Claiming Her Beasts (Claiming Her Beasts #1) - Dia Cole Page 0,36

it while I watched.

But I was done watching. I cleared my throat. “You’re under my control.” While Reed and my mate blinked slowly in acquiescence, I uttered another order. “Reed, go to sleep.”

On his next breath, the cocksucker’s eyes closed, and he passed out on the ground.

My mate let out a cry.

“Lee, forget the last ten minutes,” I commanded. Then I turned and knelt behind her curtain.

Having no recollection of me now, my mate’s attention fixed on her unconscious roommate. “Reed!”

I heard her scramble off the bed, no doubt checking on him.

With one last look out the window at her empty backyard, I shut my eyes and pushed my consciousness out of my body just like I’d done all those years ago. There was a moment of disorientation as I turned incorporeal, but I locked on my target and flew straight into Reed’s mouth. In less than a second, I took control of his body.

“Reed?”

Snapping my borrowed eyes open, I stared up into my mate’s face. Even without the heightened sensitivity of my natural vision, she looked stunning.

I leaned closer and inhaled deeply. Reed's dull human senses couldn’t pick up the intoxicating scent of her pheromones. But she still smelled incredible.

“Are you okay?” Her wide brown eyes shone with emotion that made my new human heart beat faster.

Blood pooled in my cock, which pulsed with a desperate need to be inside her. Trying to ignore the ache, I caressed the curve of her jaw.

“So soft,” I murmured, finding the smooth sound of my borrowed voice a little jarring. “My dirty dancer.”

“Reed?” she whispered. “Your eyes…”

I cupped the back of her head and brought her mouth down on mine. Then I kissed her with all the passion burning inside me.

Tentatively, her tongue moved against mine.

It was all the encouragement I needed. Groaning against her lips, I slid my hands down to her breasts. They were perfect—soft, yet firm, and large enough to overfill these human hands.

She moaned as I rolled her nipples between my fingers.

After inhaling her sounds of pleasure, I licked my way down her neck.

She tried to pull away. “Ah… I don’t think…”

Sensing her rising desire, I drew her nipple into my mouth.

“Oh, God!” She swayed and fell back on the floor, her leg knocking over an open bottle of Gatorade.

I followed her down, not breaking suction for a second.

The blue liquid coated us as I worked her nipples into stiff points, but I didn’t give a fuck. We could have been burning alive at that point and I wouldn’t have cared as long as I could keep touching her… tasting her.

Rising above her, I spread her thighs open with my knees. Then, grabbing her ass in my hands, I lifted her pussy to my mouth.

She let out a broken gasp, her pupils blown with shock and desire.

Ah, fuck. She was as sweet as I’d imagined. I lapped at her cream before biting down on her clit.

She instantly came apart, shaking like a rag doll in my arms.

I slid a finger inside, finding her hot and so very wet.

Unable to wait any longer, I grabbed my borrowed cock and positioned it at her entrance. Although it was large for a human, she’d been primed well.

She can take it.

Her slumberous eyes widened. “Reed—”

I placed my forefinger on her mouth to silence her. I didn’t want any other male’s name on her lips.

“I want to claim you, dirty dancer.” I ran my cock up and down her sex, bathing it in her honey until it glistened.

She shuddered.

“Do you want that?” I asked, flicking her clit with my thumb.

She let out a broken moan.

“Answer me,” I demanded. I was crossing a dangerous line already. As excruciating as it would be to walk away, I would if she didn’t truly want this. But I sensed she did.

“Yes,” she hissed, opening her thighs wider.

Thank fuck. Bracing her ass in my hands, I slammed balls-deep into her.

She was so tight, my eyes crossed.

Her muffled cry told me what my body had already figured out.

She’s a virgin. Was a virgin.

I froze and glanced at her face.

Her expression was strained, and her lower lip was caught between her teeth. “I-it hurts a little. Maybe it’s the barbells.”

Some primal instinct urged me to rectify her discomfort ASAP. I reached my hand between us and rubbed her swollen clit. “Better.”

“Ah!” She moved against my fingers. “That feels… good.”

I let her rock against my cock until the tension left her body and her moans filled the room.

Lust strung me as