Free Prowl the Night by Crystal Jordan Page A

with her. Gradually, she’d felt herself relax. While she was inside the mansion, at least, she was safe.
    An hour later, she’d felt ready to take her shower and get some design work done. That always helped her feel calm and centered. But first, she’d had to have that bath. Her own stink had been driving her nuts.
    At least this shower was for more pleasurable reasons, but that sense of serenity she’d sunk into had evaporated like steam. Because Tomas wanted to argue again.
    Dropping her head back, she let the water rush through her hair and run down her face.
    A low growl sounded from Tomas. “You look so sexy when you do that.”
    She couldn’t help her laugh, pushing away a few locks of hair that clung to her cheeks and jaw. “You always look sexy. Especially wet and naked.”
    A flush rose to her cheeks at her own bold words, but she’d found that he liked it when she spoke of her desire for him. She preferred to show him rather than tell him, so she stopped talking and started doing. If it kept the sweetness of their dinner together going a little longer, she wanted that. She wanted it badly. As badly as the Panther inside her wanted its mate. For once, she and the cat were in agreement.
    Reaching forward, she set her hands on his muscular chest. Water matted the dark curls there, and she danced her fingers over them until she touched his flat nipples. They puckered for her and she grinned. He groaned. “Your fangs are showing, Ciri.”
    â€œAre they?” Her smile widened and she ran her tongue down a sharp tooth. “Well, I will have to be very careful, won’t I?”
    â€œMadras.” His hands shot out to brace himself on the slick tile walls when she bent forward to lick his nipples. She twirled her tongue around them one at a time, shaping her lips around them. The taste of his skin, the smell of him, was something she’d never get enough of. She closed her eyes, savoring him, and made certain he felt the scrape of her fangs on his flesh.
    His hips jerked, and she groped blindly for his cock, knowing she’d find him hard and more than ready to take her. Moisture gathered between her thighs, and the shower spray running down their bodies only accentuated the anticipation thrumming through her.
    â€œMy turn,” he rasped. His hands closed over her shoulders, jerking her upright. “I couldn’t take any more.”
    Burying his face into the crook of her neck, he bit her hard. She jolted in shock, tingles exploding down her skin as her entire body reacted to the pleasured pain. His fingers slid down to cup her hips, pulling her up until she had to wrap her legs around his waist. Every inch of her was plastered against him, the water sealing them together.
    Her nipples rubbed his chest, the hair there stimulating her sensitive flesh. He turned to press her back to the slippery wall, lifting her higher until his cock nudged the lips of her pussy. Her sex fisted, her desire ratcheting up.
    â€œFuck me, Tomas.” She moaned, her head rolling against the wall. “Now.”
    He laughed, the sound strained. “As you wish.”
    Gravity would have impaled her on him, but that wasn’t good enough for them. She tightened her legs on him as he thrust upward. Crying out as he filled her to the limit, she felt her muscles clamp down on his thick length. So right. So perfect. Her flesh was already swollen from his use earlier, and if she hadn’t been so wet for him, it might have hurt.
    Slipping her fingers into the silk of his hair, she used her superhuman strength to jerk his head up for a kiss. He snarled, gold flickering in his eyes, shimmering beneath his skin, the Panther showing through on his handsome face. She sucked his lower lip into her mouth, grazed it with her fangs. His movements inside her carried the same amount of ferocity as her kiss. She shoved her tongue into his mouth, and he hammered his cock into her