Free Foxy Lady by Marie Harte Page A

For forever.
    An image of her round with his child intruded, and the spice of her need overwhelmed him.
    “I’m coming,” he said on a breath as he exploded inside her. The orgasm left him lightheaded, awash in two very different sensations.
    Pure pleasure: because sex with Julia was like dying and going to heaven.
    Pure panic: because for the second time in his life, counting the first when he’d taken her in fox form, he hadn’t used protection. And despite the fact that foxes bred once a year, Julia was definitely in heat.

    Julia could barely breathe. Sex with Ty had been both inevitable and incredible. At this point, what remained of her pitiful willpower could go to hell. He remained joined to her, his cock semi-hard and deliciously full.
    Together, they smelled right. His scent covered hers yet didn’t overwhelm, rather, he smelled sweet, a combination of them both.
    Running her hands over his strong arms, she kept her legs locked around his waist, not wanting him to pull out just yet.
    “Hmm. You feel so good.” She kissed him again. He resisted for a moment, which surprised her. Then he groaned and deepened the kiss.
    When he stopped, she was shocked he’d hardened again inside her.
    “Ty?”
    “I know. I just came and I’m hard again. I can’t help it. It’s you.” He groaned as if in pain, but didn’t withdraw. “Julia, I— When you look at me like that, it’s all I can do not to turn and take you hard. My fox wants to fuck you all over again,” he said in a husky voice.
    “How am I looking at you?” she asked coyly, imagining herself on her knees, his cock in her mouth. She felt wicked and wild, and had no idea she could feel so free. Nothing seemed to matter right now but riding that pleasure train to climax all over again. “Move inside me.”
    Ty’s eyes turned. “God, you’re making this hard.”
    “I know.” She wiggled under him and grinned.
    “Hell.” Ty grunted and began pistoning again. “Those questions, Julia?”
    “Oh, you feel so good. Ask whatever you want, just don’t stop.” She shifted until he brushed her clit as he took her.
    She hadn’t thought they’d fit. She was tiny, he…wasn’t. But he filled her right up.
    Instinct demanded he spend inside her again. Her animal spirit whispered her longings, her needs and desires. “Take me, Ty, and I’ll give you whatever you want.”
    “Julia,” he breathed and stared at her while he fucked her. Brutal, beautiful, wild. Her silver fox reveled in Ty’s conquest. He’d run her down, the only silver fox ever to do so. And he’d beaten her challenge without hurting her. She could see scratches and bite marks all over his arms and chest. They’d fade over time, but right now they marked him as hers.
    “Come inside me,” she encouraged.
    “Fuck yes,” he groaned. He inserted a hand between them and rubbed her clit, gliding over the slick nub with enough pressure to set her off again.
    “Ty, please.” Julia begged him to end the painful hunger setting her on fire.
    “Take it, Julia. All for you,” he growled and pinched her clit.
    She screamed and came around him. He removed his hand and thrust fast and deep inside her before reaching the pinnacle of release again.
    Ty shuddered, climaxing. When he pulled out, he milked the rest of his come over her belly and rubbed it in. “Yeah, that’s it. I want it all over you. So everyone knows where you belong,” he rasped.
    His warm hands soothed her, and she basked in the waves of her climax until the cold air dragged her from her sex-induced stupor.
    “That was incredible.”
    “And something that’s going to be happening a lot in the near and far future,” Ty murmured with contentment. “You’re finally mine.”
    “Yours,” she repeated softly, thinking how wonderful that sounded. Fox to fox, woman to man… “Holy crap!”
    “And there you are. I was wondering where the real Julia had gone.” Ty chuckled.
    She glanced at him and saw his canines