NocC 003 - The Ancients 02 - Bonnie Vanak - Mated to the Wolf - Harlequin 2011-11

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Book: NocC 003 - The Ancients 02 - Bonnie Vanak - Mated to the Wolf - Harlequin 2011-11 by Nocturne Read Free Book Online
Authors: Nocturne
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Fantasy, Paranormal
“Maybe we should make sure.”
    She expected a quick, hard coupling. Instead, he took his time, savoring her body. Tasting her, his tongue lapping over her reddened nipples. She explored as well, testing the hard muscles of his arms, the sinew and tendons, running her fingers through the dark, springy hairs of his chest.
    Delighting in his moan of pleasure as she pinched his nipples. Samantha squeezed his ass, slid a finger between his cheeks. Toyed with the pucker of his anus, grinning as he shuddered with pleasure.
    He’d claimed her body and she’d been too dazed with the newness, the sensations. Now with the confidence of a well-pleasured woman, she explored her lover. He harbored the fierce, single-minded intensity of a Hunter, coupled with a tender consideration. Samantha hummed as her palms slid down the flatness of his belly, molded to his narrow hips, testing the jut of bone and flesh. His body was so different from hers, strong and muscled and powerful.
    Beneath her interested gaze, his penis twitched. The nest of thick, dark hair surrounding it was damp with heat. She leaned down, grasped him with her hands. Veins roped the thick shaft and she traced one with her finger.
    The head was round, seeping a single droplet. She licked it off, enjoying the salty taste, and his gasp of pleasure. Carefully she cupped the spongy testicles, and squeezed lightly. Then she took him into her mouth.
    His strangled moans echoed in the stillness of the room to the movement of her mouth. Arousal and anticipation made up for her lack of expertise. Samantha grazed her teeth along the shaft as his hands curled on her shoulders.
    With a strangled moan, he pulled himself free. “Enough,” he said thickly.
    He rolled over, pinning her beneath him. Moisture surged between her thighs as he nudged himself between them. Grayson entered her slowly, his gaze luminous as he took her. His body was hard and straining as she wrapped her legs around his hips, locking them together. Rocking slowly, he created a delicious rhythm. In less than six strokes, she came, bucking wildly as he shuddered and cried out as well.
    For a while they lay together, spent, the cool air washing over the sweat on their bodies. Then he stirred and looked at the hearth with amusement. “Time to light a different fire. It’s getting cold in here.”
    “I’ll do it. I am expert at starting fires.” She sat up, stretched out her hands.
    Nothing happened.
    A little alarmed, she tried again. Nothing. Not even a glimmer of flame. Panic surged through her. She reached for the darkness, the strength that helped her endure.
    It was gone.
    “What did you do to me?” she whispered.
    Grayson’s expression tightened. The scar on his face went taut and white. He held out a hand, clenched it into a fist.
    When he opened it, a small ball of black mist danced on his palm.
    “When we were together, I removed your dark powers.”
    He blew at it and the mist vanished. “They’re inside me now. It’s why the Society wanted us to mate. I’m strong enough to absorb evil and eradicate it.”
    Samantha groped for her dark powers. Nothing. The demon rage that fueled her strength had vanished. Don’t panic. He’s lying. Maybe it’s dormant for now, just needs a wake-up call, like you need a strong cup of coffee in the A.M.
    His gaze remained sharp, watchful.
    Cold rage filled her. She welcomed the fury. “You took away my demon, my strength, you bastard. It enabled me to come this far without collapsing.” She drew in a breath, trembling with emotion. “You stole my power when I was most vulnerable.”
    “I had no choice,” he said quietly. “If I didn’t, you’d be dead.”
    He picked up her wrist, ran a thumb over it. “When I brought you into the Society, they implanted a thermal detonator. It was timed to go off this morning at the first surge of demon power. It sends an electrical pulse straight to your heart. Not enough to kill, but weaken so you can’t fight

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