A Werewolf to Call Her Own (Mystic Isle, Book 2) by Selena Blake Read Free Book Online Page B

him into action.
    Hands beneath her ass, he stepped off the elevator and headed for the bedroom. Holding on tight, she aimed her mouth at his and kissed him deeply. Hot open-mouthed kisses that blew his mind and quickened his pace.
    Tongue against tongue, mouth against mouth, chest against chest. He took and she gave, moaning softly. He couldn’t get enough. She was so innocent. So sweet. And about to be his.
     
    Ceara soaked in Maxim’s warmth and let her hands roam. The definition and strength of his muscles thrilled her. He was so big, made her feel small and protected as he carried her to his bed.
    His bed.
    She shivered and pulled back so she could look at him. Take him in. Being in his arms, carried by him, was one of the most thrilling experiences of her life. Until this moment, she’d seen women get swept away in movies, read about it in books, longed to experience it herself… but like everything else, it was new to her.
    “Stop thinking,” he murmured against her throat. “Just feel.”
    She smiled at his commands. He was right. She did think too much.
    Letting out a slow sigh, she murmured an apology and then rained kisses over his face. He didn’t say a word, merely continued on his path. She sensed his urgency. Felt him trained on his destination like a missile.
    She felt a similar urgency; she needed to feel him. All of him, at last. And see him too. She wasn’t unsure of what to expect. She’d studied art enough to be familiar with the male form. But he was so much more.
    Taller, wider, harder, more intense than she’d ever thought her lover would be.
    She wanted to kiss him all over, nip and lick him. No reason she couldn’t start now. She started to nibble his ear but his voice rumbled through her mind.
    I want that too.
    She smiled against his neck. He was in . She didn’t want to push him out. Having him read her mind was incredibly intimate, the ultimate stimulant.
    Then hurry , she replied.
    She was on her back, staring up at the ceiling a second later. Then he was over her, joining her, his hands all over, stroking and caressing. She reached for the hem of his polo shirt and jerked it upward.
    Need to feel you. You’re so warm.
    And you’re so cool.
    He licked a trail from her right ear down to the valley between her breasts. She shivered and her nipples hardened.
    Don’t worry little vamp, I’ll warm you up.
    He didn’t lie.
    He whipped his shirt off, then came back down to kiss her. His big body pinned her against the bed, warming her slowly. She accepted his weight, wrapping her arms and legs around him, loving how solid he felt. Real. He kissed her again. Hot, wet, plenty of tongue. A precursor, she knew, of what was to come. Her body was ready. Soft and wet. And anxious for the hard protrusion rubbing ever so slowly against her pussy.
    His hands cupped her breasts but she was impatient for more. Skin against skin.
    She knew he heard her thought because he pulled back an arm’s length. His dark eyes held her immobile for a long second. Then another. What was he waiting for?
    “Maxim --”
    “I know…” There was another long pause. And then he was on her, kissing her clavicle, down her chest. Each place he kissed warmed. “But you must be prepared,” he said against her bare skin.
    “I am!” He had no idea how prepared she was, how a single kiss from him could melt her. It was almost embarrassing how ready she was to accept him in her body, but he kept her in a constant state of readiness. Wet and achy.
    He lifted his head and stared up at her through jet-black lashes. Her stomach clenched and another flood of moisture prepared her. What did he see? What was he looking for? Please don’t stop now.
    “Only if you tell me to,” he murmured, his gaze holding hers tight.
    “Never.”
    She wanted him inside of her more than she wanted her next breath. The flesh between her legs physically ached, needed to feel him, his touch, his lips. She’d never imagined she could be