Free Outfoxed by Marie Harte Page A

until she couldn’t stand it. And all the while he teased with his tongue, his lips.
    “Yeah, that’s it.” He gripped her hips and ground her over his cock. “You’re nice and wet. All for me.”
    She couldn’t think, enrapt in his scent, his taste, the feel of him hot and hard beneath her. Grady, all hers. And only hers. Gabby lost herself in the hold of her own possessiveness and nipped him hard on the shoulder.
    “Shit. Oh fuck. That’s good.” Trust Grady not to cry out but accept the rough gesture as she’d meant it. While she licked at the spot she’d unintentionally left, he positioned his cock at her entrance and pulled her down onto him.
    So thick, so full. He impaled her with his shaft, which felt bigger than it had before. And he didn’t stop. Once seated inside her, he lifted her hips and urged her to ride him.
    “Lean up, Gabby. Let me see you,” he rasped.
    She couldn’t stop even if she’d wanted to. The desire to have all of him consumed her, and she made love to him with a passion she’d never before felt for anyone.
    He palmed her breasts while she took him deep, increasing the speed of their joining until she had what she wanted. When he let go of one breast to reach between them, she moaned his name, praying for relief from this unending ache.
    “So beautiful. Come for me, baby. Come hard.”
    He put pressure on her clit at the same time he pinched her nipple, and she clamped tight around him as she came. Her orgasm took her to a new plane of pleasure, the scent of her lover mired with hers, a mating dance leading to a permanent bond that should have scared her, but only encouraged her to continue until no part of him remained unclaimed.
    Grady swore and let her go, only to grip her hips with bruising fingers as he arched up and filled her once more. “Oh yes, yes. That’s it. Squeeze me, Gabby. Fuck. ”
    The sight of him in ecstatic agony imprinted onto her mind—he was so handsome, so innately wild and raw beneath her. The play of sunlight and shadow over his muscles entranced her, and she stroked his chest and biceps with the pads of her fingers, pleased at the way his nipples remained hard, like the thick shaft inside her…
    “You came inside me.” She should never have had sex without protection, and she knew it. Though Ac-taw were immune to most diseases, pregnancy was always a risk. Yet she didn’t care. She’d claimed this male. He’s mine.
    Gabby blinked down at him, caught by his and her mutual purring. “Oh wow. We’re…purring.”
    “Content, eh?” He smiled at her and eased his hold on her hips. “Sorry. I lost my head.”
    “That’s not all you lost,” she murmured, wondering when she’d start to feel upset that they might very well have made a baby. He’d taken her as an animal, and now as a human. Their scents mixed, a unique smell that would signal to one and all they’d joined in the most elemental and revered of ways.
    “You’re finally mine.” The satisfaction in his face gave her pause.
    “Yeah, well, you’re mine too.”
    Instead of showing worry that he could no longer tomcat around town, the canny male winked at her. “Honey, I’ve been yours since you took a bullet for your sister.” He rubbed her left thigh, where not even a scar remained to indicate she’d been injured. “That kind of courage, inside that gorgeous cat, got my notice.”
    He didn’t let her go, but continued to remain inside her.
    She leaned down and kissed him again. “You just wanted a cat.”
    He frowned when she pulled away. “Bullshit. I could have had any of the cats who are right now sitting around the pride. I wanted you.”
    She knew the moment he remembered Joy, because his expression grew shuttered. Before she could say something to ease his pain, he rolled her over and proceeded to love her until she couldn’t move. The man shouldn’t have had the stamina, but he did. Lord, did he.
    When he’d wrung another orgasm out of her and had made a real