All right guys, last one. With Monster coming out to general retailers tomorrow, here’s one last teaser from the book.
Max bent up, keeping his teeth tight on my bottom lip and scraping the tips of his fangs across the sensitive skin there before letting it snap back. His cheeks were flushed as he looked down at me, his hair wrecked and down over his forehead, but his gaze leveled me with deadly seriousness. “Stay.”
His tone brooked no argument, and though I cocked my eyebrow, I silently conceded, keeping my hands above my head even as he pulled his own off of them and settled back onto his ankles, pushing his pelvis down onto my crotch in a move that had tiny fireworks skittering across my eyes and the air shuddering out of my chest. In the next second, Max was off the bed and headed for the door. I didn’t know exactly what he had in mind, but it was only with the hard–won concentration of a lifetime of Hunting that I kept my hands above me instead of wrist-deep in my pre-cum–stained jeans.
I didn’t have to wait long for my relief. The door swung back open then snapped closed as Max stepped into the room. He clenched a condom wrapper between his teeth, ripping down with his hand and tearing it open. The Shifter growled low in his throat, a visceral sound that made my chest go tight and my legs tingle. I tried telling myself that I knew what I was getting into. Kind of. ‘Ish. I’d been with Max before, pushed him in the past. But that had been six years earlier, and I could only guess at the changes time had brought. The Shifter sidled closer, staring down at me with a kind of predatory fire that would have had my Hunter guard up if it had been anyone else. With Max, it just made my groin ache even harder.
“I’m going to fuck you.”
Oh, good God…
The words were spoken with terrifying strength, low but unmistakable. Something in my chest leapt, and I couldn’t stop my hands from winding into the sheets below me. Max leaned forward, resting his fists against the baseboard, never once breaking eye contact with me. The outline of his body burned across my eyes. Every curve of muscle, every sharp line, stood out to me with a perfect clarity that should have been impossible given the darkness of the room.
“I’m going to fuck you like I’ve been dreaming about every night for the past six years, and I’m going to take my time with it.” He climbed up onto the bed, sensual and slow, moving himself above my own frozen body. I could practically see the wolf in him staring back at me as he prowled forward, his shoulders rolling and his arms and legs tightening like he was ready to pounce. He moved so that he was looking straight down into my eyes, the barest of smirks teasing at his lips. “And by the time I’m done, you’re never gonna want to run away from me again.”
My mouth was dry, my lips parted, and I couldn’t remember how to breathe properly. There was still time to back out. Time to fire off some string of sarcastic taunts harsh enough to make Max forget why he wanted to be with me, at least for a while longer. But as much as the thought of being with the Shifter like this scared me in some ways, I couldn’t deny the reassurance and relief that he brought me so selflessly. If nothing else, my own morbid curiosity wouldn’t let me leave without finding out if all the time apart had changed the way we fit together so perfectly. His clear belief in some future for us left me feeling sick, but then I’d learned over the years that optimism was a dangerous game—Max would see that before long, but for now, I wanted him, he wanted me, and that was enough.
The Shifter kissed me again, but this time it wasn’t rough and desperate, it was slow and soft and intimate, gentle enough to set me on edge given the fact that I still hadn’t been able to so much as touch my cock, and he was acting like we were bonded mates with all the time in the world.
Mates…
I dragged my tongue roughly across one of his fangs, sharp enough to draw blood and distract me from the terrifying prospect I’d just made the mistake of considering for a half second. This was just sex—it wasn’t forever, and I didn’t need to worry. But I didneed to get Max going a little heavier before my brain shorted out from the restraint.
The Shifter responded in turn as though he could hear my thoughts, slowly sliding down my body to a rhythm he set in his own mind. He laved kisses over my chest and down onto my abs, slowing to a stop just at the waist of my jeans. It took every ounce of control I had not to thrust up into his face, given the fucker was just sitting there, teasing me with his hands on my sides and his mouth just a few inches from my aching cock…
I hope you guys have liked this little week of excerpts! Monster will be out tomorrow, so be sure to check it out. You can read the blurb and excerpt on the publisher Totally Bound’s site here.
