Free Reclaiming Angelica by Zena Wynn Page A

whole.”
    His irises turn a brilliant gold, and his nostrils flared as
his gaze narrowed on the damp lace. Angelica felt a cool breeze pebble her
nipples and then glanced down in astonishment at her shredded dress. When she
looked at Raul, he was idly flexing his claws.
    “You’re moving too slow.”
    His comment startled a laugh out of her. Angelica rose
fluidly to her knees and removed the scraps of material. Then she placed her
hands on her thigh and tilted her head, her gaze challenging.
    “Now the panties,” he ordered.
    “You want them off? Take ’em off yourself.”
    He blinked, then languidly grinned. It was so wicked she
felt another wave of arousal sweep through her body.
    “If you insist,” he agreed amiably.
    He lifted his hand, and Angelica braced for the slash of
claws. Instead he sauntered forward until his knees bumped the mattress, his
bobbing cock leading the way. Raul trailed the claw of his right forefinger
down her sternum, between her breasts and beyond, circling her navel before
dipping his finger lightly inside. “You are so sexy. I could eat you up.”
    Reflexively, Angelica’s vaginal muscles clenched, and she
thrust her hips forward, seeking his touch where she needed it most. “Touch
me,” she half pleaded, half demanded.
    “I am.”
    “Lower.”
    Back and forth, his finger faithfully followed the edge of
her panties, never dipping lower. “Here?”
    “Raul!”
    There was a sharp sting as he ripped the panties right off
her body.
    “Ooo!” she cried out in surprise, then purred. Damn, that
was hot! He’d never done anything like this before.
    “I’m going to eat you alive,” he said, stroking his thumb
along her slit. “But first, there’s the matter of your feeding to attend to.”
Raul climbed up her body, pushing her down so he straddled her chest, knees
spread wide. He stroked his erection base to head, then moved closer so that
his penis was in sucking distance. “Feed.”
    Angelica’s eyes bulged in shock. “From your cock?”
    “Yes.” He brushed the moist tip against her slightly parted
lips.
    “You’re sure?” Angelica wasn’t sure why she hesitated. Her
bite wasn’t painful, beyond the initial sting, but the thought of sinking her
fangs into such a sensitive area gave her pause.
    “Bite me!” He pressed insistently until the head butted her
fangs.
    Angelica flicked out her tongue and pulled in a drop of his
spicy essence. He sucked in a sharp breath, and his thighs tensed beneath her
hands. She smiled and did it again, lingering over the hole with tantalizing
slowness.
    Raul cursed and his canines lengthened.
    Loving his primal response, Angelica twirled her tongue
around the ridge that lined the head, paying particular attention to the
sensitive underside.
    He snarled. “Angelica, quit pla— Fuck !”
    She sucked deeply, drawing strongly on the small pinpricks
she’d made. When the coagulant in her saliva sealed the tiny holes, Angelica
bit him again, repeating the process over and over until Raul positively
vibrated over her.
    He snarled out a litany of profanity as his clawed fingers
held a vice grip in her hair, holding her head to him. Angelica could tell he
was rigidly controlling himself even as his hips jerked. The strain on his face
showed he was ruthlessly suppressing the need to thrust.
    She bit him harder, sinking her fangs deep this time.
    With a roar, Raul’s control snapped. He jerked her off him
using her hair, had her up and over onto her belly in a blink. Before the world
stopped spinning, he had her ass high and had mounted her. The first thrust
sent her sliding forward. Raul clamped his hands on her hips and yanked her
back. His second thrust made her gasp with a combination of pleasure and pain.
The third one hit a spot that made her cry out and clench around him.
    Raul slid one hand to her belly to hold her in position. The
other landed on the mattress beside her hand as he hunched over her. “Brace
yourself,” was all the