Free Pack Princess (Paranormal Shapeshifer BBW Romance): (Devil Riders MC) by Milly Taiden, Mina Carter
Authors: Milly Taiden, Mina Carter
moaned and leaned her head back against the wall, showing off the curve if her neck and her erratic pulse.
She wiggled, trying to urge him to speed up. “I'm. Going. To. Die.” She puffed each word out between moans. “You're killing me here.”
How he managed to arch an eyebrow with the little temptress wriggling like that on his cock, he had no idea, but he did.
“Oh? I think we have to work on your patience issues, Princess,” he ground out, lifting her off his length. This time though, he didn’t let her slide back down. Instead, he slid a hand up her back to clasp around her nape, driving up into her at the same time he pulled her down onto his cock. She gasped, her head back and her eyes closed. Her expression was pure bliss.
She was speechless, a first for his princess. Triumph surged through him and he did it again, ignoring the earth-shattering pleasure that coursed through his body in favor of driving into her hard and fast. “How’s that, Princess? You like getting taken hard by your mate, in your wedding dress?”
“I don't like it.” Her pussy flexed around him, legs squeezing around his waist. “I love it. Can't wait for the naked version of this.” She inhaled deep. “But there's... Too much talking,” she groaned. “Need more fucking.”
Hell, yes. He could really get behind that idea. His groan echoed hers as he drove into her again, their passion rattling the very wall they leaned against as he took the woman he loved with everything he had in him.
***
Another moan tore from the center of her chest to rush out of her lips. Tension turned her muscles stiff. The feel of each thrust hit so much more than just her body. Every plunge felt like a new branding from the inside. Her pussy clenched tight around his cock.
Oh, lord. But then he'd pull back and drive even harder than before. With so much power. Hard. Deep. So fucking good she swore she'd pass out from pleasure. Oxygen beat at her lungs, fighting its way in. She couldn’t speak at that point, her focus solely on his body owning hers.
The soft growl that slipped from his lips, reverberating against her neck where he kissed her rolled through her entire body, reaching her clit, which ached in response. Everything about him found a response in her. A perfect dance, like their souls touched at the same time their bodies became one.
“I love you,” she moaned. Couldn't she have done this later? Like maybe after he made her come? Apparently, her emotions and her animal were in agreement, wanted to be known. Not the best timing but what the hell?
She cleared her throat, pressing back the knot growing there. “Not because you fuck like a god, which you do.”
She loved the wildness of his features. The blue glow to his eyes was one she'd always be turned on by. Tension twined around her core, building to that giant ball she knew would soon crack.
“I can't even really explain it other than to say my heart hurts when I'm not with you.” She swallowed hard, her eyes almost rolling to the back of her head from how fucking delicious he felt pumping into her. “From the first moment our eyes met, something about you slipped deep into me. So deep it reached my soul.”
He pulled back and drove into her, adding a twist of his lithe hips that made her eyes cross in absolute pleasure. “The mate bond,” he muttered, his voice raspy with a growl. “I felt the same way. As soon as I saw you, I knew you were trouble.”
“I'm not trouble.” She moaned, tension twined inside, turning her muscles stiffer. “Okay, maybe a little.”
Her body's temperature shot through the roof. Hotter than ever. Everything inside her woman and animal loved the way he pounded into her. Reckless. Every thrust pushed her, urged her closer to release. Just a little more and she'd be there.
Hell, she wanted it so bad. To feel him deep and hard inside when she came. Then, as if he'd read her mind, he increased in speed. Gliding his teeth by the curve of
She wiggled, trying to urge him to speed up. “I'm. Going. To. Die.” She puffed each word out between moans. “You're killing me here.”
How he managed to arch an eyebrow with the little temptress wriggling like that on his cock, he had no idea, but he did.
“Oh? I think we have to work on your patience issues, Princess,” he ground out, lifting her off his length. This time though, he didn’t let her slide back down. Instead, he slid a hand up her back to clasp around her nape, driving up into her at the same time he pulled her down onto his cock. She gasped, her head back and her eyes closed. Her expression was pure bliss.
She was speechless, a first for his princess. Triumph surged through him and he did it again, ignoring the earth-shattering pleasure that coursed through his body in favor of driving into her hard and fast. “How’s that, Princess? You like getting taken hard by your mate, in your wedding dress?”
“I don't like it.” Her pussy flexed around him, legs squeezing around his waist. “I love it. Can't wait for the naked version of this.” She inhaled deep. “But there's... Too much talking,” she groaned. “Need more fucking.”
Hell, yes. He could really get behind that idea. His groan echoed hers as he drove into her again, their passion rattling the very wall they leaned against as he took the woman he loved with everything he had in him.
***
Another moan tore from the center of her chest to rush out of her lips. Tension turned her muscles stiff. The feel of each thrust hit so much more than just her body. Every plunge felt like a new branding from the inside. Her pussy clenched tight around his cock.
Oh, lord. But then he'd pull back and drive even harder than before. With so much power. Hard. Deep. So fucking good she swore she'd pass out from pleasure. Oxygen beat at her lungs, fighting its way in. She couldn’t speak at that point, her focus solely on his body owning hers.
The soft growl that slipped from his lips, reverberating against her neck where he kissed her rolled through her entire body, reaching her clit, which ached in response. Everything about him found a response in her. A perfect dance, like their souls touched at the same time their bodies became one.
“I love you,” she moaned. Couldn't she have done this later? Like maybe after he made her come? Apparently, her emotions and her animal were in agreement, wanted to be known. Not the best timing but what the hell?
She cleared her throat, pressing back the knot growing there. “Not because you fuck like a god, which you do.”
She loved the wildness of his features. The blue glow to his eyes was one she'd always be turned on by. Tension twined around her core, building to that giant ball she knew would soon crack.
“I can't even really explain it other than to say my heart hurts when I'm not with you.” She swallowed hard, her eyes almost rolling to the back of her head from how fucking delicious he felt pumping into her. “From the first moment our eyes met, something about you slipped deep into me. So deep it reached my soul.”
He pulled back and drove into her, adding a twist of his lithe hips that made her eyes cross in absolute pleasure. “The mate bond,” he muttered, his voice raspy with a growl. “I felt the same way. As soon as I saw you, I knew you were trouble.”
“I'm not trouble.” She moaned, tension twined inside, turning her muscles stiffer. “Okay, maybe a little.”
Her body's temperature shot through the roof. Hotter than ever. Everything inside her woman and animal loved the way he pounded into her. Reckless. Every thrust pushed her, urged her closer to release. Just a little more and she'd be there.
Hell, she wanted it so bad. To feel him deep and hard inside when she came. Then, as if he'd read her mind, he increased in speed. Gliding his teeth by the curve of