Chapter Eleven

A deep, scary growl roused Zandy from a dead sleep and she jerked when she was flipped over. Her mouth opened to scream but one word stopped her terror.

“Zandy.”

Tiger was on his hands and knees next to her. His hair was down and he was naked. The room was dark but not pitch black. She’d left the bathroom light on and the door cracked so just enough light enabled her to see him. He shifted, gripped her thighs and parted them.

His hands gripped the waist of her shorts next and the material ripped. It shocked her that he’d so easily destroyed them. A quick tug to get them out from under her and he tossed them to the floor. Her eyes widened as she watched him lower his face until his hot breath was on her lower stomach. One hand fisted her shirt, shoving it up until he’d bared her br**sts. His hot mouth kissed her ribs.

“Tiger? What are— Oh!”

He nipped her with his teeth. It didn’t hurt but a jolt shot through her from his sharp canines. His hand released her shirt to cup her between her legs. His fingers teased the seam of her pu**y before one of them pressed down on her clit.

Her hands rose to grip his shoulders as his hot mouth trailed kisses over her bare breast until he sucked the nipple inside his mouth. He wasn’t gentle as he suckled her. Passion hit hard and fast.

“Yes,” she moaned as she spread her thighs wider to encourage him to keep touching her.

His finger slid from her cl*t to the opening of her pu**y. He entered her with the thick digit slowly and finger-fucked her. Her h*ps moved, unable to stay still. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders and he tore his mouth away from her.

“You’re wet for me already.” His voice came out gruff and super sexy. His finger slowly withdrew from her body.

“Don’t stop.”

“Muffle your sounds, Zandy.”

She wasn’t sure what he meant by that because she hadn’t thought she was being loud. She didn’t get a chance to ask though as he gripped her hips, rolled her over and jerked her ass up in the air until she was on her knees. Suddenly he was behind her and his c**k entered her slowly.

She moaned and clawed the bedding. His hold on her h*ps kept her in place and he adjusted his legs to the outside of hers, pinning her there as he drove his c**k deep. He eased his hold on one hip, bent forward and one of his hands flattened next to one of hers to brace his body as he curled over her back. His mouth ended up next to her ear.

“I’m going to f**k you. I need you now. Grab the pillow and use it. There are officers outside.”

The “muffle” comment suddenly made sense as she struggled to find the pillow somewhere above her head. She dragged it closer and Tiger almost withdrew from her body before his h*ps slammed hard against her ass. She dug her face into the pillow and cried out in pleasure at the feel of his thick shaft stretching her vaginal walls. He moved fast, f**ked her hard enough that it nearly drove her flat, but his arm slid from her hip to encircle her waist as if he knew she was about to collapse.

All she could do was feel as he took her in a near frenzy. It felt so good it nearly hurt. His balls slapped against her cl*t and his ragged breathing matched her own. He adjusted his hips, took her at a new angle, and the crown of his c**k hit a spot that made her moan louder.

The arm around her middle tightened and he growled. He kept f**king her until she lost it. The cl**ax struck and she bit into the pillow to keep from crying out. Her body jerked under his and suddenly Tiger’s mouth locked on her shoulder. Pain made her cry out as he bit down. Pleasure and agony mixed until she nearly passed out. His teeth released her as he ground his h*ps against her ass and, jerking violently, he came hard. She could feel his se**n shooting deep inside her.

The only thing keeping her up was Tiger’s strength. He stopped coming and just collapsed to his side, taking her with him. They were still joined and he held her tightly around her waist to make sure they stayed that way.

Her shoulder ached where he’d bitten her. He was breathing as heavily as she as both of them recovered. He lifted his head and put his lips next to her ear.

“Another male isn’t to touch you, Zandy. Swear that to me. I’m the only one you share sex with.”

His words stunned her.

He growled softly and his mouth nipped her shoulder. “Swear.”

It didn’t hurt but her oversensitive body jerked from the soft bite. “I swear.”

His tongue licked the area he’d bitten. It was an odd sensation as he lapped at her skin. His c**k inside her twitched and he slowly started to move, f**king her again. She moaned and turned her head against the bed. Her fingers found his arm around her waist and she clung to him.

He rolled onto his back and took her with him until she was sprawled on her back over him. His free hand cupped her mound and played with her cl*t while his h*ps drove his c**k into her pu**y. Zandy threw her arm over her face and used her wrist to muffle some of her moans.

She wasn’t sure what had gotten into Tiger or why he’d made her swear he’d be the only man she was with but she didn’t care at that moment. He felt so good inside her and massaging her cl*t that it was all that mattered. She wasn’t sure what felt better. The way he’d taken her fast and furiously on her knees or the slow, languid way he f**ked her now.

Sweat made her body slide on his by the time he’d made her come a second time and found his own release. They relaxed and panted. Zandy turned her head to rest her cheek against Tiger’s chest, where she remained. Her fingers on his arm caressed him and her hand over her mouth dropped back over one of his shoulders.