Thrown to the Wolves (Black River Pack Book 3) by Rochelle Paige Read Free Book Online Page A

them. “I can picture my cock driving between them, your lips wrapping around me with each stroke between these creamy mounds.”
    “Oh, God,” she moaned, her head dropping back while I squeezed them again.
    I sucked on her other nipple and felt her hips jerk in response, which let me know that my mate enjoyed breast play.
    “More!” she whimpered.
    “Anything for you,” I murmured against her skin.
    Her hands moved to the hem of my shirt and she lifted it up and over my head. “Please,” she begged as the scent of her desire grew even stronger when she ran her hands along my naked back.
    I licked my way down her torso, pausing to gently kiss her bruised skin, until I reached the waist of her pants. Sliding a finger inside, I flicked the button open and then tugged on the zipper so I could drag them down her legs. When I gripped her legs and parted them, I couldn’t contain my growl of need at the sight of her pretty pussy wrapped in simple, white, cotton panties. They hadn’t been designed to be seductive, but seeing her in them was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen in my life.
    I almost hated to do it, but I pulled the panties down her legs. When my hands glided back up her smooth skin, she opened them with no resistance. Once they were spread wide, I leaned down and licked along the seam of her thighs. Her pussy was glistening with her need, but I wanted to make this last and savor every moment. Breathing deeply, I drew her sweet scent into my lungs, wanting to carry it with me always. Then I couldn’t resist any longer, so I ran a fingertip over her pussy lips.
    “You’re fucking drenched for me,” I rasped, dying to find out how she tasted.
    “I need you,” she explained with a wiggle of her hips.
    Her hips jerked off the mattress when I blew against her pussy. She hooked her legs over my shoulders and grabbed my head with her hands to bring me closer. Stiffening my tongue, I ran it along her pussy lips and up to her clit.
    “So sweet,” I complimented before diving into her pussy and fucking her with my tongue.
    Once she was writhing with need, I pulled my tongue out of her drenched hole and flicked it over her clit a few times.
    “Crave you,” she begged.
    It sounded like the compulsion to mate was driving her as much as it was me. Her pretty, brown eyes were filled with desire, her skin was glistening in the moonlight, and her cheeks were flushed. She was so far gone that there wasn’t any sign of the pain she’d been feeling earlier.
    Seeing her dark hair spread across my pillows as she watched me unbutton my jeans had my cock hardening even more—to the point that it felt like my zipper would be imprinted on it forever. Her eyes followed the movement of my thumb as I drew the zipper down my hardened length. After I shoved my pants and boxers down my legs and my cock sprung free, she licked her lips and I almost came right then and there. Then I ran my cock along her pussy lips, coating myself in her moisture.
    “You’re so wet for me,” I murmured before I slid my cock to her entrance.
    “Wait,” she whispered, a hint of nerves in her voice. “There’s something I should tell you.”
    “Fuck!” I moaned, my muscles trembling with the need to take her. “What is it, baby?”
    “I’m not very good at this,” she admitted softly. “I’ve only done it once before.”
    My wolf wanted to howl at the thought of anyone having had what we considered to be ours and ours alone, but as a man, I knew that wasn’t the point of what she was telling me. For a shifter to have only had one lover at her age was rare, which meant she probably hadn’t had a good experience that one time. When I paired that with the flashes of insecurity I’d seen in her in the short time since we’d met, I knew my mate needed me to bolster her confidence.
    “I want you so much,” I breathed out. “I’ve never been this hard in my life. Seeing you in my bed. The scent of your need surrounding me. The taste