The Lycan and His Witch by Anastasia Maltezos Page A

steady on his face. Her breasts spilled from
their confinement and his loins tightened violently. He swallowed
hard.
    As if she had all the time in
the world, she let the dress drop to the floor and stepped away
from it. Her hands went to the waist band of her undergarments and
she slid them down over her sultry, creamy hips, past her womanhood
down to the floor.
    Naked, she stepped away from
them and stared at him with a mixture of nervous anticipation.
Bryce forgot about what they were talking about and had only one
thought in his mind. To take her and make her his.
    He growled as he flung the rug
from his hips and reached for her.
    She gasped softly as he lifted
her in his arms and carried her to her bedroom.
     
    * * * *
     
    Zora was both frightened and
excited as he lay down beside her and gathered her in his arms. His
kiss was long and hot and by the time he lifted his head, her heart
was racing like a thoroughbred.
    Slowly, he trailed hot kisses
along her shoulder and her arm. She moaned with pleasure, her eyes
closed, and when his mouth slid to her breast, she inhaled sharply
at the spasm of pleasure that ran through her body. He suckled and
lathed and nibbled until she couldn’t take the sweet pain. Growling
softly, he moved to the other breast and attacked it with the same
passion. Zora thought she was going to die.
    Her body was in flames. She
ached with pleasure, she throbbed with pain, and a spasm of delight
shook her as he ran his hand over her belly towards her mound as he
continued to ravish her breasts.
    The moment his hand found the
most intimate, private part of her body, she jolted violently off
the bed. He sensually caressed her silken folds and she squeezed
her eyes and lifted her lower body off the bed. He lifted his head
from her throbbing breast and gave her a smouldering gaze before he
drove his finger into her. She gasped and bucked under his hand and
he stifled her cries with his mouth. As he kissed her passionately,
he inserted a second finger into her moist opening, and Zora moaned
with pleasure. He inserted and withdrew his fingers continuously
while he kissed her passionately and Zora felt a mounting wave of
ecstasy rise from her limbs.
    Then, she climaxed as spasm upon
spasm made her cry out in bliss. She didn’t even have time to enjoy
the aftermath of what he’d done to her because in that moment, he
stopped kissing her, knelt between her legs, spreading them wider
with his knee. His dark gaze fastened on hers and she gasped softly
when she felt the tip of his rigid shaft on her opening. His face
was taut as he drove into her.
    She stiffened for a brief moment
after a flash of pain. His penis filled her more than his fingers
and it took her a moment to adjust to his size.
    She sucked in a sharp breath
when he started to move. He drove deep inside her and withdrew
nearly all the way before he plummeted deep inside her again. Her
body responded and began to match his movements.
    Zora was soaring again, and she
couldn’t stop it if she wanted to. She clutched his shoulders for
dear life, digging her nails into his skin and she released a long
cry before her body shattered into a million pieces.
    And with one final thrust, Bryce
threw his head back and roared his release.
    He fell to her side and held her
tight against him as they struggled to catch their breaths.
    Something at the back of Zora’s
mind nudged her, but she ignored it, basking in the warm aftermath
of their lovemaking. She drew her arm over his chest and kissed his
face. Mm, he smelled good.
    A low, deep growl rose from her
throat. Zora released a shaky laugh, startled that the sound came
from her throat. “You smell good enough to eat,” she said, smiling
at him, but he wasn’t smiling back.
    His eyes were filled with fierce
pride and love. Wait a minute! Was that her voice? “Bryce, why do I
sound—”
    She sounded hollow, eerie, and
then it hit her. She was turning. “Is it going to hurt?” She
squeezed her eyes,