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Exclusive Excerpt: BEAST RISING by Angela Addams

Beast Rising Angela Addams

WARNING: This excerpt is too hot for work. Nothing says ‘wild’ quite like an erotic romance with a paranormal twist. Make sure no one’s around and kick back and enjoy this excerpt from Angela Addams!

The only way he could find solace was in the arms of his mate. Mayhem took the minutes that he had to be alone with Hannah and used them to love her.

He ran his fingers through her hair, sweeping the wet strands from her bare shoulder. “You showered.”

After his meeting with Aubrey, he’d tracked Hannah down, knowing his time was limited. That important things would demand his attention.

“I needed time to unwind.” Hannah’s smile was sad but tender. “Lots of intense emotions swirling around down there.”

He rubbed his thumb over her bottom lip, cupping her face at the same time. “What do you feel now?”

She giggled a little. “I feel like things are going to get very interesting.” Her smile faded as she reached her hand to trail a line from his brow to his jaw. “I feel your sorrow. I’m so sorry, Mayhem. Whatever you need from me…”

“I need you to love me, Hannah. That’s all I’ve ever needed.” He bent and kissed her, sweetly, tenderly as he wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her off the ground. “Let me think of something else for a minute.”

Hannah sighed as she wrapped her arms around his neck and looked him dead in the eye. “Or maybe not think about anything.” She pressed her lips to his, licking at the seam, begging for entrance.

With a rumbling groan he let her in, sliding his tongue to greet hers, tangling together as he walked them to the bed and laid her down.

She was naked under her towel and he spread it open quickly, trailing his fingers over her damp skin, raising goosebumps in his wake. Her kiss deepened, her hands fumbling at his pants, only managing to pop the button before she arched her back on a moan, distracted when his fingers slipped between her pussy lips to stroke her clit.

He left her mouth swollen and glistening as he trailed down her neck, sucking at her porcelain flesh, her freckles giving him a path to her pink little nipples. They were budded and rock hard, little pebbles that he soaked with saliva. She moaned again, angling toward his lips, her fingers in his hair as he flicked and nipped.

“Mayhem.” She breathed out a groan.

He smiled, loving how she begged. He lifted his mouth from her flesh. “You want my cock, sweetheart?”

She nodded, licked her lips then smiled prettily.

He pushed himself up, balancing on his knees as he finished undoing his pants while her hungry eyes raked him. She moved up to her elbows, her hair cascading to cover her breasts and then spread her legs, knees up and apart, pussy soaked and waiting for him.

He grinned as he pulled out his cock. Stroking himself while her eyes were on him was one of the hottest things in the world. She moved one hand down to her pussy and stroked herself too, showing him with her fingers where she needed him to be. Her fingers coating in her juices had his cock weeping precome.

“Hannah, taste your cream for me, sweetheart.” He moved between her legs, still stroking himself as she lifted her glistening fingers to her lips and lapped up what was there, her eyes sliding closed for a moment as she savored her own desire.

With hands on her inner thighs, he pulled her closer, teasing her pussy with the head of his cock, rubbing his pre-come along her folds before punching deep and hard right to the hilt. She gasped, then moaned, letting her head fall back, her upper body still held up by her elbows. He ran his hands over her breasts, cupping, squeezing as he drilled her pussy. She wrapped her legs around his waist, moving with him—her body and his one fluid thing.

Her skin was so soft, her pussy so tight. Mayhem lowered himself, resting on his heels, moving his hands to her ass and his lips to her tits as he pulled her up so she could ride him. Her tits bouncing, her hair flying. He could lose himself in her for hours, days, eternity.

He moaned against her nipple. Releasing it only because his orgasm crested, coming into her spasming pussy as she cried out.

“I love you, Hannah,” he said as he stared into her eyes, giving her all of that emotion, letting her feel what she meant to him.

She smiled lazily, her body still moving slowly, wringing every last shudder out of him. “Love you too, Mayhem.”

Every day is Halloween for author Angela Addams. Enthralled by the paranormal at an early age, Angela spends most of her time thinking up new story ideas that involve supernatural creatures in everyday situations. She believes that the written word is an amazing tool for crafting the most erotic of scenarios. She lives in Ontario, Canada with her loving husband and children.

Angela can be found on Facebook, Twitter, Goodreads, and AngelaAddams.com.

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