Wolf Untamed (SWAT - Special Wolf Alpha Team #11) - Paige Tyler Page 0,78
a tingling in her tummy that suggested it wouldn’t be long before he made her come again.
Diego used the grip on her hips to set the pace, but once she had it, he let those hands drift up until they were cupping her breasts, thumbs and forefingers pinching and teasing her nipples as she rode him. The combination of sensations, from the electric sparks radiating out from her nipples to the lightning bolts shooting through her every time she came down on him and he discovered places that had never been touched in her life, was nearly overwhelming and she never wanted the sensations to end.
Bree leaned forward a little, both to push her breasts harder into Diego’s big, strong hands and to allow her clit to grind against him perfectly. Then he started thrusting, the motion making pleasure ripple deep in her core, and she knew this one was going to be huge.
“Harder,” she demanded. “Don’t stop. I’m close.”
Diego definitely didn’t stop. Grasping her hips, he pounded into her so hard and fast Bree swore there were sparks flying off their bodies with every thrust. She collapsed onto his chest, burying her face in the curve of his neck and shoulder, and screamed as her vision went white behind her clenched eyelids. Her thighs tightened around his hips, and she held on for dear life as he yanked her down on him over and over, her clit grinding against him as spasm after spasm ripped through her. She wasn’t sure how it happened—or why—but her teeth somehow found their way into the muscles of his shoulder as she continued to ride out the best orgasm in the history of humanity.
Diego let out a deep growl, and she was flying through the air. She didn’t have a chance to catch her breath before her back hit the bed and he was thrusting again.
She came again. Or maybe she hadn’t stopped coming from the first one and this was simply the second drop on the roller coaster.
Either way, she arched her back and spread her legs wider, giving Diego all the room he needed to pound her into oblivion. When he slammed in deep and grunted out a long, deep groan, she could barely keep her eyes open. But she was glad she did because she got to see him gazing down at her with eyes that were completely yellow gold, the tips of his fangs just visible over his lower lip.
It probably should have been terrifying to be so vividly reminded she was making love with a werewolf, but at that moment, she couldn’t imagine a sexier sight in the world. Reaching up, she curled her hand around the back of his neck, dragging him down until his full weight was pressing her into the bed. Then she wrapped her legs around him and squeezed tightly, never wanting to let him go.
Diego moved enough to get rid of the condom, then they spooned together, his body keeping her warm as they both slowly came down from their orgasms. She had no idea if it had been the same for him, but she knew he’d ruined her for every other man out there. She couldn’t imagine wanting to be with anyone else. The mere thought of not being with Diego made her stomach twist into knots.
Bree pushed that notion away, wondering why she was thinking it anyway, and immediately felt better. She relaxed, sinking back against Diego, wrapping her hand around the arm he had over her and holding tight. She was half a second from drifting off into sleep when she realized she couldn’t do that. One glance at the clock on the bedside table confirmed her worst fear.
Forcing herself up, she rolled over to face Diego, wishing she didn’t have to wake him. “I’m sorry to ask, but could you take me home now?”
His eyes snapped open immediately, concern and what looked like hurt there. “You can stay, if you want. You know that, right?”
Bree leaned in and kissed him. “Of course, I know, and I’d really love to stay. But I can’t. Brandon has no clue where I am, and he’s going to be home in less than an hour. I know this is horrible timing, but I don’t like the idea of not being there when he gets home. Not when I haven’t talked about our relationship with him yet.”
She braced herself, worried Diego would complain, get upset, or try to cajole her into staying for the