Free Shifter Untamed by Ambrielle Kirk

and teeth. He used them all to caress her skin. Moving unbearably slow across her back and up and down her spine.
    Dane knelt lower and she cried out when he nipped her ass. Big palms pressed against the bottom of her spine, pushing her downward until her breasts were smashed against the top of the table. Her ass was now held high in the air for his exploration.
    “Dane—” She choked on his name as two fingers speared her pussy.
    He pumped into her with the same agonizing slowness of his earlier kisses, then removed them. The moment he left her entrance unfilled, she ached. Her nipples tightened to the sound of moans of satisfaction escaping his lips. She peeked over her shoulder to see him licking her nectar from his fingers.
    “You taste like warm milk and honey,” he said. He took a long swipe at the back of her thigh with his tongue. He teased her until her legs trembled, moving closer and closer to her needy center.
    “What are you doing?” she panted.
    “Eating you for desert.”
    Dane buried his lips between the folds of her pussy, burying his tongue deep into her wet core. He dipped his tongue in and out of her heat and back and forth across her clit. He was relentless in his rhythm and drove her near the edge numerous times. He ate hungrily, driving his tongue against her pussy. Her feet barely touched the ground, her tiptoes the only thing keeping her balanced. She clutched at the edge of the table as he devoured her. When she came, she screamed and it echoed through his house.
    He never gave her a chance to come down from the orgasm. He rose and entered her from behind without warning. There was nothing nice about the way he fucked her. Hard male flesh beat into her pussy with vigor. She loved it. Every last second.
    He tugged a fistful of her hair and her spine arched downward as he pulled. Nothing could be heard except for the consistent slap of his balls against her wet folds and his pelvis against her ass.
    He growled. “Trina. Kitten. ”
    Her body plummeted into another climax. The intense sensations rained down on her like a comet shower. His release was right behind hers. His seed burst into her like a shooting star, coating and burning her insides.
    When it was all over, he leaned against her, breathing hoarsely against her back.
    Dane picked her up and gathered her in his arms after their heart rates had returned to normal. He walked them out of the dining room.
    “Where are you going with me?”
    “You ask too many questions,” he teased.
    “I need many answers.”
    “I’d like a second helping.”
    She lifted her eyebrows. “Of what?”
    “Your fucking pussy.”
    A sharp pang of ecstasy ran up her spine, causing her nipples to harden even more. “You should have told me I was marrying a sex fiend.”
    He reached the stairs and climbed them without a stumble. “I wanted that part to be a surprise.”
    There was a relatively large shower in what appeared to be a master bedroom. He set her down near the shower and leaned inside to turn on the water.
    “I hope you’re not afraid to get your hair wet.”
    “You’ve already messed it up and I fully expect you to remedy that.” She stepped backward into the shower.
    He grinned. “I thought you were a nice girl.”
    “Nice girls get naughty too, especially when there’s a really big present involved.” Her gaze fell to his massive erection. He had to have at least been at least ten inches long. The swift way in which he brought her to orgasm also told her that he was thick enough to hit the right spots.
    Dane entered the shower, closing in on her like a hungry wolf. Her back hit the wall and he hefted her up by the thighs, wrapping her legs around his waist.
    He slid inside her sex with ease, but there was nothing easy about the way he fucked her. Before long, Trina forgot the number of times the hungry wolf took her that night.

Chapter Eight
    Trina was jarred awake by a set of large hands. Before she opened her eyes, she registered