Unleashing the Beast by Lacey Thorn Page B

body, placing soft kisses along the way. It was crazy the way he felt for her when he knew so little about her. He wanted to though. He wanted to know everything.
    “Where’s your bedroom?” he asked as he came to his feet in front of her.
    “Down the hall on the left,” she answered.
    Finn swept her up into his arms and followed the directions she gave. He was beyond ready to be inside her. Her door was open, showing a rather large room dominated by a sleigh bed. The room was dark, but he made out the emerald of her comforter and the dark wood that framed her mattress as he shut the door with his foot and moved closer.
    He eased her down, moving her to the center then coming over the top of her. Their mouths met and mated again. He braced his forearms just outside her shoulders, holding the bulk of his weight off of her. Her hands ran over him, from his shoulders, over his chest and down his abdomen until she found his cock and stroked it. It was only natural to raise her legs and wrap them around his waist, tugging him closer to her. Her sex brushed along his cock, coating him in her juices before leading him to her opening. She met his thrust, both of them crying out as her flesh stretched and finally submitted to his invasion.
    He took his time, easing in and out of her sheath, letting her adjust to his length and girth. Laura undulated, rising and falling with every thrust. She clutched at his shoulders, her nails scratching. Her head was flung back, exposing her throat to him, making his teeth ache to taste her again. He shifted his weight to his left arm and dropped his right hand to cup her ass, palming her cheek and holding her steady. He increased his pace, thrusting a little harder and faster, surging deeper with each stroke. He dropped his head to nuzzle her, drinking in the lusty whimpers and moans of pleasure she gave.
    “Oh, God,” Laura panted. “Don’t stop. So close. So good.”
    Finn licked over the mark he’d left on her and felt his cock grow thicker. He was close, as well.
    “Hold onto me,” he urged as he rode her hard. He scraped his teeth over the mark then bit down again. She jolted under him, her pussy contracting as she came with a wail of his name. He slammed deep and held there then pulled back and entered her again. His movements were jerky, losing all rhythm as he approached orgasm. Her sex milked him, squeezing and releasing, fighting to hold him deep as he plunged and retreated.
    He came with a bellow, surging into her and pressing his pelvis tightly against hers. He felt each spurt of semen as it left his cock and filled her, felt the heat of her as she accepted him. A sheen of sweat covered them both, making their bodies slide as he let himself rest fully on her for just a moment while he caught his breath. He worried he was crushing her and made to rise again when she stopped him by holding him tight.
    “Don’t move,” she whispered. “I like the way you feel against me.”
    “I’m too heavy,” he said with a grunt, but he didn’t move. She was right. It felt good to lie skin-to-skin with her. He stayed that way for a few minutes before wrapping his arms around her and rolling them until she lay on his chest. He brushed his fingers through her hair while her breath fanned over him.
    “I’m sorry,” she whispered again, and he shushed her.
    “We’ve been over that. Things happened the way they were supposed to. Tell me about the girl you went after. You said you found her along with two other shifters.”
    “Yes.” Her voice was a whisper. “There’s a specific group among the hunters that do field tests. They find two or more males and a female. They… They strip the female and stake her to the ground then use different types of drugs on the males to incite a frenzy of lust. The men will kill each other in order to be the first to take her and…” She stopped, and he heard her swallow before continuing. “They rape her, repeatedly, until the drug wears off.