Free Gray Back Ghost Bear by T. S. Joyce Page A

from behind and ramming you until you scream my name.” He lifted his gaze from her shoulders. “Like tasting you.”
    “You’d want to?”
    “Fuck yeah, you smell delicious. You get aroused so easy around me. Fills up my head.” Jason blinked slowly.
    “Maybe one taste.” Gosh, oh gosh! She was actually going to do this. With Jason!
    “You won’t stick to that rule.” He fell to his knees in front of her and drew one of her tingling nipples into his mouth. His tongue brushed against it over and over until her hips rolled forward. Oh, that man had a clever mouth.
    He moved to her other and gave it the same attention while his hand drifted down her waist. A soft moan moved past her lips as she pressed her head back against the wall. The rafters were low here, angling upward to make the vaulted ceiling, but she clutched onto the smooth wooden beam like a lifeline. Her legs would give out if she didn’t steady herself. Already, they were numbing by the moment.
    Jason cupped her sex, and she gasped as the heel of his hand pressed against her clit.
    “So sensitive for me,” he murmured.
    “More,” she pleaded.
    When he slid his finger into her, a helpless sound clawed up her throat.
    More, more, more.
    Jason leaned forward and tongued her clit, then pushed inside of her.
    “Oh!” she cried out, shocked at how good it felt.
    “One taste,” he whispered, easing away by centimeters. “Or do you want more?”
    She nodded her head. “More.”
    His wicked smile was instant before he grabbed her ass and kissed her again. This time, he didn’t stop. He didn’t question or hesitate. He ate her rhythmically, tongue thrusting into her over and over. Three licks, then he sucked on her clit until she cried out, then back into her with that sexy tongue of his. She was panting now, losing control as pressure filled her middle. She was going to come soon. She panted out a mewling sound as she gave up on the rafter and gripped his hair with both hands. “Jason,” she said on a shaky sigh as the pleasure turned blinding.
    Her orgasm rocketed through her, and she cried out. Jason bit the inside of her thigh gently, and a tremble worked its way up her spine at how delicious his teeth felt against her sensitive flesh. He wouldn’t bite her deeply. She trusted him.
    As her body throbbed, Jason stood so fast, he was a blur. Gripping the back of her neck and pressing his lips against the tripping pulse in her neck, he slid into her. It didn’t hurt like she’d been worried about. He’d made sure she was prepared for him. A silly pride filled her that she could take all of him, and when he eased out and shoved back into her, the orgasm that was seizing her body transformed into building pressure again.
    “One,” he growled out as he thrust into her again.
    “Oooh,” she whispered. Jason was on a sexy mission to destroy Evan’s number.
    Even if he wasn’t biting her to claim her, this felt territorial. He slid into her again, hitting her clit just right. Dang, she was so sensitive right now after what he’d done with his mouth.
    She hugged him closer, reveling in the feel of his steely frame against hers. A snarl rumbled low in his throat, and he picked her up and slammed her back against the wall, pulling her legs around his waist. His powerful hips bucked harder against her. She was losing her mind, moaning with what he was doing to her. Another orgasm blasted through her, her body clenching around him as Jason’s growl turned feral. And when he leaned in to nip at her neck, she could see it. His bear was right there in his silver moon eyes. They churned like storm clouds for just a moment before he closed them.
    “Two,” he rasped out, slamming into her harder.
    Her aftershocks raced on as she clawed at his back. Territorial man, she got it. She absolutely understood. She wanted to wipe away his memory of the mate who had failed him, of the emptiness he’d found with those other women. She wanted Jason all to