Free Scattered Siblings 3: To Mate a Werewolf by Kryssie Fortune

by. She chuckled and sucked harder.
    The way he caught his breath was empowering. Fully clothed, she draped herself over his bare legs, pulled back slightly, and then sucked the full length of his erection between her lips. She felt brave, powerful, and sexy as she sucked him so deep she imagined his dick touching her toenails from the inside out. He shuddered beneath her and grunted in satisfaction. Had his eyes brightened? She was certain hers had.
    Again, she slid her lips up Joel’s cock, letting her teeth gently scrape over him. She ran her finger through the dark blond curls at the base of his erection, then gently squeezed his balls. Her mouth watered with every touch, every taste. She flicked her tongue over the head of his cock. He groaned, so she did it again.
    “Ellie, don’t. We shouldn’t… Elves’ blood, that’s good.” Joel’s cock stretched and grew still larger as though begging her to deep throat him again. This is my best daydream ever. If only Joel would quit complaining . She was the one in control here. My dream, Mister. Shut up and let me enjoy it.
    She dropped a quick kiss on each of his balls, then nibbled her way back to the top of his dick. Eager and excited, she closed her lips around him and sucked him back into her mouth.
    She loved how Joel’s thighs trembled, and how he buried his fingers in her hair. His cock stretched and grew thicker. Another suck, and she felt him press against the roof of her mouth, so she swallowed and drew him deeper.
    His dick jerked and twitched. He gripped her shoulder with one hand and stroked her cheek with the other. His tender touch fired her up and made her want him more.
    He threw back his head and howled. “Pull back, Ellie. I’m about to come.”
    No way was she spoiling this wicked hallucination, not when it was all she had left. And why was he still complaining? She planned to make him howl again—repeatedly if possible. Why was it, that even in her dream, her lover seemed reluctant? She wasn’t having that.
    She practically purred as he groaned, “Don’t stop.”
    Sperm shot from his cock and hit the back of her throat. Delicious. Moreish. A taste of feminine power. Her dream lover’s cum made her think of mountain springs and freshly fallen snow.
    She kept sucking, drinking in everything he offered. Finally, he was spent but smiling. His legs shook slightly, but he sat up and shoved her away.
    “What the hell do you think you’re playing at?” Joel snarled. He shook his head, as though he’d been the one dreaming. The frost in his voice chilled her soul.
    She almost apologized. What sort of daydream was this? “You talk too much. Shut up and lie back down and let me enjoy my best fantasy. Next, I think I’ll ride you like a cowgirl. Just give me a minute.”
    She withdrew her lips and lay at his feet, her head resting on his thighs. Usually her daydreams centered around the heroes in the romance novels she read, but today she dreamed of giving her man the best blowjob ever. She’d loved every minute of it, and after she’d straddled him and sunk down on his cock, she’d make herself wake up. She needed to return to the otherworld for real, and warn him about that redheaded bitch’s schemes.
    He stood up and grabbed the towel like an outraged virgin. “No, you’re damn well not. Elves’ blood, Ellie, why do you keep saying this is a hallucination? That blowjob was all too real.”
    Joel used her for his temporary pleasure, then brushed her off again. Any minute now, he’d give the dreaded I can’t introduce you to my mate speech. The sooner she woke up the better.
    She smirked up at him. “Elves can’t flash. This can’t be real.”
    He growled at that, then breathed deeply as if trying to gain some self-control. She felt cheapened by his cold eyes and unyielding stance. When he spoke, he was all military commander to errant recruit. “Then maybe you’re a super Elf or something because you popped up in my bedroom and