The Mating Magic: Werewolves of Montana Book 13 by Bonnie Vanak

Author:Bonnie Vanak [Vanak, Bonnie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-11T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Chase needed to get inside his woman, right that very minute. Because if he couldn’t have her, he’d lose his grip on sanity.

“I need to fuck you, Evie. Right now.”

He hardly recognized his voice, deepened by sexual urgency. His cock hardened painfully.

He floated up the stairs as if flying, and set her on her feet at the landing, watching her as he opened the guest bedroom door. With languid grace, she came toward him. Each sinuous sway of her hips sent blood surging straight to his groin. A growl rumbled from his chest.

Mine.

He pulled her into the room and slammed the door shut with a hard kick. Breathing hard, Chase pinned her to the wall, desire cranked up to a frenzy at the flush of sexual heat on her face, the glittering arousal in her eyes mirroring his own.

He had power now, enough power to get whatever he wanted.

He had Evie, all he ever wanted.

He had never been rough with her before. Their lovemaking had been urgent, but always he’d held back, fearing to overwhelm her with his strength. But now he could not hold back.

Not when her need equaled his own.

“I want you so much,” he muttered. “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll run out of here and stay as far away as you can before I touch you.”

Chase released her. “I’ll give you until the count of five.”

Breathing hard, she gave a sultry smile. “I never did like what’s good for me. Five. Time’s up.”

They tore at each other’s clothing. His cock erect, Chase held on to his control by a bare thread. With a soft sigh and maintaining that sultry smile, Evie slipped off her panties and bra.

With a rough growl, he lunged, pushing her naked body back onto the bed.

Her lips were warm and soft and she tasted like strawberries, his favorite. He could kiss her all night, if it meant holding her this close.

And never letting go.

Chase cupped the back of her head as he devoured her mouth, licking and teasing.

When he released her, Evie was the one touching him, her palms flattened against his chest. Her mouth against his skin, trailing tiny kisses over the hard line of his jaw, his throat.

A sharp intake of breath as she saw the blue dragon marking the upper right quadrant of his chest.

Her soft palm rested on his thigh. “Drust’s mark, the one he gave you upon becoming his apprentice. I’ve seen it but never asked. Did it hurt?”

A quiet statement. He nodded. “A little.”

More like a hot knife driven into his skin, but he didn’t want to distress her.

Moisture gathered in her eyes. Chase reached up and wiped a tear threatening to spill from her eyes. “Don’t cry, sweetheart.”

“I feel like this is a dream and I’ll wake up and it will all be over,” she whispered. “After your parents’ party I resigned myself to never being with you again.”

Chase held her gaze, willing her to see the truth. “I won’t let go, Evie.

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