She turned her head, her gaze locked with Quinn’s and the feeling grew, then exploded. Her breath left her body as he walked around the boulder, coming to a halt at her feet. The knowledge that she’d been trying to deny since that very first night rolled over her. She loved Quinn Blackwood. He had shifted back to his human form. Remnants of his bear were still visible deep in his brown eyes. Swirls of gold made them glow in the darkness of the night. She searched his body looking for other lingering differences. It was the same as before. Broad shouldered, hard chested. His thighs were as thick around as the trees that surrounded them. His cock…Well, maybe there were some lingering effects of his shift.
“Put your arms above your head.” His voice was deeper than normal and carried a harsher note of command. She didn’t know if her easy compliance was because she’d witnessed him shifting, but she instantly obeyed him. Desire shot through her like an arrow on fire. She needed to touch him, draw him to her. She couldn’t if she was to continue to obey his command not to move. She knew he was about to take her for the first time, deep in the woods under the light of a full moon. Somehow it seemed perfect. Natural.
He stared down at her, watching the anticipation build in her eyes. The scent of her arousal filled the air. Her body was draped across the boulder, a tempting buffet. He wrapped his hand around his burgeoning cock and stroked, anticipation filling him at the thought of taking her. He watched as her head fell back and her eyes drifted shut. First, he had to taste her again.
She started at the touch of his hands on her thighs, then slowly relaxed as he parted them. He knew her inhibitions were lowered because she thought he couldn’t see her in the growing darkness. With his shifter sight, she was almost as visible to him as she would have been in the middle of the day. She was so pretty, especially there, where her thighs came together, protecting the very essence of her being. Soft, curly brown hair, neatly trimmed, covered her mound. He was glad she hadn’t shaved herself bare. He loved the natural look. He eased the blanket toward the edge of the boulder, crouching down until his face was level with the place that called to him. He leaned forward and stroked his tongue down the center of her body.
“Quinn.” She whispered his name and he marveled at the longing he heard in her voice. The desire he tasted on her pussy.
“Easy, baby. Just let yourself go.” He wanted to bring her fulfillment, hard and fast. He wanted to take her right this very minute. He also knew he needed to prepare her body for his. His cock was longer and thicker than it had ever been. He knew the bear would be with him when he thrust himself inside Paige. That both man and animal would be having their mate tonight.
He licked her from the small puckered star of her ass to the throbbing clit above her slit. He thrust two fingers inside her, her gasp of pleasure making his cock twitch. He needed her so badly. He pumped in and out of her as he continued to work her clit. Time and time again, he bought her to the screaming edge of climax only to stop and wait until the sensations subsided. He lapped the juices spilling from her body around his fingers. He added two more fingers, unable to take this slow and easy. When she screamed and thrust her hips off the boulder, he put his hand on the swell of her belly, holding her in place. He lifted his head, his mouth glistening with her juices. “I need you open, baby. Open for me.” He thrust harder and bent his head and sucked her clit into his mouth.
Paige couldn’t control the almost animal scream that left her lips as Quinn’s fingers pumped in and out. The feeling was so intense it bordered on pain. He said he needed her open for him. Open for what? Her mind was turning to mush. Her pussy was on fire. His fingers were hard and unforgiving, his mouth wet and tight around her clit. This was so much more intense than when he had tasted her at the construction site. She felt her orgasm build, fast and furious, and she couldn’t stop it any more than she could have stopped a train collision. The pressure burst, flooding her with overwhelming pleasure.
Quinn eased his mouth away from her delicious bud. It was red and swollen and it had taken all his restraint not to let his fangs descend and press into the delicate skin. Bears marked their mates over and over again. Everywhere. He eased his fingers from her body and soothed his hands up and down her legs, waiting until the last convulsion rocked her body. He leaned over her and demanded, “Taste.” She surprised the hell at of him by capturing his tongue and drawing it deep into her mouth. His cock almost burst open with the pressure of his need. He had to get inside her. Inside her now.
Hurry slow human, his bear snarled. Hurry.