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“Oh God,” she whispered. “I can’t . . . I’ve never . . .” She stopped abruptly as his teeth closed along the small hard bud, and held fast in anticipation as he continued to tease her mercilessly.
She felt her heat, the wetness that seeped from deep within, and she slowly gyrated her hips as he held her there.
“You taste like candy,” he said, his voice vibrating against her skin in delicious waves that shot energy along her nerve endings.
Christ, what the man could do by only speaking.
“I like candy.” The timbre of his voice changed, and she held her breath as he pulled away from her breasts and looked up at her. “It’s been forever since I’ve had something sweet.”
Jaden stared down at him, small pants of air escaping from between her teeth as she tried to get hold of her emotions.
The sight of his dark skin against the golden hue of hers was incredibly erotic. She cocked her head to the side and let her hand run along the clan tattoos that burned beneath her flesh.
And she smiled as his eyes followed the motion, the dark depths burning with a need that matched her own as her breasts swung in front of him. But it wasn’t her nipples he was after.
He kept one hand at the small of her back, though he applied just enough pressure that she inched closer still, and when his other hand followed hers, intertwined with hers, she thought she would come apart.
His fingers caressed her clan tattoos gently, his eyes hooded and half-closed.
“They’re beautiful.” His words were simple, yet the emotion behind them was real. She could feel it.
It brought tears to her eyes. Did the man care about what they meant after all?
Did she care?
He continued to stroke them, and the tattoos pulsed beneath his touch, her eyes closing as she drifted off into a haze of sensations.
When his hand left her body abruptly, she couldn’t help herself. “Don’t . . .” she whispered but her voice died in her throat as she gazed upon a deadly, feral beast that both excited and scared the crap out of her.
Julian’s eyes had morphed into large round balls of black. All of the gold vanished, and the vicious nature of his jaguar was reflected in the depths. He snarled softly, hissing as her hands fell to the scarred flesh of his chest.
He flinched, the lines of his face shifting like shadows, and she stilled as the energy around him darkened. When he flipped her onto her stomach, she didn’t know if she was surprised or pissed, or just plain confused.
Something had just changed.
The cold earth was now at her breasts, hard against the softness of her flesh, and she began to protest but stopped abruptly when she felt his tongue at the base of her neck.
He kissed her along the ridge of her ear, and her entire body shuddered in reaction. All conscious thought fled. Any warning bells had died abruptly. His hands on her flesh calmed her beast, soothed her soul. And as much as she wished it was anyone other than Julian, she could not deny her animal. She could not deny that Julian Castille was her mate.
Everything melted away, save for his rough hands upon her flesh, and when she felt his fingers at the waistband of her jeans, she lifted her hips, smiled as he pulled them from her roughly.
She lay there beneath him, as naked as he, and groaned when his fingers sought the hot wetness between her legs.
“I see commando is your thing,” he whispered close to her ear. “I’m not surprised at the easy access.”
A twinge rippled through the haze of pleas
ure that she felt. There was something in his voice, but the animal inside her pushed it away, keen only on mating.
She felt his hardness at her ass, the warmth of his large frame as he slid over her. He held himself above her body with one hand, while the other continued to stroke the slick walls of her sex.
His long fingers had no problem finding the treasure he sought, and she spread her legs slightly, angling her hips up until she touched the hardness of his belly.
His breath quickened, short spurts of hot air against the back of her neck, and she groaned loudly as his long fingers plunged deep inside her aching walls.
“Christ but you’re tight.” His words were hoarse, and his teeth scraped along her shoulder as he sought the magic spot so deep inside her.
“Nico know how to do this?” he asked roughly, and the world went dark as he shifted, his thumb rubbing along her clitoris while his fingers applied just the right amount of pressure to kick-start an orgasm.
