Purrfectly F*ucked (The Maverick Pride Tales Book 9) by C.D. Gorri

Author:C.D. Gorri [Gorri, C.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: C.D. Gorri
Published: 2024-01-28T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Cole could tell the second Megan started overthinking what they were about to do, and fuck, but he was a selfish prick, cause he leaned forward, cupped her cheeks, and kissed her again. She tasted divine. Better than anything. Even better than peanut butter and chocolate, and those were his two favorite fucking things in the world.

Shiiit. I should let her go. She’s not mine.

Mine.

No. Not mine. I’m such a prick for doing this.

But he couldn’t stop. She deserved more, so much more, but at least he could make her feel good for a little while. Yeah, he could do that. He needed to. At this point, it was like a biological imperative. Drinking from her lips, he swallowed her down, taking everything she gave and more.

Good woman. Sweet woman. Sexy woman.

He could not imagine someone like her needing the help of a matchmaker to find a mate. Why hadn’t someone from her Pride just swooped in and made her his? Were all male felines idiots? Then again, Sheila’s mate was a Lion, but maybe Tigers were different. Dumber.

Yeah. Maybe.

At the same time, he was glad they were too stupid to realize what a jewel Megan was. Otherwise, Cole might have to get all murdery on someone’s ass, and that was never a good look on him. Megan’s nails scratched down his back, and Cole growled in appreciation.

The scent of her arousal permeated the air, making his dick harder and his stomach tense with anticipation. Cole didn’t stop kissing her or touching her. Hell. He couldn’t. Plus, she didn’t tell him to, and that was enough for him. He needed this. Needed her.

“Fuck, lily, you’re perfect,” he growled, stripping away her clothes, baring her for his eyes only.

Right away, he found the scars she’d mentioned. The ones that had made her feel imperfect or self-conscious, and without hesitation, Cole dropped his head and kissed them. He frowned, wondering how she’d gotten them. He counted four puncture wounds on her left side, like something with claws had tried to gouge a tunnel right through her body.

Anger at the motherfucker who dared hurt her filled him for an instant. But the catch of her breath brought him back to the present. She didn’t need him to avenge her. She needed him to show her it was alright, that those marks were okay. Megan needed him to worship her. So he did.

“These scars are beautiful, Megan. They’re the marks of a warrior, and that’s what you are. Sexy, bold, and enduring. A survivor. And don’t think I didn’t see that cute as fuck fairy you got tattooed on your left ass cheek, woman.”

“Oh, yeah? I have a few more,” she whispered shyly.

“I can’t wait to find them all. What a glorious surprise you’ve turned out to be, tiger lily,” he growled, licking his way up her side to one perfect, heavy breast.

He caught the tip in his mouth, sucking in as much as he could fit, and flicking the tight bud with his tongue.

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