knees to cushion them from the hard floor.

“You won’t need any of that. I’m already turned-on.” She knew she was wet and it had nothing to do with the shower. Wrath loved her and he was naked, wanted to mate her and that was all the incentive she needed to be ready for him.

A smile curved his mouth as he opened the lotion and held it out to her. “Touch me.”

She sat up and hesitated. “You want me to use that on you?”

“Yes. I’m too excited and I won’t last. Make me come first. Sit on the edge of the bed and face me.”

Okay. She was eager to put her hands on anything he wanted. She shifted enough to spread her legs open so he was between them. Her gaze locked on his cock and she opened a palm.

Wrath poured a generous amount of lotion into it and capped the bottle, just dropping it to the floor next to him. He hissed when she wrapped her hand around his shaft to spread the lotion and gripped him with her other hand too. The slick one slid to his nuts, cupping him there and she gently scored him with her fingernails while gripping his cock to give the hard length a gentle squeeze.

Wrath threw his head back, his body tensed and he growled. Lauren loved watching him, the way his body tightened to reveal the definition of each muscle, and her gaze fixated on his six-pack abs. Her tongue darted out and wet her lips as she leaned in and inhaled the smell of soap and man.

He jerked when her mouth opened on his ribs, her tongue laved the skin under his nipple and the tip traced the round, flat disk that grew taut at the slightest touch. His hands reached up, gripped her thighs, and his hips started to grind in slow, sensual thrusts to rub his cock in her hand.

“So sexy,” she breathed and backed up enough to look down and watch him, imagining him doing that inside her pussy. “I love the way you move.”

He growled as she stroked his shaft one-handed, teased the sensitive skin along the underside of his balls and scooted a little closer until her stomach brushed the head of his dick. His hands tightened on her, his breathing grew harsh and his cock began to swell bigger in her hold.

“That’s it, baby,” she urged. “Mark me.”

He jerked his head down to stare at her. She looked up and the raw passion in his eyes made her almost come. He snarled, flashed those sexy fangs of his and hot semen shot across her belly and ribs. His features tensed, his eyes narrowed, and watching him get off was enthralling.

His body stilled, the tremors eased as she stopped stroking him and his hold on her thighs relaxed. Lauren gasped when he suddenly gripped her arms, pushed her flat onto her back and released her. Big hands opened on her abdomen and she could feel him spreading his release over her skin. Her gaze met his as he leaned closer with a nearly feral expression.

“Mine,” he rasped. “I need you now. Spread your thighs wider and let me claim you.”

She parted her thighs more, a little stunned that he’d just come but wanted to be inside her. He did the unexpected instead of fucking her. He backed up a little and inhaled, growled loudly and glanced up once more.

“You carry my scent now.” A wickedly handsome grin curved his mouth, he licked his lips and adjusted his hold on her again, pinning her legs open and slowly lowered his face until hot breath fanned her pussy. “I want yours now.”

Her fingers clawed the bedding as a hot, thick tongue teased her clit. Wrath didn’t go at her gently or slowly. A hungry, near desperate mouth fastened onto the bundle of nerves, licked rapidly and snarls added a slight vibration to the ecstasy he was dishing out.

“Oh, Wrath,” she moaned.

He grew more aggressive, as if he was frantic to make her climax, nuzzled his face in tighter against her pussy and his bottom teeth lightly raked the supersensitive spot he paid special attention to. She moaned and he did it again, then again. Her back arched and she would have slammed her legs closed because it was too intense but Wrath wouldn’t allow it with his strong hands pinning her.

She cried out his name and enjoyed every mind-blowing wave of ecstasy that shook her body. His mouth tore away from her pussy, he rose and she opened her eyes just as he collapsed on top of her. Her arms were pulled above her head, he shackled her wrists together with the fingers and thumb of one hand and cupped her face.

“I’ll never let you go. I’ll die for you. I have to have you right now.”

He entered her pussy with his thick, still-rigid cock in one steady, slow thrust. Lauren gasped at being parted, taken. She unquestionably felt claimed when he paused while buried deep inside her and his body surrounded hers as he came down over her even more.

“Look at me,” he demanded.

Lauren couldn’t have looked away from his piercing gaze if she wanted to, not that she did. She watched his eyes narrow as he slowly withdrew until he almost left her pussy, he paused, but drove back into her deeply. Pleasure and oversensitivity made her gasp, her body still recovering from her climax.

“Take me, Lauren. Let me love you.”

She’d have done anything for him, given him anything at that moment. He moved again, slowly pulled back until he almost left her body then surged forward abruptly to make all those nerve endings inside jolt awake from the way he stroked them.

“I want to hold you,” she panted and tried to free her wrists but his hold just tightened.

“I’m in control and I need to stay that way. Your hands on me make me lose my mind.”

He held her down. Their gazes locked as he kept fucking her and Lauren had to admit it was sexy as hell being pinned, unable to do anything but feel Wrath, his powerful body driving into hers. He shifted his position, adjusted the angle of his cock and did it again. She cried out louder as more pleasure raced to her brain and Wrath grinned.

She wanted to ask him what was so amusing. Her body burned, the need to come again nearly unbearable, but she didn’t get the chance. He released her face, reached down to clutch the top of one thigh and began fucking her in earnest. He hammered her with his cock, hit that same spot over and over, rapidly, and she threw her head back. Her eyes closed—she couldn’t keep them open—and she forgot how to breathe as rapture rippled through her. A haze of white wiped out her ability to think, she screamed and the body over hers jerked enough to shake the bed.

A howl deafened her. Wrath’s hips bucked against her pussy and he came hard inside her. She could feel the swelling as he locked inside her. He released her wrists and thigh, braced his arms to avoid crushing her under his body and his face lowered until hot breath fanned her neck.

“Always, Lauren,” he whispered. “I give you my life, my loyalty and my heart forever.”

Her arms lifted, wrapped around his neck, and she clamped her legs around his ass to hold on to him as tightly as her exhausted body could.