Tempting the Jaguar

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Authors: Katie Reus
close and personal made her
    shudder in primal awareness. The
    man was certainly proportional
    everywhere. Then she
    remembered...”Condom?”
    He froze, looking at her in
    curiosity. “You’re not in heat.”
    She blinked, uncertain of his
    meaning. Since she’d turned
    sixteen, she went through an
    unbelievably painful week twice a
    year where she was sexually
    frustrated and almost nothing could
    ease her. “You mean those are the
    only times I can get pregnant?”
    He nodded, his frown increasing,
    probably because he was surprised
    she didn’t know more about
    shifters. “And we can’t get
    diseases,” he said quietly.
    Clearly she had a lot more to
    learn about shifter life but right
    now she knew all she needed to.
    Sitting up, she reached for him but
    he grabbed her wrists and pinned
    them above her head as they
    tumbled back onto the softness. She
    squirmed, trying to get him to push
    inside her but he remained firm.
    Those pale green eyes had turned
    dark and smoky as he watched her.
    Under his gaze her breathing
    increased, her chest rising and
    falling rapidly. “Why aren’t you
    moving?” she whispered, suddenly
    feeling self-conscious.
    “I don’t take lovers lightly.” His
    voice was raspy, almost edgy.
    “Me neither.” It had been almost
    five years for her, but she didn’t
    plan to tell him that.
    “Good.” There he went again
    with that growl. The sound was so
    sexy her inner walls clenched.
    “And...I’ve never been with a
    shifter before.” She felt like she
    needed to tell him something more
    about herself. Something personal.
    His eyes flashed darker for a
    moment, then a purely masculine
    smile covered his face as he
    captured her mouth again.
    Still keeping her wrists captive,
    Rainer reversed their bodies,
    moving so that Estrella was on top.
    He wanted to see every inch of her
    as she rode him. The most primitive
    part of him scoffed, wanting to ride
    her hard and claim her. But not this
    first time.
    She needed to feel as safe as
    possible with him. Though it killed
    him, he could give up control. Hell,
    he could do anything for this
    woman.
    Something inside him had flared
    to life the moment he’d met her.
    Deep down he knew it was the
    mating call. He didn’t want to
    believe it, but his inner wolf wanted
    her and would accept no other.
    Ever. Considering they still needed
    to learn a lot about each other, he
    planned to make sure this first time
    together was done right. He wanted
    to give her so much pleasure she’d
    never want to be without him.
    “Ride me, sweetheart.” He let her
    wrists drop and was thankful when
    she immediately pushed up on his
    chest and straddled his waist.
    Her lips were glossy and slightly
    swollen as she watched him.
    Keeping her eyes on him, she raised
    up and lowered herself over his
    cock. She let out a long, satisfied
    breath as she sat fully on him.
    Unable to control himself, he
    thrust inside her. She was so tight,
    it would take all his self-control not
    to come before she climaxed again.
    And he’d make damn sure she did.
    He wanted to see that blissful
    expression on her face again.
    Her entire body was that beautiful
    olive color and her nipples were a
    slightly darker shade of brown.
    Right now they were rock hard and
    as she rose up on her knees, her
    breasts slightly swayed, driving him
    insane.
    He clenched her hips tight as she
    moved up and down, over and
    over. There was no way he could
    take his eyes off her. It humbled
    him that she was here with him
    now. She clearly knew nothing
    about shifter life, but she’d made
    the decision to let him into her body
    and they hadn’t known each other
    that long. She was so beautiful it
    almost hurt him to watch her.
    Those dark corkscrew curls
    bounced with her every graceful
    movement. They were riotous and
    so at odds with the way her body
    seemed to flow over him.
    He was so close to losing it but
    he refused to embarrass himself.
    Somehow he pulled one of his
    hands off her

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