Free My Perfect Mate by Caryn Moya Block Page B

patted Ujarak’s knee.
    “This isn’t getting us anywhere,”
Jean-Paul said. “We need to find Ujarak’s uncle and get the
Gryphon’s Eye.”
    Ujarak stood and started to
strip.
    “What are you doing?” Susan asked. She
turned her eyes to the dirty dishes on the floor.
    “I’m going to shift and see if I can
figure out why the trail ends here. I should be able to smell where
my uncle has gone. I’ll be back in a while.”
    “Hey, be careful out there.” Susan
lifted her head to catch his eye. Ujarak smiled.
    “Don’t worry about me, Suzy-Q. The
Arctic is my home.” Ujarak opened the flap and stepped naked into
the cold.
     

Chapter Six
     
    Jean-Paul reached for Susan and pulled
her into his lap. It would take Ujarak a while to find his uncle’s
trail and scout where he went. That would leave plenty of time to
relieve the hard on he sported from having his Destined One so
close.
    “What are you doing? I need to clean
up the food and dishes.” Susan squirmed in his arms. She couldn’t
help but feel how much he wanted her.
    “We have some alone time; the dishes
will wait.” JP nibbled at her ear. The scent of ripe peaches teased
his senses and his mouth watered. He kissed her neck and then
sucked her earlobe. Her little whimper made him smile. He released
her ear and moved her hair off her shoulder. He kissed down her
neck until he encountered the neckline of her sweater. “You have
way too many clothes on. Let’s take them off, shall we?”
    Susan giggled. “I wonder how the nanuk
do this. Do they ever get skin to skin in the winter?” Susan pulled
off her sweater and then her long underwear shirt. Jean-Paul held
her waist, caressing her sides and up to the lace of her bra. He
leaned down to kiss her shoulder. She sighed and trembled. “Now
you.”
    “What?” JP’s concentration was on the
feel of her skin under his hands and lips. He flicked out his
tongue to taste.
    “Your clothes. You need to take them
off.” Susan laid her head back. He licked the place where her neck
met her shoulder. Most lycans bit their mates while mating. He
rubbed his teeth over the spot. Susan moaned. One hand grabbed his
thigh, while she looped the other arm around his head. He moved his
hands up to caress her breasts through the lace of her bra. He
kneaded the soft flesh and felt her nipples harden.
    “Take off your pants and get into the
sleeping bag.”
    “So, bossy.” Susan scooted off his lap
and over to the sleeping bags they rolled out earlier. She wiggled
out of her pants and thermal underwear and slipped into the bag. JP
had made sure to attach a couple of bags together so there was room
for two. He quickly divested himself of his clothes and climbed in
beside her.
    “Now, I’ve got you.” JP scooted
close.
    “Said the spider to the fly.” Susan
chuckled.
    “Be careful, petite amour . I may have
to eat you.” JP unhooked the front clasp of her bra and leaned down
to suck a tight nipple into his mouth. Susan moaned and clutched
his head. He lapped at the extended flesh before pressing his teeth
down. Susan arched her back, pushing her breast deeper into his
mouth. He continued nibbling and sucking until Susan’s whole body
trembled. Then he released her.
    She growled in her throat and tugged
on his hair. A sexy sound that made his shaft jerk. He moved to
kneel between her thighs and then leaned down to take the other
breast into his mouth. He nipped her. She jumped and grabbed his
shoulders. He licked at the small torment and then sucked hard.
Susan moaned. Her nails scored his skin. He loved her
responsiveness.
    He let the swollen nubbin fall from
his mouth and kissed the underside of her breast, and then her
ribs, stomach, and finally the top of her mound.
    The small blond curls glistened with
moisture. JP was glad for the light of the lantern. Seeing the
proof of her desire only increased the size of his shaft. He
throbbed and ached. He couldn’t last much longer, but wanted to
make this time