Anna and the Three Generals by Suzanne Graham Page B

You’re fine.”
    A wry grin tipped up one side of his mouth. “A stunning endorsement.”
    “I mean you’re perfect. There’s nothing wrong with you. I’m the one who’s freaking out over this whole mating thing.” She dropped her hands to her sides and looked away from his warm brown eyes. “It’s a bit much to deal with, as my entire life has been disrupted.”
    Marco stroked a light finger down the side of her cheek. “What can I do to make this easier for you?”
    Her stomach somersaulted at his gentle touch and kind words. He was so selfless, when he could have just demanded his right to take her as his mate and thrown her on the mattress. Instead, he was asking her what she wanted.
    Suddenly, she couldn’t get the image of him sprawled naked across the berth out of her mind. A grin tugged at her lips, and she decided to initiate a new sort of experiment.
    “Take off your clothes,” she replied to his question.
    His eyes widened briefly. Then he was undoing the buttons at his collar and lifting the hem of his tunic up his tight abs and over his head. He paused with his hands at the waist of his trousers. “Everything?”
    She nodded and licked her lower lip. “Everything.”
    His erection bounced free as Marco slid his pants down his thighs, and she was startled by the shape. He was curved, whereas the other two men had straight rods. She wondered if he would feel differently inside her. Would he reach places the other two didn’t?
    Once his shoes and trousers were off, he stood upright. “Now what?”
    “On your back on the mattress,” she ordered, feeling a new surge of desire as she reveled in the power to command this large, muscular, military man.
    “Yes, ma’am,” he replied before complying.
    She recognized the wet heat gathering between her legs, and nearly dropped trou and immediately straddled him on the bed. But she needed to complete her experiment first. This was the perfect opportunity to prepare herself for one of the things she’d be required to do once they got to Vadim’s quarters in sector forty.
    She knelt on the mattress and crawled towards Marco’s midsection, finding it difficult to look at anything other than his erection. A thick vein along the underside throbbed as she watched, and she traced it lightly with her fingertip.
    Marco sharply drew in his breath.
    Feeling a bit giddy, Anna repeated the movement, and this time, Marco moaned low in his throat.
    She wondered what he’d do if she used her tongue. Bending down, she raised her eyes so she could watch his face as she dragged her tongue slowly up his length.
    “Oh, blast,” he ground out between clenched teeth, the tendons in his neck standing out.
    She giggled, a sound coming from her that she’d never heard before.
    She returned to the base of his erection and licked up it again, pulling another deep groan from him. This time she didn’t back away when she got to the tip. Instead, she swirled her tongue around the flared head. His skin was so velvety soft. She laved him again, tasting his salty muskiness. Then, she wrapped her lips around him and sucked softly on his tip.
    He threaded his fingers through her hair as he whispered her name. “Anna…Anna.”
    She liked his hand on the back of her head as his hips jerked up at her. She swallowed more of him in her mouth, licking around his rod. His hips jerked more rhythmically, forcing more of him down her throat, and surprisingly, she felt more wet heat flow from her core as she relished this pleasuring of him. She continued lapping at him, until he abruptly stopped and held her head tightly between his hands so she couldn’t bob down on him.
    “Stop. I want to be in you for our first time,” he spoke with a gruff voice.
    He guided her head away from his length and pulled her face towards his. He met her lips with a lick of his tongue. Then, his mouth pressed firmly over hers.
    She wrapped her arms under his neck and gave herself over to his demanding kiss