Animal Instincts (11 page)

His hot, humid breath teased the
peak of one of her breasts, causing the turgid tip to stiffen further. Biting
her bottom lip until she tasted the tangy flavor of blood, Danika waited for
Damien to suck the nipple into his mouth. For several long, agonizing seconds
all she felt was his warm breath teasing over her.

“You’re torturing me.” Spearing
her fingers into his hair, she tried to pull him closer to her chest, pleading
with her actions as well that she wanted this.
But trying to
move Damien when he wasn’t ready to do so was like moving a stone wall.

“That’s the last thing I want to
do,” he said in this husky, arousal-laced voice, and he believed him. God did
she believe everything he said, but her insides turned to mush around him, and
her instincts told her that this man would always be there for her. It scared
her, but most of all it had her melting against him for more.

Chapter Ten

Danika tightened her fingers in
Damien’s hair. He gave one last groan before covering her left nipple with his
hot, wet mouth and sucking long and hard. The blood rushed to the surface and
swelled under his ministrations. For several agonizingly pleasure-filled
seconds all he did was suck on her breasts. He alternated between them, drawing
the tissue out with his teeth, and then dragging his tongue over the slight
sting he caused.

Danika was vaguely aware of the
sounds coming from her, ones that should have made her embarrassed, but she
couldn’t comprehend anything because the ecstasy was far too intense. Her
panties were soaked, and her pulse beat in her clit. She knew he smelled her
arousal, and he proved as much when he slid his palm down her belly, pushed her
skirt up over her hips, and pushed his hand down her underwear. At the first
touch of his fingers in her slick cleft, Danika cried out.

“It feels so good, Damien.” She
had meant the words to be thought, not said, but she was glad she hadn’t
censored how he made her feel.

“Yeah,
it really fucking does feel good, baby.” He continued to stroke her slowly.
“You’re so fucking wet for me, Danika.” He slipped a thick finger into her
pussy and started pushing it in and pulling it back out slowly. “And it’s all
for me, baby. You’re wet and primed, and ready for my cock. Tell me you’re this
soaked for me, that I’m the one that made this pussy juicy.” He murmured
against her chest at the same time he pressed his thumb to her clit and started
working the bundle of nerves back and forth.

“Damien…” His name fell from her
lips like a plea, like she was begging for more. All she wanted was to be naked
so they could rub themselves against each other in erotic bliss. She wanted to
grind herself on him. God, did she want to do that desperately. It was like she
was a fiend, and this stranger had suddenly taken control of her and was now in
charge. Danika let go of his hair and moved her hands between their bodies.

Damien let out a hoarse growl,
grabbed her ass, and hauled her up his body. She wrapped her legs around his
waist, and pressed herself on his dick, rubbing her pussy on him. Hissing out a
curse, he took her mouth in a hungry kiss for long, drugging seconds. He broke
away only long enough that he could stride out of the living room and into his
room. All Danika could do was hang on, close her eyes, and inhale everything
that was
him
. Even the room smelled like him. The sun was starting to
set, and she watched the light start to fade through the slightly parted
blinds. He started kissing her again, and moved his mouth down to the mark he
had given her not long ago.

Taking hold of chunks of his hair
in her hands, she brought his mouth to hers and kissed him like she had never
kissed another person before. Their tongues pressed to one another, and when he
retreated she followed into his mouth. It was strange taking control, and in
all honesty she wasn’t sure if she liked it, because Damien was dominating in
the best of ways.

A gasp left her when she felt his
canines lengthen against her mouth. He moved his lips down to her collarbones,
and dragged them across the slightly protruding bones. He moved them over her
back and forth, over and over again as if he couldn’t get enough of the act.

Before she get even take a breath
her back met the mattress, and then Damien was tearing her skirt and panties
off, and before she knew what was happening she was lying on his bed naked and
needy for him. He placed his hands on her knees and pried her legs apart
slowly. Closer and closer he smoothed his hands down her inner thighs until he
came to the area of her body that
ached
the most for
him.

“Look at me, baby. Watch as I
touch you, claim you for the second time.”

Forcing herself up on her elbows
so she could see what he was doing between her legs was harder than she
thought. Her limbs felt like pudding, and a jittery sensation coursed through
her veins. Damien lifted his gaze to her, and she held her breath.

“I want you to watch your mate
eat your pussy out and love every fucking minute of it.”

A high settled into her, and she
parted her lips as he lowered his head to her pussy, never once taking his gaze
off of her. And at the first lick of his tongue on her cleft she clenched the
sheets in her hands and prayed that this would last forever.

****

Fuck.
Her pussy was the hottest
fucking thing he had ever seen. When his mouth was only an inch from the soft,
supple lips of her pussy he broke eye contact with her and looked down at her
cunt. “Damn, baby, you’re so pink and wet for me.” He licked her cunt, sucked
at her pussy lips, and then he ran his tongue up her cleft and sucked on her
clit. She was pink and glistening from her arousal for
him
. How in the
hell did a bastard like him get so damn lucky?

Her clit was swollen and red and
just begging for him. Latching his mouth over the engorged bud, Damien sucked
on her like a starving man. She tasted so good, so fresh that he grew thirsty
for more. “I’m so very hungry for you, baby.” He licked her so many times he
couldn’t feel his tongue, but he didn’t stop, couldn’t. She made these needy
little sounds, ones that drove him absolutely fucking crazy with lust. Moving
his hands down her thighs, he stopped when he framed her pussy. Taking his
thumbs and spreading her labia apart, he lifted his gaze up the length of her
body. Her eyes were closed, lips parted, and he large breasts heaved from her
increased respirations. Fuck
yeah,
she was right here
with him, experiencing it all. He went back to attack her cunt with his lips
and tongue.

