Alpha Curves (Paranormal BBW Shifter Romance): Wolf Clan Book 3 by Christa Wick Page B
Authors: Christa Wick
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and fucked.
His mouth moved to her neck. She felt the threat of fangs against her skin. A moan, her own, brought tears to her eyes.
"Shh, love." He tried to kiss her again but she averted her face.
Her lips quivered as she fought against her body’s growing response. Her breath came in short pants, the air passing her lips blue with witch light.
Cade kissed along her throat and the top of her shoulder. "Let go, Iris."
His words confused her. She was fighting like hell not to wrap her arms and legs around him, to lift when he dipped, to throw herself against him like the surf at high tide when his hips slowed to tease her cunt with soft little rolls.
She wasn’t holding on.
There was nothing to let go of.
He pulled back, the knot near the base of his cock ensuring he wouldn't slip out of her but allowing him to sit on his haunches. He wrapped her thighs around his hips and stared down at her exposed labia and clit. His thumb landed gently on her flesh where the silver ring pierced the thick hood.
His tongue came out to play against his top lip. He met her gaze, his thumb stroking lightly against the clit ring and the tender spine of need it penetrated.
"All night long I dreamt of touching you, my mouth here..." He pushed harder against the sensitive nodule and its metal ornament. The pleasure his touch created forced her hips up. His cock tugged inside her, the knot refusing to yield its position.
She brought her arms up to cover her face. She didn’t want Cade to see her coming even if the play of witch light over her convulsing body gave her away.
"You can’t hide, baby." He rubbed harder, the resulting jerks more violent as her pussy coiled around his cock. "Neither can your wolf. I see her -- I've always seen her."
Still shielding her face, she shook her head. She had no wolf, the witch light proved as much. Whatever she was, it was neither wolf nor human. Her ability to sense like a wolf and heal like one came from her magic. That left her a freak among mankind, the wolves and even the witches.
Cade exhaled, his whole body growing still. She couldn’t subside. Her hips moved in a small circle, all the motion in the room hers. She wiggled, dipped, rode his cock and the thumb he still held against her clit. The knot and fat head stretched her cunt with each thrust she forced against him. She could feel their round, unyielding mass crowding and stroking as a wave of release thundered through her.
"Enough!" Cade barked. He pushed forward, sinking deep into her. His hands wrapped around her wrists to force her arms above her head. He stared into her eyes, his wolf glowing in his gaze as he began to make shallow pumps against her mound. "You’re going to look at me the next time you come."
She tried to shut her eyes but his growl forced them wide.
"I can see her hiding inside you."
She shook her head. There was no wolf inside her. If there was one, then Iris had stayed away from her pack -- from her mate -- for more than a decade with no reason. She hadn't been beside her grandmother as the woman died. All those years would have been wasted.
"Baby, she wants to howl." He kissed her and this time she didn’t seek to evade his lips. She groaned down his throat as fresh tension built between her thighs.
He sank deep, the pressure of his thick shaft making her eyes roll up. His back contorted in a way only shifters could move. Feeling the knot in his cock swell bigger, Iris cried out. She knew what came next, needed him out of her but her body wouldn’t cooperate. She arched against him, her moans urging him on, her whimpers a plea for him to release inside her.
Cade bit lightly at her lips, his tongue curling along their underside between nips. He grew still. His broad chest rose and fell in deep breaths. She opened her eyes, stared into his. Just as when he had frozen earlier, Iris couldn’t stop moving against Cade’s body. Her cunt hugged his cock, sucked and squeezed at the head and knot, coiled
His mouth moved to her neck. She felt the threat of fangs against her skin. A moan, her own, brought tears to her eyes.
"Shh, love." He tried to kiss her again but she averted her face.
Her lips quivered as she fought against her body’s growing response. Her breath came in short pants, the air passing her lips blue with witch light.
Cade kissed along her throat and the top of her shoulder. "Let go, Iris."
His words confused her. She was fighting like hell not to wrap her arms and legs around him, to lift when he dipped, to throw herself against him like the surf at high tide when his hips slowed to tease her cunt with soft little rolls.
She wasn’t holding on.
There was nothing to let go of.
He pulled back, the knot near the base of his cock ensuring he wouldn't slip out of her but allowing him to sit on his haunches. He wrapped her thighs around his hips and stared down at her exposed labia and clit. His thumb landed gently on her flesh where the silver ring pierced the thick hood.
His tongue came out to play against his top lip. He met her gaze, his thumb stroking lightly against the clit ring and the tender spine of need it penetrated.
"All night long I dreamt of touching you, my mouth here..." He pushed harder against the sensitive nodule and its metal ornament. The pleasure his touch created forced her hips up. His cock tugged inside her, the knot refusing to yield its position.
She brought her arms up to cover her face. She didn’t want Cade to see her coming even if the play of witch light over her convulsing body gave her away.
"You can’t hide, baby." He rubbed harder, the resulting jerks more violent as her pussy coiled around his cock. "Neither can your wolf. I see her -- I've always seen her."
Still shielding her face, she shook her head. She had no wolf, the witch light proved as much. Whatever she was, it was neither wolf nor human. Her ability to sense like a wolf and heal like one came from her magic. That left her a freak among mankind, the wolves and even the witches.
Cade exhaled, his whole body growing still. She couldn’t subside. Her hips moved in a small circle, all the motion in the room hers. She wiggled, dipped, rode his cock and the thumb he still held against her clit. The knot and fat head stretched her cunt with each thrust she forced against him. She could feel their round, unyielding mass crowding and stroking as a wave of release thundered through her.
"Enough!" Cade barked. He pushed forward, sinking deep into her. His hands wrapped around her wrists to force her arms above her head. He stared into her eyes, his wolf glowing in his gaze as he began to make shallow pumps against her mound. "You’re going to look at me the next time you come."
She tried to shut her eyes but his growl forced them wide.
"I can see her hiding inside you."
She shook her head. There was no wolf inside her. If there was one, then Iris had stayed away from her pack -- from her mate -- for more than a decade with no reason. She hadn't been beside her grandmother as the woman died. All those years would have been wasted.
"Baby, she wants to howl." He kissed her and this time she didn’t seek to evade his lips. She groaned down his throat as fresh tension built between her thighs.
He sank deep, the pressure of his thick shaft making her eyes roll up. His back contorted in a way only shifters could move. Feeling the knot in his cock swell bigger, Iris cried out. She knew what came next, needed him out of her but her body wouldn’t cooperate. She arched against him, her moans urging him on, her whimpers a plea for him to release inside her.
Cade bit lightly at her lips, his tongue curling along their underside between nips. He grew still. His broad chest rose and fell in deep breaths. She opened her eyes, stared into his. Just as when he had frozen earlier, Iris couldn’t stop moving against Cade’s body. Her cunt hugged his cock, sucked and squeezed at the head and knot, coiled
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