Come Here, Kitten: A Steamy Greek Mythology Fantasy Romance

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He brushed his thumb over my p***y. “Acting like she’s not wet for me,” he said.

I clamped down harder and cursed the Moon Goddess for my innate attraction to him.

He pressed his hardness against my thigh and let me feel every inch of him. “Acting like my possessiveness isn’t making her clench right now.”

I gathered all the strength I had left in me and firmly pushed my hands into his taut chest. “You know what? I am horny. My p***y is wet. And your possessiveness is over-the-top aggressive alpha right now.” I dug my fingers into his muscle, devouring his wolf’s golden eyes with my own. Then, I tilted my head to the side and sneered at him. “But you’re not going to do a damn thing about it.”

He chuckled and grabbed my wrists, stepping closer, a strand of his dark hair curling onto his forehead. “Oh, I’m not?”

“No,” I said, wrapping my fingers around his and inhaling the captivating scent of hazelnut, “you’re not.”

“Would you rather have Tony touch you like this then?” He released his grip on my wrists, dipped one hand between my legs, and rubbed his fingers against my p***y through my pants.

My eyes widened, my p***y aching.

When I didn’t answer him, he clenched his jaw. “Huh? Is that what Tony is for? Making my mate come? Making my mate feel good?”

My heart pounded against my chest.

He stared down at me with golden embers in his brown eyes and … laughed. I tensed and grabbed his wrist, my core pulsing.

Fuck. f**k. f**k. This wasn’t what I was expecting.

“Go ahead, Kitten.” He rubbed sweet, torturous circles around my c**t through my pants. His canines brushed against my soft spot on my neck, and I nearly moaned. “Push me away,” he mumbled against my ear. “I’ll let you this time.”

I squeezed his wrist in my hand, wanting to shove him back but not wanting him to stop. I really, really didn’t want him to stop. Mom had been driving me crazy this past week, and all I wanted was a release.

“Stop me, or I’ll really give you a reason to push me away.”

I didn’t know whether to moan, to nudge him away, or to do both. The pressure in my core rose with every moment. I needed something, anything. I stared him right in the eye, wanting to dare him. “What’re you going to do? Throw me to the ground and tear me apart piece by piece,” I said, sarcasm dripping from my voice. “Moon Goddess, I’m shaking in my bo—”

He growled lowly and plunged his hand into my underwear. Almost instantly, his fingers slipped into my wet p***y, thrusting in and out harshly. I gripped his broad shoulders, nails digging into the thick muscle.

Holy—

My p***y tightened on him, and I backed up until I hit the nearest tree, unable to hold myself together. The pressure in my core hadn’t ever been this intense. He followed, never taking his fingers out of me once. The heel of his palm hit my sensitive c**t over and over, sending a surge of pleasure through me.

“The things I want to do to you,” he said into my ear, watching my body react to him. He curled a hand around my throat and squeezed lightly. “Bend you over my bed and f**k you until you can’t stand. Push you to your knees and watch you suck my cock.” He took my hand and placed it on his hardness. I clenched, slowly stroking it up and down. “Eat your wet p***y until you beg me to stop.” I drew my brows together, moaning softly. Another wave of ecstasy.

“I love the way your p***y pulses on my fingers,” he said. “Imagine how tight you’d get with my c**k inside of you. Thrusting in and out. Filling this tight … little … pussy.” My f*****g Moon Goddess.

“Eyes on me,” he said, tightening his grip on my throat. I gazed at him, breaths quickening. “Only me.”

He brushed his thumb against my c**t, and my legs shook as I released myself on him, not breaking eye contact once.

Wave after wave of satisfaction rolled through me. My entire body tingled. I closed my eyes and moaned, my hips moving back and forth on his fingers, riding out my orgasm. Hell, I had known my mate for two whole minutes, and I was a mess.

Coming on his fingers. Aching for more.

Tony never even f****d me this well.

He continued to thrust his fingers into me, not stopping.

I wrapped my hand around his wrist, trying to pull it off of me. “I-I came. You-you-you can ststop” My eyes rolled back, and I doubled over, resting my forehead on his bicep. Another surge of pleasure rushed through me.

“Is that what Tony does? Makes you come once and leaves?” He gave me an empty laugh. “I’m not finished with you. Not until you’re begging.”

I squeezed my eyes shut, the pressure in my core becoming harder to bear. My nails dug into his wrist, and I moaned out again as I released myself on him for the second time.

How was he even—

He smirked down at me. “How long do you think you’ll last?” he asked. “Ten, fifteen times?”

My eyes widened, and I pushed his hand away. “Please, Moon Goddess, that was enough.”

My mind was foggy with that hazelnut scent; my body was tingling in all the right places. He hadn’t even touched the rest of me yet, but my body wanted more. My body was craving more.