To Love a Shifter: A Paranormal Romance Boxed Set (89 page)

          Well, that was good – and this could serve as the most delicious test run.

          He looked down at her.

          She glared up at him. “The fuck you---”

          Silviu bent down to catch her lips.

          George managed to wrench her head away.

          The way she just did
not
stop fighting him only heightened his desire, making Silviu imagine how harder she would fight
for
him – maybe even for his kingdom – if he ever managed to earn her trust.

          “Fucking bastard---”

          Silviu clasped her head with both hands and this time, there was no escape from his lips, his tongue pushing in.

          Sensations that were beginning to feel terrifyingly familiar hit her all at once.
Mind-numbing, heart-thumping, toe-curling –
it was exactly how she had felt last night every time this man – this
creature
– took her lips for a kiss.

          With his hands holding her head imprisoned, her lips captive under his, George managed to sneak her fists between them. She tried to beat his chest with her fists, but she was fast losing her strength – no, if George had to be ruthlessly honest, she was fast losing the
willpower
to fight him off.

         
It was the drugs
, she thought dizzily. The drugs, just the drugs making her respond to him this way.

          He was sucking on her neck now, so forcefully that she could almost imagine he was biting into her and marking her. Again, her body arched, curving against him on its own volition, her arms going around his neck.

         
“Bastard.”

         
He growled, moved down, and squeezed her breast tightly, almost to the point of pain.

          Even as George strained against his hand, her attention focused on the way his hand was once again completely able to cup her entire breast, she couldn’t stop herself, some little devil inside her prompting George to provoke him even more.

          “
Fucking
rapist!”

          Silviu took her nipple, sucking hard before biting and biting and biting, knowing that each time his sharp teeth closed around it he was bringing her closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.

          When he bit her nipple again, this time he also pinched her other nipple, hard. The combined sensations rocked her world, prompting George to scream, needing a way to release the dam of pleasure that was near to exploding inside her.

          And then he was snaking his way down her body. By the time she realized where he was heading, it was too late. “No!” She tried to push his head away, but he only laughed at her, a dark taunting laugh that felt like an exquisitely tormenting caress on her body, making George tingle all over.

          He pushed her thighs open, so widely they almost formed a horizontal line.

          George pulled his hair hard, trying to dislodge him.

          But it was no use, his head only continuing to descend, and then---

          “AAH!”

          She nearly came off the bed as he started licking her folds, wetness pooling in that region in seconds. But he didn’t stop, licking her faster and faster until George fell against the bed, her fingers tightening on his hair only to push his head closer to that intimate part of her body.

          It was so good, so fucking good that she just didn’t…oh…ah…his tongue, the way he kept licking, ah…she just didn’t want him to stop.

          “Please,” George moaned, her head moving restlessly left and right against the pillow.

          He parted her folds.

          “Oh God, oh shit,
aaaah
!”

          He had thrust his tongue in, and now he was fucking her with his tongue, fucking her so sweetly, so roughly, she just…shattered, her legs stiffening as she reached her first orgasm, and the strength of it nearly took her under.

          Digging his hands underneath her buttocks, Silviu lifted her up so he could thrust his tongue in deeper, savoring the way her tight beautiful little pussy worked around his tongue like a vise. Her orgasm was so fucking beautiful, her desire for him so goddamn fierce that Silviu nearly exploded himself.

          As her body shuddered her release, he didn’t stop eating her, didn’t stop tasting her because he just could not get enough.

          “No more, please, no more.”

          She was begging him now, and it turned him on, the way his hellcat had turned into the most adorable kitten. Again, he did not hesitate to use his powers, wanting to feel their naked bodies come into contact right this very moment.

          One moment he was fully clothed, the next he was naked, the heat of his bare skin making George’s head whirl. When he finally rose, moving up, his arms braced against each side of her face, she had totally given up.

          Her arms went around his neck.

          He smiled down at her, a smile that was dangerous, possessive, all-consuming – and it was a smile that showed his fangs.

