Bought by the Puma (Studly Shifters Book 1) by Ashley Hunter Page A
Authors: Ashley Hunter
Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Paranormal, Vampires, Ghosts, Demons & Devils, Angels, Werewolves & Shifters, Witches & Wizards
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his balls slapping against her pussy. Whitney's hands clenched into fists as she thrust back, taking more of him in. This felt exquisite. They had barely done any foreplay and already Whitney was speeding towards her orgasm.
Simon didn't let up even when Whitney reached her peak and screamed his name, her pussy clamping around his cock. If anything, he thrust even faster, jack-hammering into her pussy as Whitney's first orgasm merged into a second one and she was left shuddering from the high.
A moment after her second orgasm began to abate Simon let out a shout and thrust one last time, Whitney feeling his seed filling her. Then he leant over her, pressing his forehead to her back, his breath cool on her skin. Whitney slumped against the stairs, resting her head against the step. Her head was spinning.
If sex with Simon was like this all the time, she should have tried to seduce him earlier.
She was so limp from the exertion that when Simon pulled out and pulled her into his arms, carrying her up the stairs to the bedroom, that Whitney didn't resist. She wanted more.
And when Simon laid her on the bed, she got more.
Chapter 6: The Finale Night
Simon leant against the back door and watched as Whitney stood on the grass, wearing tight yoga pants and a sports bra, going through her yoga poses. He had discovered that she was a yoga fiend and practised it three times a week. Because it wasn't quite big enough in the lounge and the weather was nice, Whitney had taken to practising in the back yard.
He liked watching her. She was fluid in her movements, first reaching up to the sky before swooping down to grasp her ankles and placing her head on her knees. Simon had discovered how incredibly flexible she was; some of the positions they had tried in bed had been both eye opening and incredible. He didn't think he'd had more fun in bed in his life.
Their sex was beyond steamy. Whitney was more than prepared to be told what to do, eagerly following his commands. Simon couldn't believe how pliable she was to his orders and followed without arguing. Natalya had questioned him whenever he gave orders but she had been a challenging personality. Looking back, Simon knew that was when they would clash and break apart.
While Whitney was submissive and allowed him to tell her what to do, Simon never pushed it. And he let her take control as well, choosing sessions when he would let her take charge. It was hard letting go and handing the reins over but he was glad he did; Whitney's prowess was amazing. He couldn't get enough of her.
They had done more than just have sex in the last two weeks. During the day, Simon would go out and track Grattidge, finding out his routine and finding as much evidence as he could.
Whitney would stay at the cottage and work on her own thing. The talk of her helping him nail Grattidge had been dropped, their time together too precious to be speaking about things like that. They did their own thing and came together in the evening, with Whitney cooking before they watched a movie or spent the rest of the night talking.
Either way, they always ended up having sex.
Simon preferred, however, to think of it as making love. And he did love Whitney. She was quick-witted, funny and sweet. There was a lot more to her than met the eye and Simon never tired of finding out something new about her. He even managed to talk to her about his past and growing up in foster care after losing his parents as an adolescent.
But he hadn't told her about being a shifter. Not yet. He didn't think she could handle that just yet. Until he knew of her feelings towards him, he was keeping that to himself. At least, until Grattidge had been dealt with. It was too dangerous to take a mate while there was a dangerous man out there.
Simon wasn't taking chances with his mate.
Whitney stretched up against towards the sun and lowered her hands to the ground, placing her
Simon didn't let up even when Whitney reached her peak and screamed his name, her pussy clamping around his cock. If anything, he thrust even faster, jack-hammering into her pussy as Whitney's first orgasm merged into a second one and she was left shuddering from the high.
A moment after her second orgasm began to abate Simon let out a shout and thrust one last time, Whitney feeling his seed filling her. Then he leant over her, pressing his forehead to her back, his breath cool on her skin. Whitney slumped against the stairs, resting her head against the step. Her head was spinning.
If sex with Simon was like this all the time, she should have tried to seduce him earlier.
She was so limp from the exertion that when Simon pulled out and pulled her into his arms, carrying her up the stairs to the bedroom, that Whitney didn't resist. She wanted more.
And when Simon laid her on the bed, she got more.
Chapter 6: The Finale Night
Simon leant against the back door and watched as Whitney stood on the grass, wearing tight yoga pants and a sports bra, going through her yoga poses. He had discovered that she was a yoga fiend and practised it three times a week. Because it wasn't quite big enough in the lounge and the weather was nice, Whitney had taken to practising in the back yard.
He liked watching her. She was fluid in her movements, first reaching up to the sky before swooping down to grasp her ankles and placing her head on her knees. Simon had discovered how incredibly flexible she was; some of the positions they had tried in bed had been both eye opening and incredible. He didn't think he'd had more fun in bed in his life.
Their sex was beyond steamy. Whitney was more than prepared to be told what to do, eagerly following his commands. Simon couldn't believe how pliable she was to his orders and followed without arguing. Natalya had questioned him whenever he gave orders but she had been a challenging personality. Looking back, Simon knew that was when they would clash and break apart.
While Whitney was submissive and allowed him to tell her what to do, Simon never pushed it. And he let her take control as well, choosing sessions when he would let her take charge. It was hard letting go and handing the reins over but he was glad he did; Whitney's prowess was amazing. He couldn't get enough of her.
They had done more than just have sex in the last two weeks. During the day, Simon would go out and track Grattidge, finding out his routine and finding as much evidence as he could.
Whitney would stay at the cottage and work on her own thing. The talk of her helping him nail Grattidge had been dropped, their time together too precious to be speaking about things like that. They did their own thing and came together in the evening, with Whitney cooking before they watched a movie or spent the rest of the night talking.
Either way, they always ended up having sex.
Simon preferred, however, to think of it as making love. And he did love Whitney. She was quick-witted, funny and sweet. There was a lot more to her than met the eye and Simon never tired of finding out something new about her. He even managed to talk to her about his past and growing up in foster care after losing his parents as an adolescent.
But he hadn't told her about being a shifter. Not yet. He didn't think she could handle that just yet. Until he knew of her feelings towards him, he was keeping that to himself. At least, until Grattidge had been dealt with. It was too dangerous to take a mate while there was a dangerous man out there.
Simon wasn't taking chances with his mate.
Whitney stretched up against towards the sun and lowered her hands to the ground, placing her
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