Freeing the Beast: Taming the Beast, Book 1 by Tina Donahue Page B

his thick pelt. Cupping his balls, she fondled them gently.
    He wasn’t as delicate with her clit. Licking, suckling, claiming until her knees shook and her body felt too heavy to keep up.
    On a whimper then a strained moan, Becca fought climax, never wanting it to end.
    Eric was the same. Every time he came close to release, he tensed his legs and curled his toes, clearly battling it. He concentrated on her pleasure instead, circling the area around her nub, then unexpectedly licking her clit once more, keeping her off guard.
    Needy. Wanting.
    Damp with perspiration, close to collapse, Becca submitted, delivering herself to him, welcoming the extraordinary sensations that rolled through her.
    All while she continued to work his cock in and out of her mouth.
    With a burst of willpower she couldn’t match, he suckled her clit as it had never been suckled before.
    Becca came on a joyous squeal. His piercing shout signaled his release, along with his come spurting into her mouth. Still struggling for air, she drank his creamy fluid, loving its flavor, so different from the warlocks, demons and weres she’d hooked up with.
    They were mere immortals.
    She’d just tasted ambrosia from a god. Eric was definitely that. Perfect in every way. Especially now. With the help of the second potion, the first had worked as it should, releasing just enough of his beast. Definitely the best part.
    For seconds he heaved air, then coughed, sighed and finally quieted down.
    Leaving too much silence and time to talk.
    About what? The babes he’d snare now?
    At last, Becca felt horribly naked and downright foolish. The same as in middle school when she’d screwed up enough courage to ask one of the less-than-cool guys to the homecoming dance, a huge deal. He’d said yes then cancelled two days before the event when a cuter girl asked him to go with her. The rest of the school year had been awful, having to run into him constantly, noting his disinterest in her, his adoration for the other girl.
    That wasn’t something Becca intended to repeat with Eric.
    With his next yawn, she crawled off the table, grabbed her clothes and held them in front of her.
    Eric went from sleepy to alert in a second. “What are you doing?”
    “Leaving. Go on, get dressed. You can leave too.”
    “Leave, are you kidding?”
    “The potion worked.”
    “Yeah, I know.” He tried to sit up. The restraints stopped him.
    Shit. She’d forgotten about them. “Hold on.” With one arm, Becca held her clothes to her boobs as she undid his right wrist. “There.” She backed away again. “You can get the others yourself.”
    “What’s wrong?”
    “Nothing. I have work to do.”
    He glanced at her cunt, exposed beneath her clothes, still wet from his tongue. “Now?”
    “Yeah. Glad the portion worked. You did good.” She gave him a thumbs-up and escaped into the hall, not considering what her coworkers might think about her nudity and what just happened. Becca simply needed to flee her feelings about Eric.

Chapter Five
    Talk about feeling like a piece of meat.
    He did good ?
    As opposed to what? Something that would have kept Becca on top of him, indulging in her X-rated fantasies, loving his balls and cock?
    Eric figured he’d done something wrong, but couldn’t imagine what it might have been. He’d behaved like the badass he’d always wanted to be, ordering her around, demanding she strip. She’d had no problem with that, or him gorging on her slick pussy. Hell, he’d suckled her rigid little clit with far more than finesse, he’d adored it with damn need, deliberately driving her wild. He’d lifted his hips so she could play with his boys.
    Aw shit, that had been sweet. The rasp of her tongue on his sac, the taste of her mouth and then her nub had made his ears buzz. Her womanly scent still invaded this room and his senses, turning his legs to jelly.
    What they’d shared had been so damn nice. No, it had been fucking great. Yet here he was nude