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Authors: Christa Wick
Alpha Curves (Paranormal BBW Shifter Romance): Wolf Clan Book 3 (19 page)
Cade brought his mouth to hers. His lips brushed softly against her as his hips settled between her thighs. She felt the bulge of him, the hardness. His tongue slipped into her mouth, the gesture tender.
"You won't lose your independence, baby," he whispered against her ear.
The need to pant eased. Her chest expanded slowly, her nipples brushing against his chest to draw a needy groan from the she-wolf.
"Equals?" Iris managed to ask, holding a tight rein on the need to squirm against him. Unsurprisingly, he had anticipated the fear tugging at her before she could name it herself. It wasn't the recently refreshed memory of Hank or all the violence she had witnessed in the last few weeks, beginning with the death of her closest human friend for the better half of the last decade. It was twelve years of knowing, every single day, she couldn't count on anyone or anything other than her own strength to survive and, now, quite suddenly, knowing she had to give up some of that absolute control to remain with the pack and, more importantly, with her mate.
"Not in here," Cade rasped, answering her question before biting lightly at the curve of her throat. He cupped her mound through her clothes. "Not with this."
Gladly, she thought and pushed her hips upward to fill his palm more fully with her arousal.
Straightening, Cade pulled the last of his belt through the end loop and let it drop to the floor. He thumbed open the button on his jeans, his hot gaze on Iris. Slowly, he pulled the zipper down to the base, and then he stopped.
Tease!
Iris squirmed, her plush bottom pushing down against the mattress then lifting as her thighs tensed. She bit at her bottom lip, denting them with the desire she felt for her mate.
"Baby, you haven't agreed with me yet," Cade coaxed as he tormented her by pushing his briefs down just enough for the head of his erection to breach the confines of the fabric, the tip bouncing forward for one pulsing second as if lasciviously winking its desire at her.
"Not here," she hastily agreed. "Here you have my total surrender -- my submission."
Victory danced in the deep chocolate of his eyes. One hand planted on the mattress, Cade deftly undid the closures on her pants. Both hands on her belt line, he pulled her slacks and undies down to her ankles. She moved to lift one leg and free her foot, but he stepped on the fabric and held it firmly under heel.
His hand cupped her bare pussy and squeezed. Iris's eyes rolled back in her head, a flood of moisture releasing at the pressure and skin-on-skin contact. He kneaded her flesh, manipulated her labia and clit, pulling and tugging. She contorted beneath his touch. Just as she was ready to come, he stopped.
Leaning over Iris, Cade let his chest press against her breasts. The thick head of his cock, still peeking from the tight confines of his clothing, pressed against the spine of her sex. He pushed forward, running the length of his shaft over her aching clit as his mouth claimed her. Hips pivoted, the motion a relentless grinding as his tongue thrust past her lips.
His hands pushed between her back and the mattress, found the hem of her blouse then surfed up her bare flesh to the hooks of her bra. He twisted them open. His fingers skimmed up her sides to seize her nipples and pinch.
Mercy...he knew just what to do to drive her crazy.
"I'm going to leave you sore," he warned before he abandoned her mouth and dented the flesh of her neck with his teeth. "But you'll heal, baby."
Hell, yes, she would.
Iris gasped from the slow, hard pull on her breasts. Her pussy clenched at the same time, muscle crowding muscle as her cunt wept for him to fill it with the cock that still rubbed insistently between her labia.
His hands darted to her hips. Gripping them roughly, he pulled her ass to the absolute edge of the bed. His foot slid forward, the fabric trapped beneath it forcing her heels to lock under the bed's frame, splaying her pussy open and forcing a downward tilt to her mound.
He pushed her blouse up, stripped it and the bra beneath completely from her body. Forcing Iris to maintain the position in which he had placed her, he shrugged out of his shirt. His hands surfed down his sides to the top of his jeans and briefs. He pushed, shimmied, then lifted one leg out, his other foot still using the binding of her slacks and panties to keep her legs pinned in place. Then he lifted the other leg, freeing himself from all clothing.
Leaning forward, Cade planted one big hand on the mattress for support and used the other to bend his rigid, swollen cock downward. His knees dipped then straightened, the fat head of his erection thrusting into Iris.
She shuddered, groaning as his cock stretched her and the forward cant of her pelvis increased the inward pressure on her clit. His ass bobbed, the motion delivering tight rubs just inside her cunt. She grabbed his biceps, her nails digging into the firm flesh as a full body quiver ran through her. She screamed, not in pain, but at the overwhelming intensity of pleasure.
His hand twisted in the length of her hair to take full control of her head. He tilted it back, her neck hyperextending to force her lips open. He invaded her mouth again, the hard thrusts of his tongue at odds with the little rolls and shallow pumps he made below.
Despite her promise of total surrender, Iris wrapped her fingers around his cock and desperately urged him to penetrate her more deeply. A low growl rumbled through him, tickling Iris's throat as she swallowed the sound.
She stroked his shaft, her pulse accelerating wildly when she reached the point a few inches above the base where he had already knotted. She whimpered, knowing he would slowly feed the wide diameter into her cunt, stretching her more than she could imagine, the tension stacking higher and higher until he was snugly locked in place.
Cade grabbed her head with both hands as he stepped off the pool of fabric that trapped her ankles. He straightened, bringing her with him, and then he fell forward. His weight carried them to the center of the mattress and pinned her beneath his massive body. His arms moved in a masterful blur as he hooked the underside of her thighs. Her bottom lifted from the mattress and then he cupped the crook of each knee and spread her as far as she would go.
His eyes burned holes in her flesh. The heat licked at her nipples, everything on fire as Cade sank deeper into her. She felt the top of his knot reach the entrance to her pussy. He slowed and let his weight and the greedy, slurping suck of her cunt draw him in one broad inch at a time.
Iris jerked, everything below the middle of her spine immobile with her climax. Just her cunt moved, coiling around him, squeezing, questing, fluttering until Cade threw his head back and howled his own release.
The primal sound unfroze Iris's body. She ground upward, milking his cock as the balloon swelled and jerked, fresh load after fresh load jetting into the tight space to soak her insides. He filled her until his cum and her juices escaped the seal their bodies had made, coating his heavy balls and her quivering thighs.
Spent, claimed, the room around her spinning from her euphoria, Iris melted into the mattress. Cade dropped his head, his gaze caressing hers before his mouth found her throat and gently sucked as the last ebbing contractions of Iris's cunt played out.
Rolling to his side next to Iris, Cade smoothed his hand up to the top swell of her stomach. His thumb rubbed lightly along the side, his expression contemplative. She closed her eyes, smiling because she new exactly what her mate was thinking.
Feeling the brush of his lips against her belly, followed by the tender rasp of his voice when he spoke, her smile broadened.
"Soon," Cade said. "Soon we'll have everything."
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