Free Capturing Caroline by Anya Bast Page B

you.
    United, we
forge this bond.
    We are
mated.
    I am
yours.
     
    As his words
filled the chapel, warmth wrapped her and a strange tingling
tickled her skin.
    Euphoria filled her. It was… magick . Some strange Lycaon magick
that wove their souls together. For her,
it was just a formality. Her soul already felt woven into
Torrent’s.
    When Torrent
uttered the final syllable, her spine arched and magick poured
through her. Torrent caught her as her knees gave way and he folded
her into his embrace.
    “I love you,”
he whispered near her ear, then gave her a long kiss.
    The chapel
erupted into applause, but she and Torrent barely heard it.
    “Take me home,”
she whispered into Torrent’s ear. “I want to you make love to me
all night.”
    His arms
tightened around her and he shivered. “Then let’s get out of
here.”
     
    * * * * *
     
    “Come here,”
murmured Torrent.
    Caroline walked
across the bedroom toward him. He sat on the edge of the bed, two
unidentified things lying on the mattress beside him.
    She’d found him
waiting for her when she’d exited the bathroom after her shower.
Barefoot and shirtless, he looked feral and barely contained, dark
lust clouding his eyes. Just seeing Torrent while he so clearly
wanted her made her cunt hot and excited.
    Holding his
gaze, she dropped her towel to the floor. As she crossed the room
toward him, his hungry gaze ate up the length of her naked body,
his hands forming fists.
    “I’m fighting
the dire wolf part of me right now,” he growled. “I want to pounce
on you, take you to the floor, mount you from behind, and fuck you
until you can’t see straight.”
    Her steps
faltered, her own dire wolf rising to his words, seeing herself on
all fours, him behind her, his cock pumping hard and fast into her
vulnerable cunt.
    “Who says I
don’t want that too?” she breathed.
    He gave his
head a shake. “I have other plans for you tonight.”
    “What
plans?”
    He didn’t
answer. He only patted his lap. “Lay over my legs, stomach down and
that sweet ass up and offered to me.”
    She shivered at
the command in his voice. After hesitating a moment, she did as
he’d requested. The fabric of his loose pants rasped her skin.
    Torrent ran his
hands over her back and massaged the nape of her neck, making her
shiver and dispersing the tension in her muscles. “Spread your
legs,” he murmured in a tense voice.
    She parted her
thighs, her toes touching the floor on one side, her fingertips on
the other side. Normally this would be an awkward position, but she
wasn’t very big and Torrent had a large lap. She fit nicely on
it.
    His strong hand
delved between her spread legs, touching her aroused cunt. She
shuddered in pleasure at the touch of his fingers.
    After a moment,
he reached over and took one of the objects he’d laid on the bed.
She heard the sound of liquid being squirted.
    “What’s that?”
she asked.
    Torrent lowered
his fingers to her cunt once more and rubbed something wet and warm
into her clit and over her labia. “This is an oil that will
lubricate you.”
    He rubbed the
oil over the entrance of her ass and she stiffened. Now she
understood what he wanted.
    He shushed her.
“Think only about what gives you pleasure and nothing else. Does
this feel good?”
    She closed her
eyes and nodded.
    “You’ll like
this better, then,” he murmured as he penetrated her rear entrance
with the tip of a finger. He thrust in and out gently, slowly
guiding himself to the first knuckle, then the second.
    The action drew
long moans from her throat. It was mind-blowing so much sensation
could come from this stimulation.
    With his other
hand, he rubbed over her labia and slid into her with two fingers.
Her hips jumped at the feeling of having both orifices filled at
one time.
    “Torrent,” she
moaned, squirming a bit on his lap.
    “Do you like
it?” His voice sounded tense, aroused.
    Biting her
lower lip, she nodded.
    “Your body was
made for this, Caroline.