Free Betrayal by H.M. McQueen Page A

she was astounded at how perfect the moment felt. Emma reveled in the taste of him and the feel of his skin against hers.
    His hair was soft and thick as it flowed through her fingers. It fell forward and formed a silken tent around them as they continued to feast on each other’s mouths. She wished time would stand still at that moment. If only she could freeze these fantastic sensations forever. When his mouth suckled at her throat, she arched back to allow him more access. He nipped at the sensitive skin for a few delicious moments after which his warm lips moved down to her breasts.
    He took her nipple in his mouth while his hand moved between her legs. 
    A quiver raced over her and Emma bucked into his hand. She didn’t understand what her body did but it felt so good. Her head thrashed from side-to-side as she tried to hold back. She lost the battle and cried out when everything spun out of control.
    Floating downward, she forced her eyes open. He watched her, his lips curved in a satisfied smile. “You are ready for me, but I want to enjoy you a bit more.” As if she could form a coherent reply at that moment? The only word that came to mind was ‘more’. Emma raked her fingernails across his broad shoulders.
    Cyn continued his sweet torture and slipped a finger inside her as his lips took hers captive again. She’d never experienced anything as glorious as this.
    Hands on her hips, he held her in place and slid lower, between her legs. When his hot mouth covered her and his tongue began to explore, Emma was sure she’d pass out from the intensity of the torrent his lips caused. He continued the sweet torment, his tongue giving her more pleasure than she ever thought possible. He suckled and licked her until her body trembled in release.
    “I need you,” Emma gasped. “I want you…” She wasn’t sure what she wanted, but she didn’t want it to end.
    Ever.
    Cyn panted. “Take me then.” He moved back up and his mouth took hers, as he pushed deep into her.
    The rumble of his deep voice at her ear enhanced the sensory experience. “You feel so damn good. Just feeling your heat surround me is amazing,” his hoarse tone oh so sexy, at her ear. He paused for a moment and lifted his head. Pleasure darkened eyes raked over her face. He captured her mouth in a fervent kiss.
    At this point, all she could do was let go and enjoyed the moment.
    Then Cyn began pumping in and out of her again, finding and setting a rhythm. Grunting and moaning in her ear, he moved faster and faster, taking them to the climax they both craved. He threw his head back and his incisors snapped down as he began to peak.
    His fangs sunk into her throat.
    Emma felt as if she floated into space as wave after wave of intense climaxes hit her. Her body convulsed and her fingers curled in his hair holding him in place at her throat. The connection was intense. It was as if a gateway had been opened and their emotions intermingled and flowed between them.
    He tensed and his body began to shudder. Somehow, she knew he felt as much as she did. The sound of his loud moans ebbed and flowed with hers.
    With a loud growl, he came inside her. His heated release filled her.
    He thrust one last time and collapsed on top of her.
    He retracted his fangs from her throat and licked it, sealing the wound.
    Totally spent, Emma caressed his back, her fingers tracing the muscular lines while the steady beat of his heart thumped against her breast.
    “I’m sorry, I know I’m heavy,” he mumbled a moment later and lifted off of her. He lay on his back and held her against his chest.
    “You are so beautiful.” His voice washed over her as she lay within his arms, her body sated and limp.
    Making love with Cyn was incredible. Exhausted, she lay snuggled against him with her eyes closed. Her body unsteady and her mind empty of all negative emotions.
    A few moments later, Emma raised her head and peered at him. He appeared relaxed, his eyes hooded, a soft