Free Raber Wolf Pack Book Two by Ryan Michele Page A

table, that was not turned on. This, whatever it is, is undoubtedly turned on. Holy shit. Inside my body, everything tingles in the best possible way. My stomach does a roll of delight as I wet my underwear in anticipation. You know that moment back in grade school where you accidently peed your pants because you couldn’t get to the bathroom fast enough? Well, that’s me and it’s not even close to pee.
    I’ve been horny and lustful. I’ve been turned on. But this, this is something much, much more. It is a need so huge that if I don’t get some relief like now, I’m pretty sure I will spontaneously combust. I clamp my legs together, rubbing. The light bit of friction isn’t enough and the ache is getting stronger, more demanding, needier. Shit.
    My brain takes a vacation and the lust takes over. I’ve never been sexually inhibited and I really don’t know Max, but my body tells me that this is what it wants, and it wants it now. Max’s nostrils flare and his green eyes go sexy hot. Need you. I try to say, but the words don’t come out. Instead, I bark “bed,” like I’m giving him an order. He says nothing, but sits on the edge of the bed and tilts his head. He knows what I need, why isn’t he giving it to me?
    I don’t bother with niceties. I rip the clothes from my body and stand in front him completely naked, not feeling an ounce of self-consciousness. I raise my brow. I don’t even ask. I tear his clothes from his body, leaving only his boxer briefs. His body shakes with laughter and right now, I may rip his head off for it. He wants to be my mate, well, my body needs something, right the fuck now.
    I crawl up his body and straddle him, my hot pussy resting on his stomach, my hands on his chest. God, he is so damn sexy. I lean down, our naked chests touching, and kiss him. I try to control the kiss, but he doesn’t allow it. As soon as he feels it, he threads his fingers through my hair, moving my head exactly where he wants it, and deepens the kiss. I’ve been kissed, but never in my life like this. Never like all the air is being sucked out of my body leaving it a withering mess. He doesn’t wait for me to open my mouth, he makes me, and takes my tongue in his, massaging, teasing. Wetness pools in my pussy, and I rock my hips back and forth on his hard abs needing stimulation.
    “You need me, baby?” he asks after breaking away. And I do. I really, really do and he knows this. They said earlier that this would happen. Lily said it, my body screams it.
    “Yes,” I pant breathily.
    “This will be the only time you can take from me, Kenly. After this, I’m in charge of everything. So, baby, you’d better take exactly what you want, right now,” he warns, kicking my libido into hyper-drive. I move down his body, his boxer-covered dick right at my folds, hard and ready. God, so fucking big. As I move my hips back and forth, his dick grows even larger against me.
    “I’m not sure you’re going to fit.” The more it grows, the more I’m thinking not.
    “It will. You were made for me from the Heavens. My dick will fit in every spot of your body with ease,” Max says with all the confidence in the world.
    Well, if I’m going out it may as well be with a bang. I pull down his briefs just enough to grip his dick, squeezing it hard then lining it up with my core. As his head enters, I swear the world around me stops. I lower farther and farther, and yet farther down on to him, every nerve in my body igniting in a continuous rolling wave of unbelievable pleasure.
    I wiggle my hips then come in contact with his pelvic bone. He’s all the way in. Holy shit. I can feel him everywhere. I’ve had lots of sex in my life, but never, never has it ever felt anything like this and I haven’t even moved yet. It’s perfect. The sculpted man below me is the sexiest thing to ever walk this planet, with his cut chest and broad shoulders and the treasure trail of hair between his chiseled abs leading to his