Page 42 of Howl of Fame


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“Yes. Yes, it is. I don’t like to be teased,” she said, giving him her best pouty look.

“Not even if it’s like this?” He parted her folds with the tip of his finger. With a slow up-and-down motion, he rubbed her clit, teasing her lightly.

“I guess that isn't too terribly bad,” Jane moaned, and she wiggled her hips, still trying to get him deep inside of her.

“Oh, the hardships you face, baby. Whatever will you do? How will you handle it?” Mason laughed.

“I know. Right? Woe is me and all that shit,” Jane sighed. It wasn't that she didn't love a good teasing, but that wasn't what she needed right now. She needed Mason to stretch her out and make her come all over his cock.

Though she had already had multiple orgasms, she needed more. And she would take them any way she could get them. All she had to do was make Mason understand that.

“Do you want my cock in you, now?” He pressed the tip against her entrance and pushed just slightly in.

“Yes, please. I’m begging you. I just need to come again. I feel like I’m going insane.Like my body will spontaneously combust. I can't take it anymore. Please fuck me, Mason. I need you so badly. Please,” she begged.

“Oh, goodness, baby. It sounds like we have a true emergency on our hands,” he said with a grin. “I definitely wouldn't want you to spontaneously combust, so I better be the good mate and give you what you need.” With that, he slammed home in one smooth move.

“God! Yes! Just like that!” she shouted, loving the way she felt every vein against her inner walls and the way he stretched her feminine muscles. It was the best damn feeling on the freaking planet, and Jane couldn’t imagine anything feeling any better than having her mate inside her, making love to her.

“Mmm. I love how tight you are around my cock. How wet you are for me. How you squeeze me each time I pull out and slide back in,” he said, pulling out to the tip and easing back in.

She moaned, clenching her muscles around him. “Like that?” she asked with a giggle.

“Oh, God, baby. Yes! Just like that. Do it again,” he requested as he pulled out to the tip and slid right back in.

Jane repeated the same muscle movements, driving Mason up a wall.

“Now, that is fucking talent, and I'm glad a talent like that is reserved for me and me only.”

“Only for you, always for you.” Jane wrapped her arms around Mason's neck and pulled his mouth down to meet hers. She nibbled at his lips, wanting his kisses … needing them almost as much as she needed her heartbeat.

Mason picked up his pace, his thrusts coming harder and faster, just the way Jane wanted them. A wicked heat tore through her body, leaving her panting for oxygen to fill her lungs.

The more she moaned, the harder he slammed in and out of her, driving her closer and closer to her next climax. His hands seem to be everywhere at once, rubbing her clit, massaging her breasts, her hips, letting every inch of her body feel his love and worship. It was like nothing she had ever experienced in her entire life.

Every leg, every nipple, every move he made, every touch, every kiss sent her flying higher and higher until she was afraid her body would shatter and soar away in hundreds of broken pieces.

“Mason! Oh God!” were the only words Jane could squeak out. Her thoughts were jumbled, and her mind was a mess. Passion and pleasure consumed her every thought. Just when she assumed it couldn't get better, Mason stretched his muscles over her body. She wrapped her legs around his waist and locked her ankles together.

His chest pressed against hers, every part of their bodies melding together. Her senses were overloaded with the raw pleasure burning through her body. She tossed her head back and forth, inching closer and closer to her climax. Just a little more pressure, and she would be there, flying to the heavens.

But he wasn't about to let her come. Not just yet. She could tell by the way he kept changing his thrust patterns to keep her just on the edge. To send her out of her mind with need.

“Are you ready, baby?” he asked.

“Yes! Please! Oh, Mason, please. I can’t take it any longer,” she hollered.

His eyes glowed with a ferocity she had never seen. It was so fucking hot and sexy to see him looking at her that way … like she was the only thing on the planet that mattered to him. No one, not a single person, had ever looked at Jane like that until Mason.

“Make me yours!”

“Mmm. Fuck!” he growled just before his fangs pierced her neck.

Jane had expected the same pain she had when Jax had bitten her, but that wasn’t the case. She felt a tiny sting, followed by a surge of raw energy and pleasure shooting through her. She felt her body come apart at the seams and fly away, past the moon and the stars and into the heavens. She'd had plenty of orgasms over the years but never an orgasm like this. She could swear her soul left her body. It was like she was watching everything from above. Her climax was so damn intense that her entire frame shook from the force of her explosion.

Jane watched from above as Mason made sweet love to her, saw each twist of his hips as he pistoned in and out of her. She saw her nails as they scored his back and left red marks crisscrossing on his skin. She felt each drop of blood that left her body and flowed into Mason’s mouth.

Mason pulled his fangs from her neck and licked the spot where he had bitten, sealing the wound instantly. Jane didn’t know why, but she had the sudden urge to bite him. He turned his neck to the side, giving her better access. She followed her instinct and bit down on his neck. Her teeth sank into his skin far easier than she would have ever thought possible.

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