Tiger pounded against her mercilessly as he rubbed her clit. Ecstasy swamped her. She couldn’t think. Nothing existed but his driving cock, hitting wonderful nerves that were drawing her dangerously close to cl**axing. It felt so good it nearly hurt as he pounded against her ass harder, hammering her rapidly, and his purrs were loud enough that her body seemed to vibrate with his.

“I could mount you until I die,” Tiger snarled.

“Yes,” she cried out as he thrust into her even faster and harder.

A snarl came from his throat. It brought the sex up another notch instead of frightening her. She felt his teeth clamp down on her shoulder and the sharp points of his fangs actually seemed to bite into her that time. It didn’t matter. The jolt of pain only took her closer to cl**ax.

“God, that feels good,” she panted. “I’m so close.”

He snarled again and his teeth bit down harder on her shoulder as he continued to pound into her from behind while his finger strummed her clit. Zandy felt her body tense and she screamed his name as she came so hard she nearly blacked out.

His teeth released her as pleasure tore through her entire body from her center outward. He roared as he came too with blasts of his release deep inside her body. She could feel him coming, the warm spread of his se**n filling her as his h*ps slowed.

Zandy panted, trying to catch her breath. The only thing keeping her from slumping sideways and sliding into the creek was Tiger’s hold. Her body totally felt boneless and limp as she basked in the afterglow of that bout of sex. It didn’t matter that her head had lowered and that her cheek rested against the ground. A smile curved her mouth when she realized she wouldn’t have cared if they were lying in mud.

The feel of Tiger withdrawing his c**k slowly from her pu**y made her groan. She felt connected to him and her vaginal walls clamped down almost as if they were protesting the loss too, possibly trying to hold on to him a little longer. He backed away enough to take his weight off her back while his hold on her waist eased. Cold water chilled her overheated cl*t when his finger left it.

He sat down and pulled her onto his lap sideways. Their gazes met and she smiled.

“Did I say ‘wow’ before? I was wrong. Wow!”

He nuzzled her head aside with his face and she thought he wanted to kiss her neck. He lowered his head instead and his hot tongue licked at her shoulder. It was a slightly strange sensation but she liked it. She felt a little sleepy and really loved being cradled on his lap. His tongue kept flicking at her shoulder, over and over, and curiosity prompted her to speak.

“I’m not complaining, but why are you licking me?”

His tongue stopped. “I bit you hard enough to break the skin this time. I’m cleaning your wound. It will be sore later and hurt.” He didn’t lift his head to look at her while he spoke. “I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it.” It was odd that he’d bitten her but it didn’t hurt so it couldn’t be more than a scratch. She wasn’t alarmed over it. “Sex injuries happen sometimes and that was totally worth one. I don’t even feel it.” She laughed.

He didn’t. “It’s going to hurt later when you warm from the cold water and the endorphins from sexual gratification subsides.” His voice deepened to a gruff tone. “It may scar. Damn. I didn’t mean to do it.” His tongue lapped at her again.

She thought it was really cute how he’d put that. She’d never met a man who said “endorphins” but wisely didn’t laugh. She was afraid of hurting his feelings if he mistook her reason for finding humor in it. He was sweet and his concern touched her. It even made her fall a little in love with him.

Don’t do that, she sternly ordered. It’s just sex. Don’t forget that. Her humor vanished. “I’m okay.”

His tongue stopped again. “I took you too rough. Are you sore or feeling no pain at all yet?”

She pushed her head against his and he lifted his until their gazes met. The look of regret in his eyes almost broke her heart. So much for their perfect one-time tryst in the woods. Her head turned and she twisted her shoulder enough to see where he’d bitten her. There were two small puncture wounds on the top of her shoulder and she couldn’t see if there were more on the back side. A small amount of blood came from them but the skin wasn’t torn. It didn’t look too terrible and her gaze returned to his.

“Don’t feel bad, okay? Honestly. I’m tougher than I look and that was pretty awesome. The sex and even the bite felt really good. I’m fine.” She smiled. “You didn’t break me.”

He pulled her tighter against his chest and she found her cheek resting against the curve of his throat as he held her. She stared at the woods around them and figured he might be doing the same.

“It’s really beautiful here.”

“It is. Do you know what makes this place perfect?”

“What?”

“We’re here together.”

Damn. I could totally fall in love with him. He sounded so sincere that she turned her head enough to see his face. He glanced down and honesty shone in those beautiful eyes of his. Correction, she amended, I am falling in love. Not good. Love at first sight or in our case, after having sex, is a mistake. He’s still a man, despite being so different. He’ll break my heart.

He shifted his body, forcing her away from his chest. He glanced around and sighed. “The water is cold and I don’t want to risk getting you ill. Your body temperature doesn’t run as hot as mine, nor do you have my endurance. I need to warm you.”