Wolf Games: Granite Lake Wolves, Book 3 (17 page)

him hammered his brain, so he could hardly think, barely see straight.

He spread the hood of her lips from her clit, flicking the plump nub with his tongue, making her body

quiver even as her pussy milked his fingers. Her hips rocked against him, riding his hand, driving his

fingers deeper. He arched his fingers inside her, curved along her channel to find the spot that made her

head fall back, her eyes close and her hips set a frantic pace.

Her hand fisted the hair at the back of his head. “There. Right there. Yes.”

He latched onto her clit, sucked and toyed, pulling the juicy flesh into his mouth, coaxing the small

spasm trembling through her muscles into a full-on orgasm.

“Gray…” She fell back. He caught her, his fingers still pumping her pussy, his mouth still suckling

her clit until her hips slowed, her hand in his hair went slack and the last spasm of her sex fluttered around

his fingers.

Dear Lord he wanted her to come again. He leaned in, mouth open, gaze flicking up to her face. The

back of her shoulders leaned against the wall, her body angled out to him where his arm still held her

around her ass. Maizie’s eyes were closed, her face flush, chest rising and falling with deep breaths. She

needed a moment to recover.

Gray couldn’t resist one last playful bite on her pussy as he pulled his fingers out of her. She squirmed

a little, made a soft laugh.

She was utterly pliant to his touch, not even opening her eyes when he stood and removed her bra. He

tossed it over the glass wall then turned and set the temperature for the shower. It’d turn on when the water

in the pipes had warmed enough. The process took less than two minutes.

He stood shielding her from the sudden rush of hot water that would come. She had yet to open her

eyes or let her pretty smile falter. He stared at her, the pale creaminess of her skin, the delicate features of

her face. Long reddish eyelashes, nearly translucent, shadowed almost-there freckles high on her cheeks.

Lips so soft that rose petals couldn’t compare, bowed with a smile that flipped his heart, made him happy to

be a man. When had Granny’s Little Red become such an enchanting woman?

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• Wolf Games
  
• Vivian Arend
  
• Dedication
  
• Chapter One
  
• Chapter Two
  
• Chapter Three
  
• Chapter Four
  
• Chapter Five
  
• Chapter Six
  
• Chapter Seven
  
• Chapter Eight
  
• Chapter Nine
  
• Chapter Ten
  
• *
  
• Epilogue
  
• About the Author
  
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• Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
  
• It�s all about the story�
  
• Action/Adventure
  
• Fantasy
  
• Historical
  
• Horror
  
• Mainstream
  
• Mystery/Suspense
  
• Non-Fiction
  
• Paranormal
  
• Red Hots!
  
• Romance
  
• Science Fiction
  
• Western
  
• Young Adult
  
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