Rae, Beverly - Saving Mandy [Night Runner Werewolves 3] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Special Edition) by Beverly Rae Read Free Book Online

any man ever brought out such animalistic tendencies before?
    She snuck a peek at him from the corner of her eye. The man was testosterone in the flesh. Between his rugged jaw, his blond hair, and a physique most men could only hope for, he was more man than anyone she’d ever met. His friends were hot, too, but he had something extra. Something she couldn’t put a finger on. Something that could drive her insane with need.
    A need she finally gave into.
    She clutched his neck, pulling his mouth to hers. At first, he jerked away, but then he answered her need with his own. Groaning, he pushed her down and slid his body over hers. The kiss deepened, his tongue pushing into her mouth, his teeth nibbling at her lips. She took him in, delighting in the flavors that matched the wildness of his scent.
    He tugged her blouse from the waist of her skirt then slid his hand under the material to her breast. He pulled her bra out of the way then thumbed her already taut nipple and groaned.
    She tried to inhale, tried to bring his breath inside her. Arching, she gave him her silent consent to do more, to do whatever he wished.
    He traveled his lips over her cheek, placing feather-light touches, then added his tongue to trace a path along the curve of her neck.
    She closed her eyes, her pulse racing as he tortured her in his slow descent to her breast. At last, he closed over her nipple, dragging it into his mouth to tease it with a bite then a suck.
    Wrapping her legs around him, she thrust her pelvis against his. He rose up, looking at her with his intense, amber-flecked eyes, then yanked her skirt out of the way and covered her mons. His touch opened her floodgates, releasing a small orgasm.
    Keeping his gaze on her, he eased her thong aside, his fingers finding the slit between her folds. Her pussy tightened as though trying to pull him inside her.
    “I’ve waited for you for so long.”
    The words, spoken sweetly, almost reverently, were lost in his tone. She slid her leg higher and hoped he’d tear the string of material away. She almost cried with joy when he ripped it off her.
    “Jimmy.” Other words weren’t necessary. Instead, the sizzle, the connection between them gave her so much more.
    He licked his lips, his eyelids closing part of the way. Desire filled his expression, sending her longing even higher.
    “Please.”
    He found her sensitive nub and played it with slow, circular moves. She mewled, the sound coming from a place inside her she hadn’t known existed.
    Rising, he studied her, his smoldering look of longing heating her skin. One by one he unbuttoned his shirt, exposing a delicious, hard chest leading to a ripped torso. She reached out and slid her fingers over the contours, her nerve endings heightened at the barest of touches. Muscles rippled in his arms as he pulled the shirt off his shoulders then let it fall to the bed. Where wetness heated between her legs, her mouth dried up at the sight of him.
    “Take off your shirt. Real slow-like.”
    She smiled. If he wanted a show, she’d give him one. Sitting up, she crossed her arms in front of her, taking the trim of the blouse and inching it higher. He watched her like a hungry lion waiting for its prey. Teasing him, she took her time, letting the material drop, then taking it again to bring it a little higher the next time.
    “What about you?” Her gaze dropped to his belt buckle then lifted to his face.
    The sound of his chuckle tightened the ache in her stomach, and he tugged his belt loose. Pulling her shirt over her head, she tossed it to the side and followed it with her bra. He reached for her, skimming his palms along the swell of her breasts.
    “Hey, don’t stop now. Keep going with the jeans, cowboy.”
    “I don’t want to stop touching you.”
    Truth was she didn’t want him to stop either. “Fine. Then let me help you.” One quick pull and his belt joined her blouse on the floor. The bulge straining his crotch called to her. “Now