Serengeti Heat by Vivi Andrews Read Free Book Online

asphyxiating. He slid out until just the tip was still inside her. “Am I hurting you?”
    Men were such fucking morons. “I have never felt anything so fucking fantastic in my entire fucking life, you fucking idiot,” Ava snapped, her tone far from loverly as she swore more in that one sentence than she ever had in her life. “Now would you please just fuck me already ?”
    Landon made a choked sound that might have been a laugh. “Yes, ma’am.”
    He gripped her hips between his hands and slammed into her so high and hard that her toes lifted off the ground entirely. Ava screamed. Half a second later, she came screaming. Every cell in her body felt like it expanded and exploded, shattering her into a thousand tiny pieces. Landon rammed into her two more times before he fell over the edge after her, roaring, his body stiffening and jerking against her back.

Chapter Seven
    That wasn’t enough.
    Ava’s first conscious thought after her brain put itself back together was the realization that the Hiroshima sex she and Landon had just had had barely been enough to take the edge off. She needed more and she needed it soon . Fuck, being in heat sucked. She couldn’t even enjoy a good afterglow. Although, she did get the kind of sex that people wrote sonnets about, so she probably shouldn’t complain.
    Her second conscious thought was that footboards were not meant for lying over.
    “Landon.”
    He grunted, his weight still pressing her down onto the wooden rail.
    “Landon. As much as I love this …” she tightened her inner muscles where he was still lodged and her lover groaned appreciatively, “…this isn’t the most comfortable of positions for me.”
    He swore with feeling and shifted his weight off her, his cock slipping wetly out of her body. He gently turned her and lifted her into his arms, carrying her not around to the side of the bed as she had expected, but across the room to the only other room in the bungalow, the bathroom.
    He perched her on the edge of the sink and wet a washcloth with cool water. Standing between her knees, the big bad lion looked tentative, his movements cautious, as if she were as fragile as porcelain.
    The chill of the washcloth pressing against the hot flesh between her legs had her gasping at the surprising pleasure of the contrast. Landon brushed her hair back away from her face with his free hand, still wielding the delicious washcloth with the other.
    “Are you sore?” he asked gently, not meeting her eyes. “I know I was too rough. I couldn’t control myself.”
    Ava snorted. When Landon’s eyes snapped up to inspect hers, she rolled them at him. “You are such a baby,” she scolded. “This—” she wrapped her hand around his cock, which was already stiffening even so soon after their first bout, “—is not the terrifying monster you seem to think it is.”
    He snorted and she grinned.
    “I liked it,” she promised, then shook her head sharply. “No. I loved it.” Ava leaned forward, the high counter putting her face on a level with his. She gave his cock another friendly stroke and gently scraped her teeth along the side of his neck before whispering directly into his ear, “I wanted it harder, Landon. Deeper. Rougher.” His cock jumped a little in her hand at every word. She laughed darkly. “This was fabulous. But next time…” She sucked his earlobe into her mouth, giving it a gentle nip. “Next time, I expect you to ruin me for all other men.”
    “Done.” Landon lunged forward and caught her mouth, his tongue plunging inside and tangling with hers.
    Apparently next time was starting right now.
    Ava linked her legs loosely around Landon’s waist and draped her arms across his shoulders. Their first bout had taken the edge off enough that she could enjoy the kiss for the moment without feeling like she needed to crawl inside his skin. Her lover was not so patient.
    His hands skimmed lightly over her arms. They framed her collarbone, his thumbs