          She whispered, “You’re not a werewolf or a vampire, are you?”

          His smile faded, his eyes narrowing.

          George swallowed. “Tell me. Tell me what you are.”

          “I’m not something you would want.”

          She could see that he believed every word, and somehow that did it for her. She was notoriously slow to trust people but...he had tried to save her life at the cost of his.

He hadn’t drugged her. She accepted it now. It sounded so fucking crazy, even in the sanctity of her mind, but George knew that what really happened was that he had taken one look at her – and he wanted her. The same way that she had taken one look at him, and oh dear God, she wanted him so much she had even contemplated using a BOB after seeing him.

Lust at first sight.

And not only that, she was in lust with…

“What’s your name?”

He relaxed perceptibly at the question, as she had known he would. He looked down at her, his strange-colored yes gleaming. “Why do you ask, milady?”

She liked this playful side of him – she liked it a little too much that it wasn’t good, but even knowing that, she couldn’t help it.

“Is it because you want to know what name to scream when I finally take you?” Before she could answer, Silviu pressed down, his cock nestling against the still-wet folds of her flesh, throbbing so hard with unfulfilled desire that it vibrated against her pussy.

The unexpected contact, the strange but incredibly arousing vibration, the
hardness
of him – George gasped, her arms wrapping around his neck more tightly.
25 years she had never tasted this,
she thought in a daze. It was only right that after waiting so fucking long sex would feel this good.

His head bent and then he was taking her lips for a short hard kiss that seeped to her very soul. After, he demanded roughly, “Is that the reason you want to know my name, milady?”

It was such an arrogant question, so arrogant that even though she wanted him so badly, George found herself snarling, “No!”

He lifted his lower body off her.

          His cock was no longer against her folds, and the emptiness of it almost made her cry out in frustration.

          He smirked.

          She snarled, “Bastard!”

          “Tell me,” he said seductively. “Tell me you want to know my name because you want to scream it over and over---” He lowered his body back over hers, but this time he started to play with her, too, holding his cock so its head would brush against her folds lightly, never staying long enough to ease the burning ache inside her.

          She moaned, and her hands moved to his back, going down, settling on his hard bare buttocks to hold him against her. She had no shame. Now, all she could think of was how much she wanted him – how much she wanted him to fuck her, over and over and over until---

          His head nudged against that sweet spot she had only read about but had never tried to find on her own. George’s eyes shot open.

          The head of his cock nudged it, harder, again and again.

          She moaned, the sound long and filled with wanton desire.

          “Tell me,” he growled.

          “Yes, damn you!” She beat his chest even as she choked the words out. “Tell me your fucking name so I can scream---”

          He ground the head of his cock hard against her clit.

          She screamed.

          “Silviu,” he rasped as he rubbed her clit harder and faster with his cock. “Say my name now, milady.”

          “Silviu!” She choked it out. She moaned it. And when his fingers replaced the head of his cock, pinching her clit to make her body buck as her second orgasm completely took her by surprise, George
screamed
it.

          “Silviu. Silviu. Silviuuuuuu.” She was sobbing his name out now, wave after wave of tremendous pleasure pummeling her body.

          It was so fucking good, just too fucking good, but somehow there was something missing. Her eyes drifted open, hazy with desire, and she said shakily, “Take me.”

          Silviu’s eyes widened, his body stiffening, his fingers freezing above her tiny nub of flesh.

          “Please,” his heartkeeper whimpered, “Take me no---”

          For a fraction of a second, light blazed into him, so fucking intense that it took his breath away. Something inside him settled, something that felt good and beautiful – Georgina’s
soul
finally finding a resting place inside him.

          And then it was over, the heartkeeping complete, and his desire returned in full force.

          Before she could finish what she was saying, he sank his cock into her, embedding himself completely, his engorged cock tearing against the thin barrier of flesh that proved her innocence.

          George gasped, the rawness of his possession taking her completely by surprise.

          Silviu was still above her, his every feature tense.