THE AWAKENING

He eyed her with open speculation, as if weighing the truth of her statement. Perhaps he feared she’d chomp his dick off. The thought had merit.

But a tingling deep inside her belly had begun to curl itself around her senses and a hunger that had nothing to do with food had taken root.

She recognized the signs this time. She smothered the groan as her temperature kicked up a notch.

Soon, she’d start ripping her own clothes off in her need to be touched and fucked. Oh, how she hated Phasing.

She blew a hard breath through her clenched teeth, unable to stop the carnal smile that curved her lips. “Are we going to talk about all day or get down to business?”

Momentarily startled by her easy acquiesce, Ulster stripped quickly, shredding his clothes as if flicking lint from a sport coat.

His body was a hard maze of scars from battles fought and survived; whether he was the winner or loser of those battles, she didn’t know and it didn’t matter.

Those crisscrossed, jagged lines were the mark of a survivor, no matter the outcome. Her blood thrilled at the savagery she saw in those wounds.

She tore the ugly dress from her body, delighting in the way the cold air caressed her bare skin. Ulster growled in open appreciation at what he saw.

— the benefit of a super fast metabolism — but her skin

cock, monstrous and thick, with a dripping bead of moisture escaping the tip, drew her attention. He noted her riveted attention to

Yes!

head but she simply smiled. He moved to her with a wary approach, as if nearing a deadly

the fact that he was uncertain.

he said darkly, grabbing her by the arms and jerking her to him. “Your skin is on fire,” he noted with a subtle wonder.

it might burn,” she warned

mouth, sliding his tongue against hers with a violent jab as he pressed against her. She kissed him back, dueling with his tongue without reservation, desire and lust clouding

care. A low growl rumbled from his chest as he squeezed her breasts

and aching, needing to be handled and sucked. He pinched

mouth, tasting

The mushroom head banged against the back of her throat as she sucked and teased while gripping the shaft

her open mouth, and she closed her eyes to the wondrous scent coming off him

Phase had full control of her now and she wasn’t interested in fighting anymore. This wild abandon coursing through her veins was heady

groaned, wanting it brutal and rough. He panted with harsh grunts as he continued to fuck her mouth and she craved his seed. Her body fairly hummed with the desire to taste his essence. Once again, she was seized by this utter madness to fuck. Her pussy ached with the