Lycan It, S. Yule [book recommendations for teens TXT] 📗

cupped each breast in his hands and kneaded them gently, flicking the pebbled nipples with his fingers. She sighed and leaned into his touch as he bent his head and sucked one tip into his mouth. She clasped the back of his head, urging him closer, urging him to continue caressing her with his mouth and tongue.

He kissed a path up and over her collarbone before standing. Reaching for the front of her jeans, he unsnapped the top and slid the zipper down. He took her mouth in another kiss as he pushed the denim down her legs. When he stepped back she stood before him in her panties. She fought the urge to cover herself again, but the way he looked at her stopped her from doing so.

He looked at her with those gorgeous, glowing eyes as if he really did think she was beautiful. He made her feel sexy, and she rarely felt sexy. She boldly reached for him, and traced the line of hair under his navel to the top of his jeans. His body was hard under her touch. Where she was soft and curvy, he was muscled and firm. She ran her finger under the waistband and he groaned.

He hooked his thumbs in the denim, worked them down his legs and kicked them off along with his boots. Her breathing nearly ceased as his erection sprang free from a nest of short, golden curls. He was big, really big.

She’d only been with one other guy, and he hadn’t come close to the size Raze was. She licked her lips as she continued her perusal of his astonishing body. His thighs were powerful and dusted with the same golden hair.

They reached for each other at the same time and he tumbled her onto the bed where he blanketed her. He was heavy, but kept enough of his weight off her so as not to crush her. She felt safe, protected . . . wanton, naughty. He brought out a wicked side of her she hadn’t known existed. He fisted a handful of her hair, gently tugged her head to the side, and exposed 53

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her neck. He nibbled at the delicate skin, and she wrapped her legs around his waist.

He ran his other hand down her side, over the curve of her hip, along her thigh and around to her knee. His fingers left a trail of fire on her skin, and she ached for him.

“Raze.” She panted his name.

“I wanted to take this slow, but I need you so bad.” His voice was gravelly, almost laced with pain.

Before she could answer, he flipped her onto her stomach, yanked her panties down her legs, and spread her arms wide on either side of her head where he pinned each wrist to the mattress. He kneed her thighs wide, and positioned the tip of his cock at her opening. She was wet, and she tried to push back onto him, knowing he’d slide in with ease. He growled, and pulled her up on her knees until her back was pressed against his chest. His arms wrapped tightly around her stomach, and he thrust up and buried himself in her with one smooth stroke.

She cried out as he stretched her. Tears sprang to her eyes as her body tried to adjust around him, and he stilled.

“Are you okay?” His words came in a tortured gasp.

“Yes. You’re just so big.”

“And you’re just so tight. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

After a few minutes, her body adjusted to his size and another ache throbbed in her, an ache that had nothing to do with physical pain, and everything to do with wanting him to stay inside her forever. “It’s all right.”

She pushed her hips back, and as impossible as it seemed, he grew harder, longer inside her.

He rested his head against her shoulder and slowly pulled out of her until the tip of his cock rested inside her, and thrust hard again. They cried out together and he pulled out and slammed home again, and repeated the motion. He plunged into her over and over, going deeper each time as she angled her hips down in invitation of his welcomed invasion.

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She panted with every slam of his hips, and he bit down on her neck.

Suddenly, fear rushed her from every direction, drowning out the wildfire he’d started in her. “No!”

He froze, but refused to release her when she struggled against him.

“What’s wrong, Janine?” The warm breath of his strained words tickled the moist skin of her neck.

“You bit me!” She thrashed hard now, fighting with all of her strength to break free of his hold, but he held her to him with infinite ease, infinite ease that angered her. “Let me go!”

“Stop it.”

“No.” She struggled until she went limp against him in an exhausted heap.

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Chapter Ten

“Janine?” She sobbed as Raze held her against him, and after her struggle ceased, he slipped out of her body.

“You made me like you,” she whispered between her sniffles.

“Son of a bitch,” he murmured under his breath before turning her to face him. “Look at me.” When she kept her eyes downward, he gave her a gentle shake. “Damn it. Look at me.” He nearly wept when he saw the pain in her eyes.

“Why? Why did you do it?” she choked out around sobs.

“I did not do anything. I didn’t even break your skin.” He took her hand and guided it to her neck so she could feel for herself. “I would never do that to you unless you agreed to it. Do you trust me so little after everything we’ve been through?”

He felt as if he’d been torn in two. His mate, the love of his life, the other half of his soul thought he would change her when she’d made it clear to him that she was scared of becoming what