Free Southern Shifters: Impawsible (Kindle Worlds Novella) (Buchanan Clan Book 1) by Celia Kyle

caused.
    Carter sank into her again and again, punishing and pleasuring her in equal measure and she took all of him. She took everything he had to give and reveled in each snippet of bliss that flowed between them. Their bodies fit with ease, his cock made for her pussy, and she cried out with the ecstasy that assaulted her nerves. He thrust into her over and again, stroking her both inside and out. The meeting of their hips, the slap of skin against skin, echoed through the room and she moaned with each coming together.
    Pleasure coated her nerves, her body singing and begging him to give her more. To fuck her harder, to plunge deep and make her come. Her pussy rippled around him, milking his length each time the fat head of his cock stroked her inner walls.
    She rocked against him, meeting him thrust for thrust, taking him as deep as she could and fighting to take even more. Their bodies collided, sending shards of bliss bolting through her body, and it slowly stole control of her muscles. She trembled and shook, the pleasure snatching at her breath and she was nothing more than a ball of growing ecstasy.
    Soon. Soon. Soon. She was gonna come, gonna scream his name and beg for his bite and pray he gave her what she desired most—to belong to him.
    Then… then he found the perfect angle, his cock stroking and sliding over the nerves in her sheath, his hips tapping her clit in just the right way…
    “There! Fuck! Right there, please, please, please…”
    His eyes flared golden and then amber, flickering as pure pleasure filled his face.
    He redoubled his efforts, thrust harder, increasing his pace as he fucked deeper. Her moans and groans turned into whimpers and pleas.
    “Carter. Mate. Please.”
    “Come for me, Bethie. Come on my cock.”
    She wanted to. Wanted to so very, very badly.
    The bubble of pleasure grew. It enveloped her body, beginning at her pussy and stretching outward, increasing with every thrust and retreat. Each breath forced it to grow bigger. Each shift of muscle had it expanding. Each meeting of their bodies had it further wrapping around her until she was nothing but a balloon of sensation. Her clit twitched and pulsed in time with her beating heart, her sheath clenching on his thick length while her nipples silently throbbed and begged for attention. It was too much and not enough. Overwhelming, yet lacking.
    She needed… Him. His fangs deep in her shoulder.
    “Need to be yours, Carter. Need it.”
    “Come,” he snarled, baring his fangs.
    “Bite me. Claim me.”
    “Bethie.”
    “Please. Need it so bad,” she whimpered, the edge of pleasure slowly morphing and becoming tinged with a sharp slice of pain.
    Carter hissed at her, his gaze straying to her shoulder, to the flesh where her neck met that part of her, and she knew what he wanted. She tilted her head to the side, baring her throat in submission and invitation. The ecstasy was slowly rising to the breaking point, the place where she could scream in overwhelming pleasure or whine in pain.
    She held her breath, waiting, wondering, and…
    He struck, fangs bared and deep within her flesh, sinking into her muscles with an easy parting of skin. Her shout echoed off the walls, her scream filling the air while pleasure and pain ebbed and flowed, coalescing in a tsunami of ecstasy that stole her breath. She lost control of her body, muscles tightening, toes curling as the bliss shattered her restraint.
    Carter grew within her sheath, stretching her farther, and his moan joined her shout. His cum filled her, warmth flooding her center as he claimed her both inside and out. Their scents would mingle and change, one and all knowing she belonged to him, and him alone. He sucked and laved her injury, every pull sending another wave of joy slithering along her nerves until she thought she’d die from the pleasure of his bite, his touch.
    He jerked once more, his hips fully sealed to hers, and he gradually slowed his suckling until he merely