Fondant Fox~Kinship Cove^Mates & Macarons by Ellis Leigh

Author:Ellis Leigh [Leigh, Ellis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-944336-67-7
Publisher: Kinship Press
Published: 2019-01-31T05:00:00+00:00

7

Misty

Asking to see his wolf might have been a bit sneaky—heck, showing up dressed to seduce and playing the vampy little vixen wasn’t exactly playing by his rules—but the ends justified the means. I needed him to let go, needed the smarty-pants human side of Clark to crack just a little. He’d neglected his animal side so long, I wasn’t sure if his wolf would even respond.

He responded, all right.

Clark grabbed me under the arms and lifted, twisting his body and swinging me onto the bed. Practically throwing me up the mattress. When his eyes met mine, I could see the beast within. See how that wolf was running more of the show now. Pushing Clark to act. That was just what I wanted.

“Come to me.” I inched up the bed, tugging my dress higher as I moved. Making sure my legs were spread just enough for him to know. To see. “I want my mate. Come to me.”

Clark growled but did as I said, crawling over me on all fours. Covering my body with his. His voice barely more than a growl as he said, “You’re playing a dangerous game, Misty.”

I wrapped my arms around his neck and yanked him closer. “I know.”

Kissing Clark was like… Have you ever seen videos of buildings being imploded? There’s a huge boom, and the entire structure is sucked inward just a bit. There’s this moment then, when the world goes still for a split second, before a waterfall of everything comes crashing down. That was our kiss. Clark’s lips met mine, and the world stopped. Our first kiss, and all I could do was inhale and wait for the crash. The first time our lips touched, and suddenly everything felt right in my world. Mostly because all that world included was Clark and me, his wolf and my fox. No families, no jobs, no research. Just us.

With my exhale, a wave of lust so strong I couldn’t breathe swept over me. The crash. Finally.

“Misty,” Clark grumbled before kissing me deeper, diving in for more and hotter and wetter. I responded in kind, sliding my hands under his sweater and dragging my nails down his back. Relishing the way his entire body responded to my touch. The way his skin felt against mine. When I reached the waistband of his pants, I kept going. Working my way underneath the fabric. Grabbing handfuls of flesh as I moaned and he rocked his hips into mine. As he shoved my dress over my breasts so more skin could touch, more heat could build. More friction could happen. So we had simply more.

Dry-humping. We were dry-humping on a hotel bed, half naked and slightly out of control. Like some sort of human teenagers after the prom story. Quaint, but not what I wanted. I wasn’t a teenager—neither was Clark—and we certainly weren’t human.

“Naked,” I gasped once Clark moved his lips to my neck. “I need you naked.”

He groaned and bit my neck hard enough to make me tremble.

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