Into the Pride (Nuuba Pride Shifters #1) by Michelle Monkou by Michelle Monkou Read Free Book Online Page A

mouth, he wanted to be deep inside her, buried between her legs.
    With the eagerness of a beaver building a dam, David scrambled their clothes together. In a disheveled heap, a makeshift palette appeared for their comfort. He motioned for her to enjoy the simple amenity.
    Once she was settled, he sat on his haunches at the end of her feet. His erection was ready for the charge, just waiting for the sound off.
    “Damn, you’re magnificent.” She slapped her hand over her mouth.
    “You, my dear, are damn fine, too.” He grinned.
    He watched her finish undressing, ditching the boots and pants, and saw her matching, laced thong. Another hidden temptation. He mentally saluted. He followed the long, shapely line of her legs all the way to those panties. She hooked her thumb in them and stripped for him. Her dark eyes didn’t waiver in their gaze. There before him was a clean shaven pussy, moist with her juice.
    “Now, that’s a nice surprise.”
    “You like it? I came prepared.” He recognized her nervousness as she tightly wound her hair around her finger. “You see, I want you as much as you want me.” She lay back down in front of him.
    Her pussy called to him. And he dived in with his answer.
    With his nose buried against her flesh, he inhaled her scent. Using the length of his nose, he stroked her clit and tender lips. Her juice bathed the tip of his nose and dripped onto his lip, trickling into his parted mouth. She tasted like the honey he’d imagined—sweet and alluring.
    Along with his cock, he knew his other asset was his long tongue. He stretched it, curving to the natural seam leading to her puckered hole. He bathed her with long licks, sucking in the juice her body shared so willingly.
    “Are you holding on, sweetheart?” He waited a beat, as her nails gripped his ass, before plunging his cock into her wet chamber.
    Her moans echoed louder and more lustful. She arched, pushing her hips up, even as he drove into her. Her fingers mussed his hair.
    His thrusts increased, pushing to the depths of her walls.
    She gripped his hips with legs tightly locked around him.
    He had reached the point of no return and together they stormed the gates, bursting free, uninhibited, and wild.
    Clinging to each other, his mouth resting against her forehead, they floated back to earth. Neither one spoke. The mood still carried the residual effects of their emotional release. They savored their descent to reality in each other’s arms.
    “Do you still want to find the temple?” He teased, when he caught his breath.
    “Fuck, yeah.” She cupped her mouth, but her laughter bounced off the walls with its echo.
    “I’ve created a monster.” David grinned, not an ounce of remorse in sight.
     

Chapter Six
     
    Starr adjusted her clothing, as best as she could. Her hair felt like a total mess. It didn’t help that there was no mirror to survey the damage. A good thing—maybe. Her body felt raw, but alive, as if she’d drank several energy drinks. However, her conscience, that had been severely restrained, now filled her mind with recriminations and doubt. She had a job to do.
    Her unchecked desire for forbidden fruit muddled everything. Before, she could pretend that making love to David was about lust and curiosity, that her feelings of love were that of a naïve young woman. What would be her excuse now? All she felt was an overwhelming love for this man. She dared not show any signs of her weakness. Nothing could come of it.
    “We need to go back before they start searching for us.” His tone sounded back to business.
    “Sure.” If she could learn a lesson from his behavior and be unaffected, she’d survive the heartbreak growing inside. Life or death—she had to focus on that. By taking their sex break, she had lost vital time to search for the temple. Too late for regrets, but her sense of failure hammered at her. And what would she tell Madame Voorhees?
    “David, could we try to find something …