Soul of a Lynx by Lacey Thorn

Soul of a Lynx by Lacey Thorn

Author:Lacey Thorn [Thorn, Lacey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: paranormal romance
Publisher: Lacey Thorn Publishing
Published: 2023-09-03T18:30:00+00:00


Chapter Sixteen

Oakley was exhausted. Not just physically but mentally and emotionally. Especially emotionally. One moment had led to other moments and had her life in a state of upheaval. She couldn’t get her feet beneath her. The world was spinning and spinning, and she was afraid she’d fly off at any moment.

She barely blinked when strong arms scooped her up against a solid chest. Murphy’s scent wrapped around her as securely as his arms did. She tilted her head to glance around the room as the other men picked up their mates, murmuring things to them as they headed out.

“We fell asleep,” Oakley murmured.

“Aye, lass. You did.”

“I’ll see you in the morning,” Kenzie called as Gabriel carried her out the door. Whatever he said had her giggling.

“I’m a misfit,” Oakley offered and smiled when Murphy’s chest vibrated with a growl.

She leaned up and kissed him. Funny how she found her feet when she was in her mate’s arms.

“Take me to bed, and make love to me.”

Murphy paused, glancing down at her. He dropped a soft kiss on her lips then trailed over to her ear.

“All night long,” he promised.

“Just the first time,” she amended. “After that, I want you to fuck me. Hard.”

“God, you are the perfect woman.”

“I’ll remind you of that next time you’re mad at me,” she promised.

He laughed, ducking into the hallway then heading back to the room they’d stayed in the first time they’d arrived.

“I thought you had a cabin.”

“Too far,” he murmured. “Get the door.”

She grabbed the knob, turned it and pushed the door open then closed as he strode across the room and dropped her on the bed. Her shirt was up and over her head quickly. She was still processing that when she felt him tugging off her shoes then socks.

“Bra. Off. Now.”

His command had her reaching behind her to undo the hooks on her bra. She shrugged it off and tossed it to the side just in time for him to jerk her pants, knocking her flat against the mattress. She laughed at his urgency, but the sound morphed into a moan as he began kissing his way up the inside of her legs, spreading them wide with his hands as he did.

“Murphy.”

“God, you taste sweet. Decadent. Your skin is a tantalizing feast for a hungry man, and I’m way past starving.”

“Oh, God.”

She clenched her fingers in his hair and held tight while he moved that wicked mouth to the juncture of her thighs and slid his tongue along her folds. He flicked, teased, and traced patterns before sucking on her. He took her up, higher and higher, getting her right to the edge then backing off, only to work her up again.

“Please. Oh, God! Please, Murphy. Make me come. I want to come. Murphy! Please.”

He chuckled, and the vibration was almost enough to send her flying. Almost. He added a finger, slowly working it in to the first knuckle before easing it back out.

“You like that, baby?”

“Yes.”

“My finger.”

In and out.

“Or my tongue.



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