His to Bear: Icy Cap Den #1 (Alaskan Den Men) by Jennifer Hilt Read Free Book Online

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    Ash widens my legs with his knees. He drops one hand to stroke my pussy.
    What were we talking about, again? Oh yeah. Tristan.
    He is hard again. His cock probes my folds. I whimper in anticipation.
    “Anything you want to tell me?” Ash flexes his hips. The head of his cock presses against my pussy.
    “Fuck me,” I whisper. Mother of God, his cock feels so good against me. I try to take more of him.
    “Patience, mate.”
    I love hearing him call me “mate.” I never thought I’d find someone like him. I never thought I’d mean something beyond my professional capabilities to anyone. I know I shouldn’t. This is against what is expected of me. But I want to belong to this shifter. He has my heart. He can do whatever he wants with my body.
    Ash penetrates me slowly. It feels so amazing, I cry out in pleasure. I want him to fill me fully. Enough of this blissful torture.
    “Ash, please. Fuck me.” My voice is tight with need.
    He continues until he is fully buried within me. It is exactly what I want. And it isn’t enough.
    I swivel my hips just slightly, moving his cock inside me.
    “No.” Ash clamps down on my hips with his hands, stopping any motion.
    The need to move against him is overwhelming, almost painful. I know the pleasure that awaits me, but Ash denies me.
    “Ash, I’ll do whatever you want.” My vampire self-respect is gone. In its place is a desperate need for this man. “Just tell me what you want.”
    Ash studies me with hooded eyes. He looks feral, more than a bit brutal, and oh so very hot. If anything, his Alpha behavior just turns me on more.
    He thrusts up once, hard and fast, taking me by surprise. “Do you know anything about the traps?”
    I reel from the sensation, and my pussy clamors for more. I finally manage an “Again.”
    Ash stares at me but does nothing. Taking my breasts in my hands, I tease my sensitive nipples, watching him watch me.
    “Do you want to get fucked?” Ash asks coolly. His eyes are on my tits. He swallows.
    I nod, closing my eyes and letting my head drop back. Thank the Goddess. I’m about ready to explode from frustration.
    “Tell me about the traps,” he presses.
    “I . . . no.”
    “No, or you don’t know?”
    “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Can’t we talk about this later?” I slip one hand down to my clit. I don’t know what Ash’s problem is, but there’s more than one way to get off. I rub the sensitive nub, feeling waves of pleasure build within my core.
    “Dammit, Meg.” Ash brushes my hand aside. I take advantage of his distraction to start milking his cock. My pussy clamps down on him when he thrusts upward. It feels so fucking good.
    Clearly he wants to fuck me, or his cock wouldn’t be stiff with need inside me. His words say one thing, but his body says another. Right now I’m going with what feels damned good.
    “Fuck. Stop. Fuck.” Ash twists his hips to pull out, but he’s unable to fully commit to the task. I lower my torso so that my tits bob in his face. Holding his cock deep inside me, I ride him.
    His mouth sucks one breast, then the other. His tongue roughs over my nipples, pushing me higher toward my climax.
    Finally surrendering to the task of fucking me thoroughly, Ash laves my nipple while pumping his hips into me. My confusion and frustration with his behavior only pitch my need higher.
    This is going to be the mother of all orgasms, and I don’t want to miss a second of it.
    I am close. And so is he. He cries out, driving me right off the couch, but he keeps our bodies fused together.
    “Motherfucker!” I climax, feeling the world spin away from me as my own need consumes me. It’s as if very nerve in my body died and was reborn at the same time. It is fantastic. And humbling.
    I’m shaking and sweaty. The latter feat is a near miracle, as I’ve been some degree of cold ever since I arrived in Icy Cap.
    “What the hell was that?” I gasp. I’d had an intense orgasm—where I