Free Aphrodite's Hunt by Jennifer Blackstream Page A

stroking her from the inside out until she rocked along with him. Never since she’d become lupa had a man dared to dominate her this way. The violence of his bite coupled with the erotic stroking of his cock in her pussy brought an orgasm crashing down on her with tremendous force.
     
    She screamed her pleasure just as Sorin’s rhythm faltered. He pulled his fangs from her neck and roared his own climax, thrusting his hips as the orgasm wracked his body. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over them until finally they both collapsed to the floor in a boneless pile of satisfaction
     
    Weak from her release, Gia didn’t fight when Sorin threw an arm around her waist, leaning in to nuzzle her face. Her beast took advantage of her momentary weakness and she found herself nuzzling him back, twisting in his arms so she could tuck herself into his body. A small spurt of guilt crawled into her belly, but she didn’t pull away. Something about the embrace felt too warm and . . . safe. She closed her eyes and sighed.
     
    His heart pounded beneath her ear, stronger and louder than it had been before. She smiled. With all the blood he’d had, she wouldn’t have been surprised if it beat right out of his chest. After all—
     
    Her eyes flew open as horror fell on her like a bucket of ice water. Blood. He’d taken blood again. Again . He’d almost killed her once, she’d told him no more blood. He hadn’t listened. He’d taken it anyway.
     
    His easy embrace no longer seemed friendly or affectionate. Now his arms were iron bars, holding her captive for when his hunger rose again. Somehow Aphrodite’s Hunt had so overpowered her body with lust that even the fear of losing her life hadn’t been enough to help her break the spell of desire she felt for Sorin. He’d obviously sensed it somehow—was using her libido to defeat her. How much blood would he take from her? Had almost killing her been an accident? Or was her death inconsequential to him? She struggled to swallow past the lump in her throat. He could have killed her just now—and she would’ve enjoyed it.
     
    Survival instinct gathered like a growing storm in her breast. The will to live, the desire to get away built and built. Her muscles tensed until her body nearly vibrated with the energy of it. Sorin relaxed against her, seemingly oblivious to her panic. Gathering her courage, she focused on her wolf form. She pictured her beast inside her, its head and ears lowering in response to her fear. With one deep breath, she drew her strength together—and shoved.
     
    Sorin’s breath whooshed out as her hands collided with his chest, pushing him away as she used his body for a springboard to launch herself backward away from him. She rolled with the momentum, easily freeing herself from his body as his arms flailed in confusion. On her next breath she opened herself to her beast.
     
    The wolf howled as it dove down the tunnel of her body and exploded from her skin. The adrenaline pouring through her system ate the pain, spinning her mind with vertigo so that she had to pause to regain her bearings. Fear kept her heart pounding a rapid beat, but she held her goal clearly in her mind. She had to get out. She could find somewhere else to hide--somewhere safer.
     
    The fur on the back of her neck twitched with the tension singing from her body. The world screamed with scents and sounds. Blood and sex assaulted her senses, but she refused to focus on them. She shot forward, plunging into the vibrant world in a mad dash to escape. She didn’t bother to look back at Sorin. There was no time.
     
    A bloodcurdling cry sounded behind her. The sound reached into her ears and nearly ripped out her nerves, touching something deep inside her that froze her in her tracks. Something about that sound erased escape from her mind, pulled her around to see what had happened. It was a cry for help.
     
    Scrabbling to a halt, Gia chanced a look behind her, her heart nearly