Scion (Norseton Wolves Book 4) by Holley Trent Read Free Book Online Page A

the daughter of an alpha, and she was used to getting her way. She wanted Vic’s sex, wanted his fire to consume her and burn her alive, if need be. She’d told herself that they could shake out the consequences later, if ever, but for the moment, she wanted what he was giving her.
    “Fuckin’ hate you so much.” Without missing a beat, he slipped his fingers between her legs and strummed her clit in such a considerate way she doubted the veracity of his words.
    Her exhalation came out in a long, raspy gust, and she pushed up onto her forearms to balance herself. She wanted to help—wanted to make the thrusts even more impactful by adding some of her own. She needed to come, was so desperate for relief. “Hate you, too, asshole.”
    Be nice , her inner wolf chided.
    Ashley rolled her eyes at herself. Her selves , rather. He doesn’t deserve nice. He deserves a swift kick in the nuts and a slap to the face.
    He leaned over her, still thrumming her tender clit, and pressed his teeth gently to the side of her neck. Not a bite so much as a nip—a reminder he was there, in case she’d forgotten.
    How could I forget?
    She couldn’t possibly forget, even if she wanted to.
    “You’ve got my scent,” he growled out pressed his fingers hard against her tender zone.
    Her lungs seized, mouth flew open to catch the breath she couldn’t draw in, and voice sputtered out in an embarrassing vibrato. “ Oh, gods .”
    He kept stroking, rocking his hips again and again, and pushing his cock head past the G-spot that had already set off one debilitating orgasm. Now it seemed he was intent on completely undoing her—cutting the puppet strings holding her up so that she fell apart right there in the desert, half-naked and wild, with red dirt in her hair.
    She was boneless. Didn’t want to move or even hold herself up, but he wasn’t done.
    As she collapsed onto her belly, gasping with the aftershocks of her orgasm, he followed her down and kept going from the new angle.
    Adaptable, her mate was.
    And there went his teeth again in the meat of her neck, then his hot tongue lashing up the column to the now unadorned earlobe. He pulled it between his lips and sucked, and he seemed to find a direct, nervous line to her sex. With every suck came an answering tug down below, and she didn’t think she could any more.
    “You’re going to kill me,” she whispered.
    “Not like this.”
    Having uttered those inscrutable words, he backed off of her, only to slip his hand beneath her and angle her ass a bit more upward.
    “I should paint your ass with my seed,” he said. He had to know as well as she did that he wouldn’t. Not only would it be an insult to his mate, but it was their first time together. His inner wolf would be extra incentivized to mark her in every way he could, inside and out. He wouldn’t cut off his own nose to spite his face when he had a biological imperative to reproduce.
    “Whatever gets your rocks off,” she said and squeezed his cock tightly inside her. “Go on, Vic. You wanna act like a porn star, go on and do it.”
    “You’re asking for trouble.”
    “You assume that anything you can do to me would be a surprise. Think again. I’m not a sheltered as you seem to think. Just because you’re my first and only mate doesn’t mean I haven’t had plenty of practice. You couldn’t even scandalize me by shoving it into the wrong hole. Been there—” One more squeeze just to taunt him, and it set off another small orgasm for her that had her squirming beneath him and biting her lip. “Done that.”
    “You— fuck !” He twitched inside her and pinned her very flat, holding her very still until his cock stopped moving.
    Score . She smiled ruefully as he pulled out of her until he gave her ass a hard swat.
    “Do you ever stop talking shit?”
    “Do you ever stop being a shit?” Growling, she pushed up onto her hands and knees and crawled toward her underwear. Risking a glance over her shoulder, she