Lycan Heat by S. Yule (polar express read aloud TXT) 📕

“Is that why you want to change me?”

“No, but I won’t lie to you. It would put my mind to rest knowing you were stronger, more resistant to being hurt. I could make love to you without worrying, but that’s not the reason, not the only reason.” Not the reason that mattered most.

“You held back when we were together?” She frowned and worried her lip with her small teeth. “Was it okay for you?”

“It was more than okay for me,” he chuckled. “You know that.”

“I don’t want you to hold back with me.” She turned to face him and reached out to cup his cheek.

He sucked in a sharp breath. “Baby, you have no idea how much you draw the predator out in me. I’ve never met anyone who could do it with such ease, but I would be too rough with you if I unleashed it. I can’t risk it.”

She placed her lips against his and kissed him lazily before tracing the tip of her tongue along the seam of his mouth. Every muscle in his body tensed, primed for taking her once again.

“You won’t hurt me, Piers. I know you won’t.”

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“I’ll hurt you. I can’t.” He gritted his teeth. The lycan in him demanded he do what she asked, but the human knew he couldn’t.

“Okay,” she sighed, “but you don’t have to handle me like fragile glass either. I know there were things you wanted to do that wouldn’t hurt me, but you held that back as well. I could feel it, Piers. Now, take me. Take me how you need to.”

When her lips touched his again, all reason was replaced by sheer need.

His mouth slammed down on hers, and his tongue demanded entrance, which she willingly gave without hesitation. He rolled her to her back and covered her. Her fingers tangled in his hair and each tug urged him to take more. The lycan wanted his female to submit to him, give herself over solely to the pleasure he could give her.

He nipped and licked his way down her throat and when he found her breast, he bit at the peak hard enough to make her squeak and wriggle before soothing the pain with long strokes of his tongue. Her nails dug into his back, and fire shot straight to his cock. He looped his arms under her knees and splayed her wide, exposing every inch of her. His eyes fixed on the nest of tight, coppery curls and glistening pink folds that wept for him.

“Piers!”

“You are so damned beautiful.” He shook his head when she blushed.

“There is no reason to be embarrassed.” He licked his lips and bent to taste her. Her breath hissed when his tongue touched the tiny bundle of nerves at her core. He growled at her sweet, honeyed flavor, and dipped his tongue between the wet folds, suckling the pink labia gently before slipping in for another taste. He inhaled her soft, womanly scent mixed with sex and groaned. He could stay here like this forever. He would never get enough of her.

She tugged harder at his hair, and he slipped his hands up her thighs and held her hips still under his mouth. He slid his tongue around her clit again, and she gasped. When he looked up at her, his breath nearly stopped. Her back was arched, pushing her full breasts toward him, the inviting pink nipples begging to be laved next. Her head thrashed back and forth as coppery hair tangled around her angelic face. Her lips, swollen from his 68

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kisses, were parted, and emitted gasps of pleasure. She was a siren. She was beautiful, and she was his.

He loved her, and the loneliness that had constantly hovered inside him for so long was gone. She healed him. She made him want things he’d been too afraid to wish for. The image of a little girl with coppery curls and face as beautiful as her mother’s jumping in his arms and calling him Daddy sent a pang of want slicing through him. He wanted everything with her—a home, loving arms to fall into when he had a bad day, and most of all, he wanted to watch her grow large with his baby.

He wanted to spend his days worshipping her and making her happy.

Hell, he’d do just about anything to have her amazing smile aimed at him.

His chest tightened, and his heart nearly burst with the strength of the emotions blooming inside him.

“Let go and come for me, baby.” God, how he wanted to give her such pleasure she’d scream his name.

He buried his tongue inside her, retreated, and flicked at the tiny, tight nub before she screamed out his name—the sound of it on her lips just as magical as he’d imagined—as her body shook in release.

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The orgasm she had just had ripped her to shreds. She’d never be the same. No other man would ever be able to affect her as Piers did. He reared up over her, and the sight of his wide, muscular chest stole her breath. His eyes glowed, but this time, the eerie shine stirred something in her other than fear. She realized that his eyes only did that when he was out of control, and the fact that she was the one causing those feelings in him fired her body back to full throttle even on the cooling heels of her orgasm.

She loved him, but could they get past the huge differences between them? They’d have to somehow because she didn’t want to be without him.

Instinctively, she had known he was her soul mate, and now she was ready to embrace the fact wholeheartedly.

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He ran his fingers along her ribs, around to her spine and lower until he cupped her ass in his hand. He nudged between her thighs and