Untamed. Crystal Jordan

of his cock inside her, his fingers on her nipple. She was going to die, it was so good. Swallowing, she licked her lips and tried to find her voice. “Hunter?”

      “Yes, Delilah?” His hot breath brushed against the back of her neck and made goose bumps rise on her flesh.

      She whimpered and bit her lip hard enough to draw blood when he rotated his hips while twisting her nipple hard. “Could you…move a little faster? Harder, too?”

      “Since you asked so politely.” His body flexed, slamming against her.

      She choked, working her hips as fast as she could to encourage him to increase his speed and force even more. “You like it when I’m demanding.”

      “I like touching you whether we’re wild or civil.” His breath hissed out when her hand reached back to clamp on his thigh. “I like it when you touch me, too.”

      “Yes.” She slid her grip up until she could sink her claws into his ass. The feel of his flexing muscles under her palm was exhilarating. She loved the leashed power, and loved driving him out of control. Whimpering with every hard push he made, she closed her eyes to focus on the play of his flesh against hers, the hair-roughened thighs, the smooth buttocks, the hard pecs sliding against her back. It was the most perfect thing she’d ever experienced. The rush was better than pulling off the biggest heist of her life.

      “I’m going to come.” She heard the way he gritted his teeth and hissed the words, felt the way his fingers shook where they gripped her hip.

      He reached around her, pinching her clit hard, working it fast and rough until she couldn’t hold back any longer. Her thighs tensed and her body jerked as every single sensation rolled over her and dragged her under into orgasm. Starbursts exploded in pinpricks of light behind her eyelids, and shivers raced over her arms and legs until every micrometer of her body was consumed in ecstasy.

      The sound of his harsh breathing and deep groan sounded distant over the buzzing in her ears, though she knew he still held her tight, still moved inside her. Every stroke he made into her pussy set off another tidal wave of orgasm, sending ripples through her inner muscles. He sank into her over and over again before he froze, his cock buried deep, and she felt his come fill her.

      His forehead rested against the back of her head, and sweat sealed their bodies together. He brushed his lips over the nape of her neck. “Delilah.”

      Lifting herself, she rolled in place until she could press her front to his. She threw her leg over his thigh and settled against him. A low purr soughed from her throat, and the deep, undeniable feline urge to sleep swept over her. He tugged her closer, his arms around her protectively, and she set her palm over his heart as her eyes slid shut.

      “Hunter,” she breathed.

      “Sleep now, kitten.”

      And she did, feeling safer and more content than she ever had in her life.