“You taste so fucking
good
, Danika, so sweet.” As he ran his tongue up and down
her slit, she became so juicy for him he couldn’t help but growl against her
swollen, soaked slit.

“Damien, I’m so close.” Her hands
were bunched in the sheets, pulling at the material as she thrashed her head
back and forth.

“I want you to fucking come all
over my face, Danika.” Sucking furiously on her clit again, he felt her body
start to tighten. He placed a hand on her rounded belly, and loved how she was
all curves, thickness, and lushness. Holding her still, he took his other hand
and pushed two fingers into her pussy. He was slow, not being too rough,
despite the fact his lion was right there, wanting to take her like an animal.
A cry of ecstasy left her on a long wail.

“God, baby,
that is so fucking it.”

She lifted her hips and ground
her cunt against his face. The wet, slurping noises of his mouth between her
legs had his cock throbbing. Damien started pressing his hips into the
mattress, trying to alleviate the pressure. His balls were going to explode if
he didn’t get his cock inside of her and fuck her like a mate claimed his
female.

“
Damien,
God, yes
.”
His name came out of her on a
long moan, and that was his breaking point. Dragging his tongue down her cleft
he slipped his hands under her ass, lifted her slightly, and continued his
downward path. He licked at the puckered hole of her bottom with just the tip
of his tongue, allowing her to grow used to what he was doing. When she started
panting again, he used more force, licking her hard then sucking on her flesh.
Her pussy juices slid down the crack of her ass, and he devoured her. She
tasted salty and musky, and it drove him fucking wild with lust. With one more
lick up the crease of her bottom, he pulled away. He kept her legs spread open
with his hands on her inner thighs, and stared down at her pussy,
his
pussy.

Her chest rose and fell from her
post-euphoric orgasm, and it had the alpha male in him roaring out in victory.
He
was the one that put that look on her face, and pride filled him. His pulse
throbbed in his cock, and her legs were still parted on either side of him.
When he rose and positioned himself above her, the feel of her wet pussy
slipped along his length. He loved that she couldn’t control her breathing.

She reached between them, lifted
slightly up, and positioned the tip of his dick at her entrance. He had to grit
his teeth as her slender fingers wrapped around his cock, and force himself not
to thrust into her at the feel of her wet heat against him. Their eyes locked,
and he slowly started to push his cock into her. A deep groan left him, and her
breath hitched. When he was fully inside of her he slipped his hands under her
ass, clenched the flesh, and in one move had her over him. She now straddled
his waist, her hands on his chest, and her mouth parted. She worked herself on
him, and Damien clenched his hands against her hips to keep from taking
control. Her movements were slow and somewhat unsure.

Her breath hitched when she slid
all the way down on him and rose back up, over and over again, gradually
picking up speed. For a moment he lost it and found himself thrusting up, deep
and hard inside of her.

“I can’t breathe, Damien,” she
moaned. His lion broke free, took the front seat in all of this, and Damien
couldn’t stop him. In a quick move, he had her on her back again, with his
pelvis wedged snugly between hers. He speared his hands in her hair, tugging
her head back and arching her throat.

“Your animal,
Damien.”
She
moaned. “God, yes,”

Having her throat bared was a
surrender all in itself, and she would never know what it did to him, what it
did to his lion. Running his now elongated canines up her neck, he loved that a
shiver worked through her. She held him tight and lifted her hips, grinding
herself on him. He was still inside of her tight, wet heat, and it was
euphoria. Curling his hands in the sheets by her head, he started moving inside
of her fast and hard, steady and powerful. Sweat trailed down his hairline, and
his skin felt too tight. Her pussy smelled so fucking good, and all he wanted
to do was bury his face in the sweet spot once more. But his dick was a greedy
bastard and pulsed, needing him to continue pulling out and pushing back
inside.

He let his gaze linger at the
base of her throat where his mark was on her flesh. He followed the path of her
body between her breasts, down her belly, and stopped at the top of her pussy.
Her clit protruded, begging for attention. With his cock lodged in his mate’s
body, Damien fucked her good and thoroughly. Their sweat-slicked stomachs
touched, and he pushed another inch into her when he thrust in deep.

“Damien.” She gasped out his
name. “I feel so stretched, so full.”

A rumble left him when her tight
little body clenched around him. Slowly and with measured movements he
continued to move in and out of her. Her inner muscles tightened around him,
then relaxed. His balls drew up tight with his impending orgasm. He was going
to fill her with his seed, make her so full of it she would feel it slip out of
her pussy for the next week. For several long moments Damien didn’t move,
couldn’t for how good it felt. He wouldn’t last long, not when she slid her
hands up his sides and around to his back. Her nails dug into his skin, and she
wrapped her legs around his waist.

Lifting up just enough that his
arms were locked straight and his chest no longer touched
hers,
Damien pulled out of her wet heat and pushed back in.

“Slow is good, Damien,
so
good, but don’t hold back,
please
.” She arched her back, and her breasts
rose up from the motion.

Damien’s gaze was trained on the
sight of her nipples hardening even further, and he gave her exactly what she
asked for. He sat back on his knees, encircled her waist with his hands, and
fucked her like he meant it, and damn did he mean it. The sloppy, wet sound of
his cock tunneling into her cunt was an auditory orgasm all its own. He
bottomed out of her every time he pushed back inside. She pulled at his hair,
and the slight sting of pain felt so fucking good. He pulled away, wanting her
to know that there was nothing about her he didn’t desire.

“I’m going to come again.” She
moved her hands to his back once again and pierced his flesh with her nails.
The sensations were all-consuming pleasure and had his orgasm washing through
him. Her muscles milked him so strongly that he threw his head back and roared
out his climax.