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Wicked Cravings (The Phoenix Pack #2)(37)
Author: Suzanne Wright

She didn’t doubt that. With one hand knotted in her hair and the other pinning her down by her hip, he finally began to ease himself inside her. The pressure of his thickness caused the most delicious twinge of pain; she wasn’t, by any means, a masochist, but an edge of pain always intensified the pleasure for her. She’d never had anyone as big as Dante before, and the sensation of him stretching her was unfreakingbelievable.

Jaime was so wet that he had no trouble pushing inside, but still he moved slowly—much too slowly for her liking—as he fed her inch after inch. He stilled when he was halfway inside her, giving her time to adjust, but it was time she didn’t want or need. Neither Jaime nor her wolf wanted to be carefully handled. She curled her legs around his hips and tried tugging him toward her to take him deeper. The tugging didn’t work. The ass**le withdrew an inch, warning her with his eyes that he’d move at his own pace. “If I wanted to be treated like a porcelain doll, I’d have said so!” she growled. “I can take it, Popeye!”

“Is that so?” His wolf agreed with her, urging Dante to take her hard.

“Yes!” She should have known better than to challenge him; he reared back and then slammed home, burying his c**k so deep inside her that she was surprised she couldn’t feel him in her throat.

She cried out as her back bowed. She had never felt so full in her life, and damn, it hurt, but it was a good hurt.

Dante groaned as the tightest, hottest, wettest pu**y he’d ever felt contracted around him. It was so good it was also torture. Feeling the prick of her claws on his back only added to the pleasure. “Open your eyes and look at me. Don’t take your eyes off me, Jaime.” Opening her eyes, she started at the blazing intensity on his face. No one had ever looked at her like that, like he wanted to possess every part of her. She moaned as he suddenly began to move.

His thrusts were slow, shallow, and sensual, just as teasing as they were heavenly. But they weren’t enough. “Faster.” He ignored her. “Faster.”

“I’ll go faster when I’m ready to go faster.” The sneaky little bitch tightened her muscles around his c**k and threw her hips hard at him to counter his thrust. Dante stilled her by pressing down hard on her hip, digging his claws into the skin warningly but without drawing blood. “Don’t.

Move.” Instead, holding his eyes, she again defiantly clenched around him, smiling a very satisfied smile at the sound of his tortured groan. Bringing himself nose to nose with her, Dante gripped her by the throat. “Unless you want me to pull out and leave you hanging like this, do as you’re told.” The f**king shit-stain! She’d have hit him if she thought the big lug would actually feel it. Her wolf wasn’t impressed with that order either. There was more than one way to irritate him and get what she wanted. She softened her expression and gave him a sympathetic smile. “Oh, Dante, if you’d just explained that you were adjusting to being inside a woman you don’t have to inflate, I wouldn’t have pushed you like that.”

He gave her throat another squeeze. “Jaime.”

“You know, if it feels too weird, you could just put the head in.”

“Jaime.”

“Don’t worry, I understand if you’re a little out of practice when it comes to real women, so—” She cried out as he suddenly slammed into her—a punishing thrust. He didn’t start pumping away inside her to prove his virility, though. Damn wolf.

“Playing little games isn’t going to work with me, baby.”

Yeah, she’d gathered that. The truth was that she was in totally unfamiliar territory with Dante.

She was used to getting her own way when it came to guys, even those who were overbearingly dominant. She had always been able to control them in her own subtle way. A little reverse psychology, or simply feeding their egos, often went a long way in getting what she wanted. She wasn’t above using a little provocation either, and if she had said those things to another guy, he would have f**ked her to prove his masculinity. But not Dante. He wasn’t a guy she could have dancing to her tune or who would fall for her little tricks. Awkward f**ker. “I don’t need this gentle bullshit! I told you, I can take it!”

“Are you sure?” he taunted, loving to see her riled.

“I’m sure,” she bit out. A gasp burst out of her as he suddenly began hammering into her. Each of his branding strokes was a stab of complete and utter bliss. The only problem was that she knew he was keeping himself in check. She wanted all of him. Beating his back with her legs and clawing at him, she growled, “Stop holding back from me!” The next thing she knew, he’d withdrawn from her and she’d been roughly flipped onto her stomach. Then Dante was draped over her, nibbling on the mark he’d made on her neck. “Look, I know you live in caves, but this prehistoric man behavior is totally unacceptable.”

“I love these tattoos.” She had an angel on the back of her left shoulder and a devil on the back of her right shoulder. The angel, however, was holding a bottle of booze, covered in tattoos, and puckering her lips flirtatiously.

“Are you even listening to me?”

“You want it as hard as I can give it, right?” He looped an arm around her and pulled her to her hands and knees. “You should be careful what you ask for.” He drove a hand into her hair, snatched her head back, bit into the crook of her neck, and slammed home. Dante groaned as her muscles tightened around him. He gave the fresh bite on her neck a soothing lick, liking the look of it there. His wolf growled his approval, wanting Dante to mark her again. Oh, he planned to.

Dante swirled his tongue around the shell of her ear and then sucked the lobe into his mouth.

“Feel me, Jaime. Has anyone ever been this deep inside you?” She shook her head, and he was male enough to feel smug about that. “Does it feel good?” At her nod, he gave her a rewarding thrust.

“Does it feel good when I f**k you?” She nodded vigorously, so he gave her another rewarding thrust.

“Better than when Pretty Boy f**ked you?”

Guys and their egos! She thought about telling him to grow up, but she liked his version of rewards. “Yes.” That got her the forceful thrust she wanted.

“Did you let him have your ass?”

“No.” Another fierce, rewarding thrust.

“Have you let anyone else have it?”

“No.” Two fierce thrusts were her reward this time.

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