Reese (Pack of Misfits #2) - Raven Kennedy Page 0,53

it subsides enough that I can use the bathroom and stuff my face with some food, but then it’s right back, and I’m pouncing on Luca.

Luca. Poor dude has so many scratch marks on him, he looks like he got into a fight with a house cat and lost. But he doesn’t complain. Not even when I keep throwing him in a rut, my body’s pheromones hounding him at every moment.

His dick has got to be chafing by now. After all the times we’ve had sex, I’m surprised it even still gets up to greet me.

But thank the sex gods for Luca. Because unlike my stint alone in the sanctuary, I have orgasmed. So. Many. Times.

And even when I milk him for all he’s got, he recuperates in no time, and then he’s ready to go again. We’ve had sex all over this damn cabin.

On the concrete. Tangled up in tarps. Against the drywall where I’ve made another two holes. Bent over the countertop. Upstairs, downstairs, on the stairs. Everydamnwhere.

Luca gives me everything I need, exactly as I need it. My rat is so damn smug. She’s taking all the credit for choosing him to mate with.

Even though my jaw aches with the need to bite and claim him as mine, I’m able to hold back because of his threat that he’ll stop if I so much as chomp my teeth in his direction. And I really don’t want him to stop.

After a particularly rough fuck with me holding onto the wood framing in the second bedroom, I turn around, panting and jelly-legged, as his cum drips out. It’s filthy, but I have to suppress the urge to reach down and gather it on my finger to eat it. Whatever it is about shifter biology means that his saliva and cum acts like the best medicine for my heat fever. Well, that and his dick.

Slumping down on one of the tarps, I bask in my body’s aftershocks as Luca eyes me. “You okay?” he asks as he cleans me up with a wet rag—thankfully, there’s a whole bag of clean ones that we’ve been using regularly.

He asks me if I’m okay every time, his eyes intent on me. He’s gauging how I’m feeling—if I’m still caught in the grip of a wave. But actually, this is the first time I’ve felt it lessen in intensity this much.

“Yeah,” I answer.

He nods, finishes cleaning me, and then cleans himself next. He walks out of the room, probably to go get us a snack or some water to replenish ourselves, but as soon as he’s gone, my body convulses with another spasm.

A tired, needy whine escapes me. Luca immediately comes back in. “Again, baby?”

I know it’s silly, but my stomach does a little flip every time he calls me that.

I nod miserably. “We probably have a couple minutes until it’s back to full force, though.” He must be getting so tired of having to fuck me.

“Let’s try something different. While you’re still articulate.”

I watch him warily as he comes over, his body lupine and his eyes glinting with predatory resolve.

“What?” I ask, watching as he comes to kneel down in front of me.

“You’ve been wound so tight. Try to relax. Maybe it’ll help slow down your heatwave.”

I watch, slightly horrified, as he starts to slide down my front. I immediately sit up and cross my legs, shoving my hands in front of my private pocket. “What are you doing?”

He pauses and looks up at me, his hands on my thighs. He really is friggen gorgeous. All that tanned skin and lean body with the soft ripple of muscles...mmm. “I’m going to lick you now.”

I gape at him. “Say what?”

His mouth curves. “I want to taste you. We’ve been too far gone in your heat, and I’ve been too caught in my rut, it’s been like a frenzy of fucking. But I want to enjoy you now and get this pussy on my tongue.”

I start shaking my head and scooting back. The bare concrete chafes my ass, but I don’t even care. My mind is just screaming, “Retreat! Retreat!”

“No thanks, that’s okay.”

He follows me, somehow making crawling towards me look erotic as hell, and my body cramps, warning me of another impending wave.

My back hits the wall as he stalks me, and then his head is going lower, lower, lower…

“Get back up here. I don’t want oral!” I snap.

He chuckles as he starts trailing kisses up my thigh. “I’m tasting this pussy, baby. It’s