Alpha Curves (Paranormal BBW Shifter Romance): Wolf Clan Book 3 by Christa Wick Page A
Authors: Christa Wick
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sense beyond the bedroom in which she had spent the night.
Cade definitely made her sloppy.
She forced a smirk from the right side of her mouth as an unbidden thought unfolded.
Sloppy in more ways than one, girlie.
Lips vibrating with a snarl, Iris told her brain to shut the fuck up. Rubbing sleep from her eyes, she swiveled until her feet touched the floor. She glanced at the dresser opposite the bed and the mirror atop it. She looked a mess, but she really shouldn't care. She wanted Cade to drop this "mate" bullshit. The worse she looked, the sooner he'd move on.
A small grin cracked the surface of her face. A nagging harpy at the bathroom door telling him to get his ass out before all the hot water was gone might nudge him a little further away. Smiling more broadly, she untangled the covers from her waist, stood and grabbed the bathroom supplies Esme had pulled from the closet and the duffel of clothes the little she-wolf had dropped off at Cade's.
Slinging the bag over her shoulder, Iris started down the hall toward the house's only bathroom. She stopped in front of the door and raised her hand to knock. Before she could land the first sharp rap of her knuckles against the wood, her knees went weak. The bag fell to the floor.
What was happening to her senses and what in the hell was Cade doing in there?
Heart racing, she braced one hand against the wall to keep from joining the bag on the floor as the sensation of an orgasm ripped through her.
Not her orgasm, but Cade’s.
The bastard was taking care of himself in the shower, stroking, squeezing...
She closed her eyes just to have them shocked open a second later when the bathroom door flew open. Cade stood in front of her, no more than a towel around his waist and the water still running in the shower behind him.
Her gaze glossed over his fierce expression to take in the broad, powerful chest and dark, wet hair matting against his skin. Her attention dipped to where his hips narrowed, the hair thinning to a line that traveled below the towel.
Two pearls of liquid stood out on his muscled abdomen.
Realizing the liquid wasn’t water, her mouth flooded with lust. Unthinking, she swiped a finger against one bead and brought it to her lips. Her already shaky legs began to collapse, her body sinking slowly toward the ground until Cade wrapped his arms around her.
The water coating his skin penetrated her nightgown as he growled at her. "You don’t get to run after doing that, baby."
"Doing what?" Iris looked up, genuinely confused as all the blood left her brain.
"Taste me," he rasped.
Still holding her upright, Cade walked them into her bedroom. In a haze, she felt her legs move with him, the hard bulge of his cock, his body heat through the towel, and her wet clothes sucking at her skin. He pushed her onto the bed, the towel falling from his hips as he bent over her.
Looking between their bodies, she caught her first glimpse of his cock. His whole body was powerful. The thick shaft with a head the size of a doorknob was no exception. More of his cum leaked from the small slit, the stream too steady for beads to fully form. She pressed against his chest as she rolled her lips in indecision. Something clawed inside her, wanting out. She shook her head, but could see he was too far gone to accept any weak protest she might make.
Cade pushed her gown up. His fingers curled around the gusset of her panties and then he ripped them from her. His fingers slid between her labia, scooped the wet evidence of her arousal and brought it to his mouth. He tasted her, just as she had tasted him. With her juices clinging to his hand, he captured her head and then his cock shoved into her hard and fast.
The knot formed immediately, stretching the flesh just inside her pussy. She opened her mouth to suck in burning air. He sealed his lips over hers, his tongue invading with the same force as his cock. Both hands wound through her hair, holding her in place as he kissed
Cade definitely made her sloppy.
She forced a smirk from the right side of her mouth as an unbidden thought unfolded.
Sloppy in more ways than one, girlie.
Lips vibrating with a snarl, Iris told her brain to shut the fuck up. Rubbing sleep from her eyes, she swiveled until her feet touched the floor. She glanced at the dresser opposite the bed and the mirror atop it. She looked a mess, but she really shouldn't care. She wanted Cade to drop this "mate" bullshit. The worse she looked, the sooner he'd move on.
A small grin cracked the surface of her face. A nagging harpy at the bathroom door telling him to get his ass out before all the hot water was gone might nudge him a little further away. Smiling more broadly, she untangled the covers from her waist, stood and grabbed the bathroom supplies Esme had pulled from the closet and the duffel of clothes the little she-wolf had dropped off at Cade's.
Slinging the bag over her shoulder, Iris started down the hall toward the house's only bathroom. She stopped in front of the door and raised her hand to knock. Before she could land the first sharp rap of her knuckles against the wood, her knees went weak. The bag fell to the floor.
What was happening to her senses and what in the hell was Cade doing in there?
Heart racing, she braced one hand against the wall to keep from joining the bag on the floor as the sensation of an orgasm ripped through her.
Not her orgasm, but Cade’s.
The bastard was taking care of himself in the shower, stroking, squeezing...
She closed her eyes just to have them shocked open a second later when the bathroom door flew open. Cade stood in front of her, no more than a towel around his waist and the water still running in the shower behind him.
Her gaze glossed over his fierce expression to take in the broad, powerful chest and dark, wet hair matting against his skin. Her attention dipped to where his hips narrowed, the hair thinning to a line that traveled below the towel.
Two pearls of liquid stood out on his muscled abdomen.
Realizing the liquid wasn’t water, her mouth flooded with lust. Unthinking, she swiped a finger against one bead and brought it to her lips. Her already shaky legs began to collapse, her body sinking slowly toward the ground until Cade wrapped his arms around her.
The water coating his skin penetrated her nightgown as he growled at her. "You don’t get to run after doing that, baby."
"Doing what?" Iris looked up, genuinely confused as all the blood left her brain.
"Taste me," he rasped.
Still holding her upright, Cade walked them into her bedroom. In a haze, she felt her legs move with him, the hard bulge of his cock, his body heat through the towel, and her wet clothes sucking at her skin. He pushed her onto the bed, the towel falling from his hips as he bent over her.
Looking between their bodies, she caught her first glimpse of his cock. His whole body was powerful. The thick shaft with a head the size of a doorknob was no exception. More of his cum leaked from the small slit, the stream too steady for beads to fully form. She pressed against his chest as she rolled her lips in indecision. Something clawed inside her, wanting out. She shook her head, but could see he was too far gone to accept any weak protest she might make.
Cade pushed her gown up. His fingers curled around the gusset of her panties and then he ripped them from her. His fingers slid between her labia, scooped the wet evidence of her arousal and brought it to his mouth. He tasted her, just as she had tasted him. With her juices clinging to his hand, he captured her head and then his cock shoved into her hard and fast.
The knot formed immediately, stretching the flesh just inside her pussy. She opened her mouth to suck in burning air. He sealed his lips over hers, his tongue invading with the same force as his cock. Both hands wound through her hair, holding her in place as he kissed
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