Free For the Good of All (Law of the Lycans Book 7) by Nicky Charles Page B

it really was pointless. Plus, you always had to be on guard in case someone saw you. No, she’d stick to her occasional visions and prophecies. Let the Gwyneths of the world keep the craft alive.
     
    By the time she returned to the bar, Reno was gone and Stone was sipping his water, a distant look in his eye.
    “You’re done already?” He looked pointedly at her purse and sweater.
    “Yep, Gwyneth is letting me leave early.”
    Stone made no comment, merely draining his glass before standing and placing his hand in the small of her back. The warmth of his palm seemed to burn through her clothing and ignite a flame of desire inside her. She quickened her pace, anxious to get to her apartment.
     
    Stone studied Christina as she lay on the bed before him. A sheen of sweat covered her skin, an unfocused look filled her eye. Lips parted, she was breathing heavily, her face flushed.
    He loved the look of a woman approaching the edge of sexual satisfaction.
    She was gripping the spindles of the headboard, not because he’d bound her wrists there but because he’d asked her to. It was her decision to comply or not. He was pleased she’d agreed.
    Slowly, he slid his hand down her body, appreciating the satiny smoothness of her skin. He traced the juncture of her thigh then brushed his fingers over her curls and the tender flesh beneath. Her hips rose in anticipation, wordlessly expressing her desire and he paused, stretching out the moment before repeating the gesture. The small noise she made caused him to harden even more. Soon he’d possess her, drive them both to the heights and beyond, but not yet.
    This would be their last night together. Tomorrow he was leaving and once the mission was complete, it was unlikely he’d return to Chicago. With that in mind, he wanted to draw the evening out. Make this last encounter especially memorable.
    “Christina.” He leaned forward and whispered in her ear.
    She blinked, her eyes losing some of their unfocused look. “Mmm?”
    “Are your neighbours light sleepers?”
    “I…I don’t know. Why?”
    “Because tonight I’m going to make you scream louder than you ever have before.”
    Her breathing hitched and he allowed the hint of a smile to curve his mouth.
    “I’m going to take you hard, fill you so deep you’ll never be able to forget the feeling. Do you like that idea?”
    She licked her lips and swallowed before slowly nodding. “Y...yes. Please.”
    “Good. Because I like it, too. Feel how much.” He guided her hand to his cock, barely suppressing a groan as she began to stroke him. Damn, she was good at that. He allowed her to continue, dividing his attention between watching her hand on his body and noting her expression. When the dazed look began to fade from her eyes he moved out of her reach and bestowed a lingering kiss on her lips. “Now it’s time I returned the favour.” Moving so he straddled her, he nuzzled her breasts, kneading the soft globes before taking each nipple in turn into his mouth.
    Soon she was gripping his head, guiding him from side to side. He liked the fact that she wasn’t always passive, that she made her needs known. Rumbling his approval, he slid lower, nuzzling her navel then parting her lower lips, exposing her moist core.
    Lapping and teasing, he soon had her arching her back, clawing the sheets as he pleasured her.
    “Stone, that’s… Oh, yes, oh yes… I can’t…”
    Sensing she was about to lose control, he moved over her and slid inside her welcoming body, a simultaneous gasp coming from both of them. His body shook as he forced himself to stay still, savouring that first sweet moment of possession. Hot, wet, her walls encircled his aching flesh. He closed his eyes, a groan of pleasure escaping him before he began to move, sliding in and out, driving himself deeper and deeper into her.
    Christina began clawing at his back, her legs wrapped around his waist. Indistinct cries escaped her, spurring him onward. He