his delicious languid pace. Although I desired him to hurry, to bury himself totally, I bit down on my lip and let him have his way with me. Control was not easy for me to give up, but I gave it to him. I let him control the pace and dominate my pleasure.
Thrusting deep, he cupped me, sliding fingers along my core, rubbing at my clit. In anticipation, I gripped his neck tight. I hovered on the edge, so near to orgasm. With each ragged breath, I could already taste the rapture in my mouth.
His pace increased, riding me hard. Moaning, he rammed into me again and again, digging his fingers into my flesh. As he thrust forward, I pushed back. I’d lost control of my body, it wanted to take more, give more. So much that I was lost to my pleasure.
With one final grunt, Severin drove in deep. Everything around me exploded. Sound and sight became a garbled kaleidoscope of sensations. The experience was damned beautiful. A sphere of colored light swirled around my chest then receded back into my body. Spectacular.
I took in a shuddering breath and tried to move, but all my body parts shuddered in response. Severin was still inside me. I could feel him moving again. Stirring. His desire was insatiable.
As if to demonstrate that fact, he pulled out, flipped me around, and picked me up, his hands molding my ass cheeks. Without any effort, he carried me into his bedroom and tossed me down onto the bed.
The look in his eyes—both dangerous and delicious—stole my breath. I scrambled backwards on the mattress, as he crawled towards me, his eyes dark, gaze fixed on me. I swallowed hard. It looked like he wanted to eat me. Not that I would’ve minded much.
My body thrummed with desire and power. I was electrified by the intensity of the energy pulsating through me. I felt powerful, invincible. When Severin neared me, kissing me hard, I wrapped my arms around him, and flipped him onto his back. I straddled him within seconds.
Pushing him down, I quickly had his long hard length sheathed inside me. Control was mine now. I would take what I wanted.
Slow at first, then gaining a frantic rhythm, I moved on top of him. As the power surged through me, I lifted my arms to the sky. I left like I was soaring. The sensation of flying was so real, I had to open my eyes to make sure I was still moving on top of Severin and not spinning wildly in the night air.
He reached for me, setting large hands on my breasts.
I wondered if he could feel the wild beat of my heart in his palm. Release was mine to be had. Heat built deep inside. My thighs trembled in anticipation. My orgasm was so close. I reached down to spread my hands over the hard smooth plane of Severin’s chest, possessing him…
Something tore inside me. As the skin on my back split open, a scream ripped from my throat. The slow dribble of fluid between my shoulder blades made me shudder.
“Nina?” Severin tried to grab me.
But I was off him and the bed in a second. The pain made my head swim in darkness. I stumbled about the room, unconsciousness threatening to take me under the waves of agony. But I wasn’t having it. I wouldn’t bow down; I wouldn’t break. My body was mine. I owned it. I wouldn’t let this transformation shatter everything I’d worked to become.
Severin came near me. Caution made his movements slow and deliberate. “Nina. Let me help you.”
I put my hand out to ward him off. “Keep away.” More blood dripped down the back of my legs to dot the bedroom rug beneath me.
“I know what’s happening to you. It’s the transformation. Werewolves go through the same agony. I know the pain and confusion you feel.”
Tears streamed down my face as another convulsion rippled through my flesh. The sensation was as if my atoms were rearranging themselves from the inside out.
“Don’t fight it, Nina. It’s natural. You’re becoming.”
“Becoming what?” I hissed, clutching the wall so I didn’t
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