Sondrae Bennett - Alpine Woods Shifters 4 by Worth Fighting For Page B

little white bow in the back. A bow he wouldn’t see unless she showed it to him–and it was super cute underwear, it’d be a shame not to show it to him.
    The passion in his eyes burned as she slowly turned around and got on her hands and knees. Arching one eyebrow, she looked over her shoulder at him. He still stood at the edge of the bed, but now he stared at her ass. It took him a moment to look up, but when his eyes met hers, the glow of his fox’s eyes sent a rush of liquid down below.
    His eyes bore into hers as he unbuttoned his pants and slid them off, pulling a condom out of the pocket and placing it next to her on the bed. Misty licked her lips in anticipation. She’d waited for this moment forever. And now it was here. She reached for the condom, but his, “no,” stopped her, the gruffness of his voice sending shivers through her system.
    His hand brushed over the top of her thong, the contact drawing a throaty moan from her. Everywhere he touched, her skin tingled from the contact. She jolted as his palm came down hard on her ass, but his hand rubbed the area, soothing it.
    His other hand reached down between her thighs, his thumb slipping beneath the thin material to slide inside her.
    “You’re already so wet for me.” He groaned, seesawing his thumb in and out. Misty’s head dipped as her hips followed his movement. Her nipples ached for his touch but his other hand remained firm on her ass. As she shifted her weight to one hand, reaching up with the other to rub her breast, his hand cracked hard against her butt cheek. “Not yet,” was all he said. She groaned in frustration until he brushed against the hood of her clit with his middle finger. Just once. Heat flooded to the area, even as she froze, waiting for more.
    His thumb continued to tease her, driving her further, but not far enough to propel her over the edge. Then, his middle finger circled her, pressing firmly to the right of her clit. She exploded, arching her back as she rode his hand.
    Cries of pleasure echoed around the room. But it wasn’t enough. She wanted more than Cody’s thumb. She wanted to come with his cock seated fully inside her, filling her as he pounded furiously into her from behind.
    As her pleasure ebbed, she heard a crinkle behind her. Cody had opened the condom wrapper. She glanced back, staring at his impressive erection. He wasn’t huge, but he was thick. A vein along the side pulsed. Misty licked her lips, wanting to taste him, to run her tongue along that vein. But before she moved, he rolled the condom into place. Later, she promised herself.
    When he came back, he placed a gentle kiss just above the bow on her thong, before slipping the panties down her legs. He steadied her as she raised one knee and then the other to take them off completely. Then he was there, his legs on either side of hers as he gripped her hips in his hands. She felt his cock bobbing against her opening and her muscles tightened in anticipation.
    Lining himself up, he slid slowly forward. She leaned into the pressure until his head slid past her entrance. Once inside, he eased out only to thrust back hard again and again until he was fully seated.
    Misty’s hands clenched the bed covers, a strangled moan breaking free at each jerk. He leaned forward, his body covering hers, and his hand reached around her to play with her nipples. She screamed his name and heard him growl in response. The primitive sound sent a wave of please spiraling downward, and she clenched around him.
    “Jesus, do that again.”
    The naked need in his voice caused the woman inside her to cheer in triumph, but she was too distracted by her own desire to savor the feeling. She tightened her inner muscles again, relishing the power she had, even bent over as she was.
    He bit down on her shoulder, not hard enough to break the skin–although she wouldn’t have complained if he had, an act that would mate them together forever. She didn’t have time to be