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her pussy seared through his jeans. He knew he d find her wet and ready for him, sweet
pussy begging for his touch, his mouth, his cock. Fuck, he wanted it all. He craved her
body like a drug.
Ricker rocked against her heat, slid his cloth-covered length along her pussy and
smiled at her groan. Pulling his lips from hers, he spoke against her mouth, hips
keeping a steady rhythm.
Like that, Kit? Like my cock against this hot pussy? You want me there, don t
you? Want my dick in your cunt. A gasp escaped her just as a tremor wracked her
body and Ricker didn t fight the grin tugging at his lips. Like that? Do you want me to
tell you what I m gonna do to you, Kit?
Yes. Madison wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her face to his
shoulder, her hips grinding over his cock, keeping their arousal rising with every
breath.
I m going to take you into this house and right to the bedroom. No stopping
along the way. As soon as we cross the threshold, you better be ready for me because
once I start, I won t stop. These jeans, the ones keeping my cock out of your soaking
pussy? They re shredded, Kit. Gone. He pushed hard against her, seam rubbing hers
and giving her more friction. Panties too. Then I m going to taste this sweet pussy. My
pussy. It belongs to me, doesn t it? She nodded against his heated skin and he
continued. You re gonna come in my mouth, Kit. Scream my name. Then I m going to
fuck you. You can t wait for my cock, can you? Your needy little cunt is going to suck
me in. Ricker kept the words low, body moving and keeping her on edge. Fuck, his
cock hurt. The tiger inside was loving the hell out of their game, enjoyed making their
mate needy, wet and hot. But it was hell on his dick. I m going to ride you hard. Shove
my dick in and out of your tight little cunt until you scream. Or maybe I ll take your
ass.
Ricker. She clawed at his shoulders, half-shifted nails slicing through his shirt
and right down to skin.
You wanna know why, Kit?
She nodded and nipped his neck, the coppery scent of his blood wafting into the
air.
Because you re mine.
Ricker didn t give her a chance to reply. A quick loosening of his control on the
beast gave him a little extra strength and he half-turned, Madison still in his arms. It
took barely a nudge to bust the door open, sending splinters flying into the house. But
he didn t care. The tiger wouldn t let anyone near them while they loved on their mate.
Ricker the man would slide his cock into her ass while the tiger remained alert. He had
not doubt the cat would roar if someone interrupted them now.
Hey! Madison growled against his neck.
I ll fix it. Just as soon as you come on my tongue, Kit. He brushed his lips
across her ear. Don t you want me to make you come? Lick that needy clit?
A whimper was her response.
Following his nose, Ricker navigated the home, thumping across the living room,
past a kitchen and then down the hall. Her scent grew stronger with every step, the
sweetness tinged with the stench of cleaning products. They d told him they d cleaned
everything and he was glad for it. There was no way he could ve brought his mate to a
tainted space. A handful of steps into the room and he tossed his mate to the bed, her
body bouncing on the soft surface, legs spread.
Damn, that s pretty. Get ready, Kit. I m gonna make you scream.
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Uh, yes, please.
Maddy watched her mate whip his shirt over his head, exposing hardened
muscles. She still hadn t gotten the chance to lick and taste each line. And from the way
he was staring at her, she didn t think it d happen any time soon.
Next, he kicked off his shoes and shucked his jeans, leaving him nude before her,
long, thick cock hard and ready. He reached down to stroke his shaft, pump his dick
from bottom to top and then rubbed his thumb over the tip.
Whimpering, she licked her lips, aching for a taste of him once again.
Next time, Kit. Right now, I m hungry.
Ricker reached for her then, popped the button on her jeans, tugged the zipper
and then yanked the cotton material from her body leaving her clad in skimpy lace
panties.
Shit, Madison. His voice was a deep growl and she watched as his fangs grew.
Ricker put his knee on the bed and leaned toward her, gaze intent on the
juncture of her thighs. She spread her legs, anxious for his mouth on her, tongue
lapping at her heat.
He eased his other knee to the soft surface and kneeled, lowering his elbows to
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