Courting Christmas by J. Hali Steele

Author:J. Hali Steele [Steele, J. Hali]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BIN 010591-03442
Publisher: Changeling Press LLC
Published: 2022-11-13T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

Goddamn it! Now that he’d tasted her blood, Court knew his shepherd would always be able to find her. He understood, now, just how much he cared. Now. Think about now.

Close to climaxing, he needed to feel Tomi come. “Get on your knees for me.” When she did, he ran fingers through her crease and took them to his mouth. “Fuck. Me!” Court licked up and down her spine and when his tongue reached the crease of her ass, she bumped backward. “I’m going to fuck you, Tomi.” Court dropped to his knees. “I’m going to fill you with my cum.” He nudged the head of his cock back and forth through her pussy lips. “Take me.” He shoved in deep and when she bucked against him, Court knew it wouldn’t be long. “You got all of me.”

“I want to come. I need to come.”

“Not yet.” His strokes were long, fast, and hard. Slap. Slap. The sound drove the animal in him mad with desire, making Court crave the time when his dog would fuck hers. He’d bite into the scruff of her neck, hold her so he could take what his shepherd needed. The mental images had his orgasm climbing into his balls. “Now. Come on my dick. I want you slick with cream when I come.”

“Court… oh, fuck… Court!”

He felt the surge of her cream wash along his dick. “Tomi.” A stream of cum jetted in her pussy. “Aww… Christ… Take it… take it all!” Done, he slumped over her back. When he pulled out, cream spilled from her. “You’re fucking wonderful.” Falling to the side n the landing, Court laid on his back. Tomi followed suit but remained facing him. He peered into eyes that were alight with joy.

Court wasn’t sure what to say. Hell, he wasn’t even sure what he felt. Fucking religious bastard. Fucking Christmas. “Tomi…”

She pressed a finger to his lips. Standing, she gathered her clothes and stepped back toward a door. “The woman chooses to sleep alone.” She entered the bedroom -- not his -- and closed the door quietly.

“Son. Of. A. Bitch!”

* * *

“You told her you didn’t want a mate. What did you expect, Court?” Harm glared across the table. “What the hell am I saying? It got you to your first meeting in weeks and, shit, you’re on time.”

Court sipped scalding coffee. Max had seldom come to meetings since he’d turned the reins over to Harm, but Ren and Wade were nowhere to be seen. “Fucking Alsatians are late.”

“I’m here.” Ren strolled in shirtless and bare foot. “And why do we have to be fucking Alsatians?”

Wade wasn’t far behind. “You’re a real jackass, Court.” He flopped into a chair. “You thumb your nose at Shepherd’s Watch and most pack business, yet you luck out with a shifter. A lady who understands what we are.”

Court stared at Wade. “One of you should have warned me.”

“Attend a meeting sometimes.” Ren reached for the coffee pot. “Us knowing she was your mate is another matter.

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