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“Carolina?” he growled, not moving until she told him what she wanted.
“Shouldn’t—um, we shouldn’t stop. Please, Jasper, don’t stop.”
“I won’t,” he grunted, and leaned forward, thanking the gods she’d said yes.
Just there, only centimeters away, was his prize. Glistening with her dew, Jasper pressed his face into her heat, sucking in a breath, and swallowing down her heady fragrance before nuzzling her wet folds apart.
“S’perfect,” he growled.
It was all he could do to hold his beast in check. This close to her core, the Wyvern inside of him wanted to claim and bite, after he made her come screaming his name, of course.
Jasper was on board with that part, but there would be no claiming until he had a conversation with his sexy little mate. First things first, his tongue snaked out of his mouth, and he got his first taste of her.
Holyfuckinglemonvanillasex!
Jasper went cross-eyed. He damn near exploded in his pants just from one swipe of his tongue along her honeyed slit. Sweet nectar of the gods, she was sublime.
The saucy little minx was a fucking paragon of womanhood. The image of her bare-breasted wielding a taser gun would be forever imprinted on his brain, much like the taste of her honey slick folds.
Jasper could hardly describe his mate’s beauty as she sat naked above him, while he knelt down before her, worshipping at her altar. Her lush legs spread wide, and that secret part of her on bold display.
Her fingernails bit into his scalp, and he lapped at her with gusto. She was so ravishingly kissable—an anatomical feast for him alone.
“Oh, God, I’m gonna—” Carolina gripped his hair, rocking her hips, riding his tongue until he felt the first ripples of her orgasm take her.
“Yes, Jas, yes,” she moaned, and he growled, swallowing down her cream, glorying in the first of many orgasms he planned on giving her.
Fuck.
He wanted to join her in that pleasure. Couldn’t hold back anymore. In two moves, he had her ass in the air, palms flat on the counter with his dick in hand, ready to penetrate her sweet heat.
All he could think about was sinking deep inside her velvet sheath. To feel her sweet pussy grip him tight and milk him of his cum would be as close to heaven as a man like Jasper would ever get. He wanted that. Wanted her. Now. Cock at her slick entrance, all he had to do was flex his hips, and this was going to be the merriest fucking Christmas weekend he had ever had.
Then all hell broke loose—literally.
Jasper’s keen senses picked up on the sounds of an intruder a split second before he could stake his claim on his tasty little mate.
“Shit,” he growled, and barely had time to zip his fly and hand her the robe she’d been wearing before the front door flew open.
A black cloud hovered at the entrance, but something seemed to bar it from coming in. Jasper grabbed the gun he’d tucked under the counter and aimed it at the vaporous apparition.
“Who the fuck are you?” he growled at it.
The thing seemed to try several different ways to enter the cabin, but for whatever reason, it couldn’t get through. A sound boomed, much like thunder, but the night sky showed no sign of storms. Either way, Jasper wasn’t lowering the weapon.
“It’s him,” Carolina gasped, and covered her mouth with her hand as she watched the vapor cloud dissolve.
“It’s left something at the door. Don’t touch it,” he said, growling possessively.
He didn’t know if whatever that thing left was harmful. He couldn’t risk her getting hurt. As he neared the doorway, he saw a small gold box covered in what looked like tiny pictures. No not pictures,hieroglyphs.
“Can I see it?” she said as he retrieved the thing.
Was it wrong that he felt a bit of jealousy over the fancy gold box that had obviously been left for her?
Possibly, but oh fucking well.
Until she was claimed, he imagined this was going to be the constant state of his emotions. Horny as fuck one minute, and irrationally jealous the next.
