Zurlo, Michele - Riley [Daughters of Circe 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read Online Free

Riley didn’t quite know how to thrust with this kind of dual stimulation, so she relaxed and let Soren control everything. She came again. This orgasm was smaller, but she needed smaller right then. A larger orgasm would have caused her to pass out, and she didn’t want to miss something for which she’d waited so long.
    The heat from his body faded as he backed away. Riley lifted her head to study him. He’d been naked the entire time he’d been in her house, but this was the first time she allowed herself to look at him the way she wanted.
    Long, powerful legs, sprinkled with light hair, led to hips, a flat stomach, and a broad chest crossed with cords of muscle. Scars marred his skin at random intervals, each one a souvenir from a different altercation. Chunks of blond hair brushed his strong shoulders. Beautiful and harsh, his face had to have once belonged to an angel. Prominent cheekbones underlined teal eyes that held hints of danger.
    And love.
    He loved her. The emotion floored Riley, but she refused to admit loving him, even to herself. Instead, she concentrated on the erection jutting from a nest of pale curls. She reached out and tried to encircle it, but her hand didn’t quite close around it.
    Soren closed his eyes. A low hiss issued from between his lips, and he allowed Riley to guide him closer. She explored his soft skin leisurely, the effects of three orgasms lending a languor to her movements. A thick bead of moisture leaked from the tip. She spread it over the thick head with her fingertip.
    Taking her face between his large palms, he leaned down and kissed her. The musk of her scent lingered on his lips and on his breath, an erotic flavor he thrust into her mouth. One hand drifted down to slide under her bottom. He lifted her, repositioning her diagonally across the bed.
    Riley let her legs fall open, an invitation to her wolf-man. Soren settled between them and held his weight on one elbow. Reaching down, he set the tip of his cock at her entrance.
    “I claim you, Riley Quinn.”
    She opened her mouth to protest the primitive finality of his tone, but he plunged into her, silencing anything she might have said.
    As she expected, being filled by Soren redefined sex. All other experiences fell away, insignificant and inconsequential. For one moment, she was new and untried. Her eyes widened, and she stared at him.
    Soren met her questing gaze with a steady determination, and she knew he understood what she felt. “Mine,” he growled. He withdrew and buried himself in her again. “Mine.”
    Riley drew her knees up as high as she could, allowing him complete access, and hung on to his shoulders. She rocked her hips to meet his thrusts. The tension coiling deep inside imploded when faced with the inferno he generated. Shock waves rolled through her body, a precursor to a kind of orgasm she’d never before experienced. In the past, the little waves of pleasure had always lapped at her afterward, not before.
    High-pitched squeaks ripped from her throat. She didn’t worry about what she must look like with her wild hair and wild behavior. These things could only appeal to the wolf in him, and she wanted to seduce the wolf as much as the man. Maybe he did claim her, but Riley was no shrinking violet. She claimed him as well.
    The fingers she dug into Soren moved, searching for a more secure grip. They flew over him frantically, unable to find what she needed. At last, he captured her hands. Wrapping one hand around her wrists, he held her hands high above her head. This new position stretched her body and forced her to surrender even more to him.
    She hooked her heels behind his knees and rolled her hips to make sure each thrust pounded against the tight bundles of nerves around her clit. Her body spasmed and shuddered, turning to liquid. Cream gushed from her pussy fast and hard, and she lost the ability to move.
    Soren withdrew from her pussy. It pulsed and pounded harder, seeking the return of his