Cash [Pyrate's Treasure 3] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Cooper McKenzie Page A

her ass stopped moving as Cash studied her face. “Oh, sweet mate, you’re not alone. But I understand. How about a little wolfie-style loving instead?”
    “Huh?”
    She gasped when his fingers pulled from her ass, missing their fullness immediately. With one arm across her back, he rolled them until she lay on her back, and he was crouched over her.
    Pulling his arm from under her, he sat up and knelt between her widespread legs. Patting her mound with a gentle hand, he grinned at her, his expression screaming naughty sexual intentions.
    “Okay, gypsy, up on your hands and knees, and I’ll teach you about wolfie-style and anal sex all in one lesson.”
    Curiosity and excitement won out over nerves as Zoe rolled over and crawled around so she was on all fours with her ass facing Cash. “Now what?” she asked, looking over her shoulder at him.
    Cash soothed his left hand up and down her spine. “Now you drop your shoulders to the bed, take deep breaths, and try to relax.”
    Zoe moved into position as he said, sucking a soft breath when her erect nipples brushed against the sheet, sending heat straight to her clit. She gasped again when the head of Cash’s cock traced from clit to pussy to back hole.
    “Okay, mate, deep breath and relax,” he said, his voice a deep growl.
    Closing her eyes, Zoe focused on relaxing the muscles below her waist. She moaned a long, low sound as Cash’s cock entered and slowly slid into her back channel until his full length was seated in her.
    “Oh, Gods, so damn tight,” Cash said as his chest brushed against her back as he leaned forward.
    When Cash began to slowly slide in and out, Zoe found herself moving in counterpoint. Her arousal quickly grew as his hips began to move faster but just as gently.
    “More, Cash. Need. More,” she panted, shifting her shoulders to drag her nipples against the smooth sheet. The added stimulus helped, but not enough to launch the orgasm that was building.
    She whimpered as Cash moved harder and faster, but she still found herself unable to come. Then hot, rough fingers slid around her body then down to brush over her mound. She arched her hips forward to assist as the fingers spread her lower lips, and cooler air brushed across her clit. When a finger brushed over it, her arousal tightened even further. She was so close she could almost reach out and touch it, but something was missing.
    Cash began fucking harder, and then his movements became jerky as two fingers came together, pinching her clit between them. That touch was exactly what Zoe needed. She screamed and came hard just seconds before Cash slammed his cock deep in her as he howled his own release.
    He continued to gently roll her clit between his fingers until she was too sensitive. Reaching down, she pulled his hand off then sighed as his arm wrapped around her middle and hugged her back against his warm, fur-covered chest.
    “I love you, mate of mine,” he whispered as he rolled them so they lay on their sides on the bed, still connected.
    “And I love you, my Cash,” she responded as her hands stroked up and down the arms that held her securely.
    When his cock retreated fully from her, they both sighed, though neither moved. Zoe was quite happy to lie wrapped in her mate’s arms. If the end of the world happened at that moment, she would not mind. She listened as Cash’s breathing grew steady, and he dozed, but her mind was racing too fast with thoughts and plans for her to rest.
    “Are you sure you’re going to be okay without the hoopla and all of being with the king?” Cash asked a few minutes later as he snuggled her even closer into his body.
    “Truth be told, I’ve never liked being part of the royal entourage. I did it because Luka needed my counsel, needed my gifts. We both knew that our time together was limited, and now it’s over, and we have both found our mates.”
    Before Cash could respond, a strong knock came at the door.
    “Damn. I think we may have to