Filed To Story: A Claim of Fortune Book PDF Free by Jaymin Eve
“Do you understand, little omega?” I repeated, slowing my movement so she could focus.
Her nod was rapid against my chest. “Yes, yes. I understand. If I say ‘red,’ you’ll stop what you’re doing.”
“There’s my good girl,” I murmured, and I wasn’t surprised to feel her tighten on my finger. She loved praise almost as much as Kellan. “Now, let’s get you cleaned up so I can spend the next several hours devouring you.”
If the way she thrust against me was any indication, she liked the sound of that a lot, and it was with great reluctance I removed my finger.
I’d be inside her very soon, but first I would taste every fucking inch of her body, and edge her until she exploded all over my face. Then I would take her wherever she wanted to go.
A promise I intended to keep.
EMME
After everything that had happened over the last two weeks, I was so ready to lose myself in Hunter. We hadn’t really had a chance to be together since our predator and prey claiming, and I was ready to come from the sensation of his finger sliding in my ass. I’d never felt anything like it before, and goddess save me, I liked it.
When Hunter removed his hand from my body and lowered me to the ground, I barely stopped the pout from puffing out my lip. With a low laugh, he soaped up his hands with his body wash, the scent decidedly more masculine than my usual, and I loved that I’d soon smell as dark and spicy as Hunter.
His eyes were almost pitch black as he ran his hands over my shoulders, lingering on his bite, while ignoring the other two. When he washed down my breasts, he cupped their weight, his thumb brushing over my nipples in a maddening back and forth motion. His responding groan was low, but I heard and loved that he was as affected by all of this as me.
After driving me to the edge of my sanity, he continued down my stomach, over my thighs, and even dropped to his knees to soap up my legs, feet, and toes. This alpha on his knees was my fucking undoing.
By the time he finished cleaning me, my skin tingled, and my core throbbed in a steady beat that almost sent me to my knees as well. Hunter shifted his weight to pull us under the water, and the deliberate way he removed the soap only increased my aching need.
“Please,” I begged as I slid my hands into his luscious hair. “This isn’t the pain I meant, Hurricane. I’m desperate here, and I demand you make me come.”
The growl of his wolf was rumbly against my stomach, as his tongue darted out to swipe through the water cascading down my skin. He kissed and bit a path south, and I tried to drag his head to the spot I needed, but he was too strong to shift.
I’d handed over my control to this alpha, in my need to let go, which meant I got to suffer and enjoy every damn second of him edging me.
His palms wrapped around my thighs, and long fingers parted my center. He stared for many seconds, and it was only the hungry desire on his face that kept me from feeling self-conscious. “This is the prettiest cunt I’ve ever seen,” he murmured, and all I could feel was awe and desire through our bond. Before I could reply, Hunter pressed forward, swiping his hot, wet tongue through my folds and inside me, cutting off all rational thought.
He flattened his tongue and ran it from my asshole all the way to my clit, and if his strong hold on my thighs hadn’t been keeping me upright, my legs would have collapsed. The urge to scream increased as he continued this slow exploration of my body, until ragged breaths burst from me.
My vision darkened on the sides, possibly due to a lack of oxygen, as I struggled to feel everything and still breathe at the same time.
Hunter was relentless as he held me in place and devoured me. He deliberately kept the build of pleasure slow and steady, until my center throbbed in a heavy beat, and I was so close to tumbling from the top of a very intense peak.
My legs and thighs trembled and the pressure in my lower half caused the very real pain I’d been craving. A gush of pre-cum slid between my thighs, but Hunter didn’t let any of it escape. His fingers captured what his mouth missed, and I could feel him sliding my release back inside me. Goddess, as punishing as the edging felt, it was also amazing, and he was definitely in the running to be called a good boy.
Only that wasn’t his kink.
His was control, and I’d surrendered to him tonight.
Knowing it would be futile to beg, I bit my lip until I tasted blood and closed my eyes against the throbbing. He thrust his tongue inside as his thumb circled my clit, and this time he didn’t back off. He pushed me over that damn edge and I came so hard that the back of my head hit the tiled wall of the shower.
When he made a move to check on me, I tightened my hands in his hair and locked my thighs around his face until he took the hint. He plunged his fingers inside me, pumping hard as his tongue circled my clit, and it was only seconds until I came again, my oversensitive nerve endings screaming at me.
By the time he stood and caught me in his arms, I was ready to pass out in sated relief and exhaustion. “Is your head okay, mate?” he asked, gently probing the small bump that would heal soon.
“It’s perfect,” I said, voice ragged. “I’m perfect. That was exactly what I needed.” My head lolled against his chest as he supported my weight.
“Oh, we’re not done, baby girl,” he said, his right hand cupping my throat until he had my head angled back for a kiss. He worshipped my mouth, and I was drugged by the kisses, holding on to his thick biceps for stability. The kiss was transformative, and I wasn’t sure I’d be the same shifter by the time he was done.
Hunter shut off the water as he lifted me out of the stall and onto the bathmat, drying us both in seconds. He kissed me again until I was a throbbing, needy mess, ready to explode at the slightest touch. When we entered the dark, cool bedroom, I headed for the bed, only to find wafts of caramel and cinnamon filling the space. Along with one of my favorite shifters.
“What are you doing here, annoying pup?” Hunter growled, as we both took in the near naked shifter, sprawled back in his black boxer briefs, watching us closely.
Kellan’s lazy grin didn’t match the violet flare of his eyes. “Training finished early, and my mate’s siren song called me into the party.” He propped himself up on his elbows, and my line of sight went straight to the pop of his abdominal muscles, thick and prominent in that position.
These alphas and their overachieving ways were really starting to grow on me.
“You wouldn’t be thinking of keeping her all to yourself, right?” Kellan added, looking between Hunter and me. “Sharing is caring after all.”
Hunter’s chest rose with a puff, but he didn’t rebuke his brother. “Our mate wants to forget tonight,” he murmured, brushing his hand down my shoulder, which sent a shiver through me. “She wants us to take control. Are you up for that task, pup?”
When his wolf’s energy rose, Kellan’s eyes darkened further. “Fuck yes. Whatever my Shortcake needs, I will be up for.”
“There’s my good boy,” I whispered, because it wasn’t a one-way street here. We all had our own needs and wants.
Kellan groaned, and palmed his cock through his boxers, the thick outline as obvious as his abs. “I think I just came. Lucky, I have a quick rebound time.”
His refractory period was exceptional. Hunter’s too.