Page 24 of Animal Instincts

Her head was suddenly too heavy for her to hold up, and so she let it fall back, baring her throat for her mate even more.

“That’s it, surrender to me willingly, and I swear to fucking God, baby, I’ll make you never regret it.”

She didn’t regret it, would never think twice about giving herself to Damien. Danika wanted to let go, so she brought her hands up, gripped his massive biceps and nodded her desire for him to continue. “I want you, want this, but...” He lifted his head and looked down at her.

“Tell me what you want, and it’s yours.”

She licked her lips, knowing that she really did want this, but

for this first time it had to be her way.

“Will you let me lead?” She didn’t need to elaborate, because

by the sound he let out she knew he understood.

“Anything, baby. Anything and everything I have is yours.”

He brushed his lips against hers, like he was ready to let her take the reins. She knew it was probably for this one time, because Damien was a very dominating man, and she liked that he took control.

It made her feel like a woman, and that he knew how to make her feel good because he knew her so well. He took a step back, and for a moment all they did was stare at each other.

The shirt he wore was a button-down, and so she lifted her hands to his chest, and rested her open palm right over his pectoral muscles. Her hands shook slightly, but it wasn’t from apprehension, but liquid arousal.

Danika slipped the buttons out one at a time, and when the material was hanging open she smoothed her hands along the hard, smooth ridges that were clear through his white undershirt. His chest rose and fell, his breathing increasing with each passing moment.

Pushing the shirt off his shoulders, she started to lift the hem of his tee, seeing the ripped six-pack that was revealed, and the dark blond hair that started right below his belly button and disappeared beneath his jeans.

How had she gone from wanting to have an in- depth conversation with him to being wet and ready for him to take her? In one swift move he lifted his arms over his head, gripped the back of his shirt, and pulled it over his head and tossed it aside.

All other thoughts left Danika’s mind, and she breathed out roughly when she saw his hard chest. It was wide, golden in color, and so muscular she felt like a small, insignificant female beside him.

Even though she had seen him naked before, her emotions had been so raw at the time that a lot of it was just sensations and feelings inside of her. He growled low in his throat. She knew it must be hard for him to just stand there, not taking control when she knew he wanted to.

Nervousness was a living entity inside of her, but she pushed it aside and reached for the belt at his waist. His erection was already tenting his jeans, and it was enormous. After getting the button undone and his zipper down, she took a deep breath, gripped the edges of the denim, and pushed them down. He wore no underwear, a fact that turned her on even more.

His shaft sprang forth like another limb, and all she could do was stare at it.

“You see what you do it me, baby.” His voice was so low, so

rough, that her nipples instantly hardened and her pussy swelled with her arousal. “You have total control over me, Danika. You’ll always have this control over me.” His gaze was lowered to her chest that was rising and falling from her rapid breathing. “Touch me, Danika, before I lose my control and just take you right here and now without giving you the chance to take the lead, baby.”

Keeping hold of his gaze with hers, she reached out and smoothed her hands over his chest again. Slowly moving her hands down the granite-like, hairless, and hard expanse of flesh,she gripped his shaft without waiting for her nerves to come back to reality.

He was so thick and long that she couldn’t even wrap her fingers fully around his girth.

“Yeah, Danika, that’s it.”

She wanted him, wanted to feel Damien touch every part of her. Power surged through her when she started stroking him and he couldn’t hold his eyes open any longer. The fact she couldn’t seem to get enough oxygen into her lungs had her feeling lightheaded.

She wanted it all, and she wanted it with this lion shifter. Letting go of his erection and taking a step back, she watched the different emotions pass across his face.

“Take me, Damien—” She didn’t finish that sentence, because this low, animalistic growl left him, and then he had her in his arms. He kissed her like he couldn’t get enough. He moved her so her back met the hard wood of the living room wall. Damien ran his teeth up and down her neck, and had his hands on her upper arms, holding her in place for him.

“I could devour you right now, Danika.”

She breathed out at his erotic words.

He moved his other hand down her waist, over her outer thigh,