Red Wolf by Jennifer Ashley

Author:Jennifer Ashley
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2017-05-02T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Jaycee’s smile died, and her heart squeezed into one painful ball. Dimitri’s expression was serious, his eyes full of fire as he touched her face.

Her breath hitched in her throat, robbing her of words. Wind moved through the room, the curtains at the window fluttering. Jaycee was sure she’d closed that window before they’d gone, she thought distractedly.

Her arms and hands were full of Dimitri. He kicked his way out of his fallen underwear and lowered his head to nip her neck.

Jaycee’s palms moved over his hips as she slid one hand to the front of him. Sensations came to her—wiry hair, hot flesh, the fascinating blunt weight of his cock. She wrapped her fingers around its wide breadth and held on.

Dimitri emitted a growl, his eyes closing again. Instead of standing still and letting her explore him, he grasped her shirt and tank top and pulled both off over her head.

Jaycee let out a breath as her breasts tumbled free of confinement, the cool breeze touching her skin. Dimitri gazed down at her in triumph, right before he hauled her against him and kissed her.

* * *

There was something strange going on in this room, and not just Dimitri kissing Jaycee the way he’d wanted to for a long time. The wind fluttering the curtains was cool and fresh, bearing none of the sticky humidity of the night they’d ridden through. And the furniture was moving.

Not much, but everything rocked a little, Dimitri saw out of the corner of his eye, like excited beings on restless feet.

This house was definitely creepy.

So said the back of his mind. Jaycee in his arms was capturing the best part of his thoughts.

Without doubt, the best part. She wrapped her sinful hand around his cock as they kissed, and squeezed him hard.

Lightning flickered on the edges of Dimitri’s vision, real or imagined, he couldn’t tell. His awareness moved to the point of Jaycee’s gripping him and the hot taste of her mouth.

Jaycee. My mate.

Her words of acceptance rang in his head, heightening the spinning sensations. Dimitri Kashnikov, I accept your mate-claim. Didn’t matter that she didn’t say it in front of witnesses, and these days, it didn’t count.

It counted to Dimitri, and he knew it counted to Jaycee. They were mates, had always been, even when they’d been trying hard to convince themselves they weren’t.

Jaycee was shoving up his T-shirt with her free hand. Dimitri stripped it off, bunching it in his fists before he dropped it. All the while, she kept hold of him, her tight hand driving fire through his blood. His body wanted to thrust into her fist, let her release him that way.

No, he wanted to be inside her for that. Stroking was good, but the two of them joining was better.

Hard to think true thoughts while her fingers moved up and down, thumb caressing his tip, then the heel of her hand bumping his balls. Dimitri bit back a growl of need and fumbled open the button of her jeans.

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