InsatiableNeed by Rosalie Stanton Page A

his mouth engulfed one of her breasts. The sudden movement plunged
his cock deeper within her, and she tossed her head back with a loud yelp. Zeth
just purred and smiled around her flesh. “You’re not gonna leave,” he whispered
again, brushing a kiss against her nipple and raising his head to meet her
gaze, “once this is over?”
    She couldn’t see herself going anywhere but right back to
his arms. “No.”
    “No?”
    “I… You… You claimed…me.”
    Zeth glanced up sharply, freezing, his hand falling to
clutch her thigh as though to prevent himself from falling out of her in
astonishment. The fact that he needed balance when he was the one in control
made her shiver. And realize how little control he truly had. “Is that
why?” he demanded, his voice urgent and hoarse. “Is that why you’re… Why you need me? Because I claimed you?”
    “No.” The word rolled off her lips before she could consider
the implications, but damn, she didn’t care anymore. She could easily blame
everything on the claim. On the fact that his overly zealous fangs had sliced
into her skin, on the fact that he’d whispered words that linked them together forever.
She could blame it on that. She could do it so easily.
    But her feelings could not be attributed to the claim, no
matter how much she wished it otherwise. At the least, she hadn’t spawned new
feelings based on what he’d done. Her reading on claims, however limited,
promised her as much. Her emotions remained her own, perhaps clouded with
things she’d suppressed. Hell, things she’d denied since the moment she
realized what he was.
    She wouldn’t leave. Not when Zeth’s gentle touch had done
more to make her feel like a woman than any man before him.
    “No,” Raegan said again, her voice stronger. She inhaled
sharply and raised her hand to his astonished face, smiling softly as his cheek
fell into her waiting palm. He seemed too gorgeous for an evil thing. For
something that would kill her just as soon as look at her. And while his
bedside manner could definitely be categorized as evil —especially
knowing what his wicked tongue and even more wicked body were capable of—the
whole of him felt surprisingly gentle. She knew that now. She knew that just
from the way he looked at her. The way he talked to her. The way his hands
stroked her body.
    “No?” Zeth whispered, rolling his hips. “It’s not because of
the claim?”
    “No.” She smiled softly and raised her lips to his. It felt
difficult fighting back a moan at his taste. All night she’d not truly allowed
herself to revel in the sensual flavor of his mouth. The way his tongue
caressed her lips before becoming entangled in hers. The way he whimpered
against her skin. The way his kiss made her melt.
    “Do you like me, Raegan?” he asked once their lips parted
and smirked at the shattered moan that ripped through her body. He rocked
against her again with renewed fervor. “You like what I do to you?”
    “Oh God, yes,” she agreed breathlessly, moving frantically
beneath him, desperate to recapture his cock every time he slid away from her
pussy. She needed him inside her. Every time his hard length drove into her, he
subdued the heat splitting her apart but similarly provided more warmth than
she’d ever known. Soft warmth. Warmth that didn’t burn. Warmth that cushioned
the inevitable fall.
    Zeth grinned. “You like the way I feel, baby? You like the
feel of me driving inside that hot, tight little cunt of yours?”
    “Oh God !”
    He grunted ineloquently, his thrusts accelerating. “That’s
not an answer.”
    “Oh!” She blinked hard, her nails digging into his skin.
“Yes. Yes!”
    The eager smile that stretched his lips infuriated her as
much as it turned her on. She wanted to kiss it right off his sinful mouth.
“You just love this, don’t you?” he snarled. He slammed into her, harsh breaths
bouncing off her flesh as his body strained closer to orgasm. “Wanna feel you
come