All I Want For Christmas Is A Werewolf (Changeling Encounters) Read Online Free Page A
Author: J. S. Scott
cock, begging me for it."
Faith flexed her hips, nearly moaning as she felt his large, hard erection against her core. Her whole body ignited, her only need to have that massive member inside of her, taking her. Reacting like a female mate to an alpha, she gloried in being under his control, wanting to submit to his power, his superior strength.
His intense eyes narrowed, piercing her with a look that held so much longing, so much need, so much desire for her that it left her breathless. When had a man ever wanted her so fiercely, so completely? Never! And that's probably what made it so heady, so irresistible. "Gavin," her voice was hoarse, infused with yearning, a craving that was soul-deep and desperate to be satisfied.
He removed her glasses, dropping them carefully onto the coffee table in front of the couch. It didn't matter. She was nearsighted, seeing him perfectly, and his handsome face and look of urgent desire were crystal-clear.
Gavin was wearing a suit and tie, dressed as though he had just left a business meeting. Releasing his grip on her wrists, he sat up on his knees, ripping the tie from his neck in a frenzy, losing the jacket and ripping the buttons from his shirt as he stripped it from his body. "Touch me. I need to feel your hands on me," he grunted, as his body came back down over hers.
Touching him was bliss, and agony. He was all sculpted muscle and smooth hot skin. Faith’s hands stoked over his bare shoulders, down his naked back and up again, savoring every powerful inch of his body, but wanting more, needing more.
"I can smell your arousal, your need. You want your mate." His warm breath flowed over her face as he nibbled at her bottom lip, nipping lightly and then soothing it with his tongue.
Yes. Yes. For God's sake fuck me. Take me hard and without mercy. "Yes. Please, Gavin."
His mouth came down on hers without hesitation, his tongue invading the warm recesses of her mouth, making her his with strong, bold stokes meant to brand her, to conquer her.
Faith felt her core clench with deep powerful spasms that had her pushing her hips up, moaning into Gavin's mouth as his tongue claimed her relentlessly.
He buried his hands in her hair, guiding her head, angling it to accept the deep penetration of his tongue over and over, until he finally wrenched his mouth from hers, leaving her gasping for breath.
Whimpering as Gavin rose to his knees, Faith obeyed as he sat her upright, pulling off her vest and yanking the sweater over her head, letting it drop silently to the carpeted floor. He lifted her bra from her body, discarding it on top of her sweater. She shivered as he cupped her breasts, his thumbs teasing her nipples in tiny circles. "Perfect," he said, his voice holding a touch of awe and hoarse desire. "You're so fucking beautiful."
Faith would have thought he was lying if she couldn't hear the truth of his statement in his voice. When had a man ever thought her beautiful, desirable?
Her head fell back as his warm mouth replaced his hands, nipping and laving each breast, worshipping each of them with his teeth and tongue.
"Gavin. Please." Faith didn't quite know what she begging for; she only knew that she needed...something. His cock. His tongue. His body. His kiss. Something...more.
Reaching for the button of her jeans, he rasped, "Tell me what you want, Faith. What you need."
"You." Badly. Almost painfully.
He yanked her jeans down her hips, stripping them from her body, taking her soaked panties with them, baring her needy pussy. Her boots came off, hitting the carpeted floor, so he could completely remove her jeans and panties.
Faith fell back, letting her head rest on the arm of the couch, shivering lightly, not from the cold, but from apprehension. She was naked, her body laid out before him in all its glory. The room was brightly lit, probably showing every glaring flaw. Her generous hips, her softly rounded belly. She was in good shape after two years of endless hiking,
Faith flexed her hips, nearly moaning as she felt his large, hard erection against her core. Her whole body ignited, her only need to have that massive member inside of her, taking her. Reacting like a female mate to an alpha, she gloried in being under his control, wanting to submit to his power, his superior strength.
His intense eyes narrowed, piercing her with a look that held so much longing, so much need, so much desire for her that it left her breathless. When had a man ever wanted her so fiercely, so completely? Never! And that's probably what made it so heady, so irresistible. "Gavin," her voice was hoarse, infused with yearning, a craving that was soul-deep and desperate to be satisfied.
He removed her glasses, dropping them carefully onto the coffee table in front of the couch. It didn't matter. She was nearsighted, seeing him perfectly, and his handsome face and look of urgent desire were crystal-clear.
Gavin was wearing a suit and tie, dressed as though he had just left a business meeting. Releasing his grip on her wrists, he sat up on his knees, ripping the tie from his neck in a frenzy, losing the jacket and ripping the buttons from his shirt as he stripped it from his body. "Touch me. I need to feel your hands on me," he grunted, as his body came back down over hers.
Touching him was bliss, and agony. He was all sculpted muscle and smooth hot skin. Faith’s hands stoked over his bare shoulders, down his naked back and up again, savoring every powerful inch of his body, but wanting more, needing more.
"I can smell your arousal, your need. You want your mate." His warm breath flowed over her face as he nibbled at her bottom lip, nipping lightly and then soothing it with his tongue.
Yes. Yes. For God's sake fuck me. Take me hard and without mercy. "Yes. Please, Gavin."
His mouth came down on hers without hesitation, his tongue invading the warm recesses of her mouth, making her his with strong, bold stokes meant to brand her, to conquer her.
Faith felt her core clench with deep powerful spasms that had her pushing her hips up, moaning into Gavin's mouth as his tongue claimed her relentlessly.
He buried his hands in her hair, guiding her head, angling it to accept the deep penetration of his tongue over and over, until he finally wrenched his mouth from hers, leaving her gasping for breath.
Whimpering as Gavin rose to his knees, Faith obeyed as he sat her upright, pulling off her vest and yanking the sweater over her head, letting it drop silently to the carpeted floor. He lifted her bra from her body, discarding it on top of her sweater. She shivered as he cupped her breasts, his thumbs teasing her nipples in tiny circles. "Perfect," he said, his voice holding a touch of awe and hoarse desire. "You're so fucking beautiful."
Faith would have thought he was lying if she couldn't hear the truth of his statement in his voice. When had a man ever thought her beautiful, desirable?
Her head fell back as his warm mouth replaced his hands, nipping and laving each breast, worshipping each of them with his teeth and tongue.
"Gavin. Please." Faith didn't quite know what she begging for; she only knew that she needed...something. His cock. His tongue. His body. His kiss. Something...more.
Reaching for the button of her jeans, he rasped, "Tell me what you want, Faith. What you need."
"You." Badly. Almost painfully.
He yanked her jeans down her hips, stripping them from her body, taking her soaked panties with them, baring her needy pussy. Her boots came off, hitting the carpeted floor, so he could completely remove her jeans and panties.
Faith fell back, letting her head rest on the arm of the couch, shivering lightly, not from the cold, but from apprehension. She was naked, her body laid out before him in all its glory. The room was brightly lit, probably showing every glaring flaw. Her generous hips, her softly rounded belly. She was in good shape after two years of endless hiking,
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