Free Reed: Bowen Boys by Kathi S. Barton Page A

her, and knew that if he entered her now, it would be over almost as soon as it began. Going to his knees, Reed pulled her to the edge of the bed and laid her legs open on either side of him. He was going to taste her and wanted her to watch him. When she leaned up on her elbows, he kissed her bent knees and then looked up at her.
    “I’m going to eat you.” Her moan was nearly his undoing. “Then I’m going to make love to you. I’m going to come deep inside of you and mark you again. Do you know what I’m saying?”
    “You want to bite me.” He nodded. “I don’t understand why, but I like the way it feels when you sink your teeth into me. Just thinking about it makes me wet.”
    He could smell her arousal and leaned in to bury his nose into her heat. She threw back her head and he lifted his head. He wanted her to watch him. He wanted to see her face when she enjoyed this. “Watch me, Kerry. Watch how much I enjoy drinking from you.”
    Pulling her closer to the edge of the bed, he spread her legs wider. He could see her clit, swollen with need, and he wanted more than anything to bite her there. Leaning slowly into her, he licked her from gate to clit, then worried the hard nubbin with his teeth and tongue. She rolled her hips up to him, and he suckled her hard.
    Her climax screamed from her, and he lapped to catch all of her juices. She cried out again and again as he fucked her with his tongue. And when he pressed his finger into her, she rode him hard. He wrapped his free hand around his cock after gathering cream that dripped from her sheath.
    He thought if he came like this he could take her easily. But when she cried out again, this time begging him to take her, Reed knew that he’d not be gentle with her this time even if he came a dozen times before entering her. Standing up, he nearly went back to her when she spread her legs wider for him and touched her clit.
    “Move to the middle of your bed so we have room. I need you. Christ, do I ever need you.” When she didn’t move fast enough for him, he picked her up and moved her himself. As soon as he moved between her legs, she wrapped her legs around him and he slammed home.
    “Reed,” she screamed out his name. He moved out of her to the tip, then back into her hard. He had to tell himself that she wasn’t a panther and that he needed to be careful with her, but every time he tried, she’d do something to make him forget again. When her nails sliced down his back, she arched up beneath him and he felt her mouth slide over his arm.
    He wanted her to bite him. Now. He needed her to mark him in the way of their kind, and nearly begged her to when her teeth nipped at his shoulder as he pounded into her. When she cried out this time, he felt his own climax racing over his body, and before he could tell her to bite, command her to mark him, he felt her teeth sink into his flesh, and his climax roared from him as he let his panther go enough to mark her as his. He then filled her with his essence.
    She screamed again. This time he knew that he’d hurt her, but he couldn’t stop. He needed her to be his. When he lifted his head after a few more long hard strokes inside of her, he noticed that she had blood on her mouth. His blood. And that she was unconscious.
    Instead of dropping over her in exhaustion, he leaned down over her and gathered her into his arms. He’d hurt her, he knew, and he hoped that she’d only fallen into this state from her climax instead of from the pain he’d caused her. When her eyes fluttered open, he watched her for any signs of pain or anger, but all she did was look at him with the most sated look on her face.
    “I don’t think it worked.” He frowned at her. “Doing this to get you out of my system. I think I only made it worse.”
    “Worse how?” He moved her hair from her face and kissed her gently on the mouth. “How is this worse?”
    “I don’t think I’ll be able to walk away from you as easily as I had