hands he spread her wider, feasting
on the view of all that sweet pussy, his for the taking. Her breath now came in
short bursts, as he deliberately blew on the wet flesh, watching the tell–tale
blush spread across her silky skin, her thighs trembling under his hands, her
agonised pleas for release ringing in his ears.
Her eyes connected with his, when he released
her just long enough to grab a condom from the drawer in the nightstand. Her
eyes grew huge as she watched him struggle, and she surprised him again by
sitting up and taking charge, rolling the thing on his length, her eyes now
full of mischief as she grabbed his balls and squeezed.
“Anyone would think this big bad wolf had never
used one of these.”
“I don’t usually need them, but I’m not taking
any chances with you, little one.”
Her sharp intake of breath should have warned
him of her intention but the slap to his face took him by surprise. The warm,
willing female in front of him was spitting fire all of a sudden, her breasts
dancing in front of his vision with anger, instead of anticipation.
“So, in other words, you make a habit out of
unprotected sex with god-only-knows who?”
She slapped his hand away as he reached for
her, amusement and affection welling up inside of him at her righteous
indignation and she would have scrambled off the bed, had he not pulled her
unto his lap. The move brought his cock in direct contact with her pussy and
she froze, her eyes locked with his. All it would need was a slight lift by him
and he would slide home. His smile turned wicked at the heat rising in her
cheek, awareness and need flaring up between them.
“Just trust me, little one. I will explain why
later; it’s different for shifters, and I don’t make a habit of sleeping with
humans.”
His hand worked its way up to her breast
unhindered as she continued to stare at him and her eyes clouded over with
desire, as he rolled one erect bud between his fingers whilst nipping her
shoulder with his teeth.
He licked his way up her the base of her neck
over her rapidly beating pulse until he could suck her bottom lip in his mouth,
whilst manoeuvring her back onto the bed.
Her soft sigh of surrender was music was to his
ears, as he nudged her legs apart with a muttered, “Open for me, little one. I
want to be buried inside of you, when you come all around me.”
Her moaned compliance had him slide into her
tight entrance like a hot knife through butter and he growled low in his throat
at the sensation of her wet walls closing around him. God she was so tight, yet
so ready. His eyes locked with hers when he began to move, every thrust taking
him deeper into her, as her muscles stretched and drew him in further. As he
watched, her eyes fluttered shut, her muscles milking his cock with small
rhythmic waves as her orgasm built, her head moving frantically from side to
side, before her eyes flew open as he growled the first of his own releases.
Ion increased his pace, using his hands as
leverage under her hips and bringing one of her legs over his shoulder, his
next thrust brought him deeper than ever, pushing her too over the edge. The
bed shook as he gave his wolf free reign, too caught up in her passionate
response to worry over hurting her or taking it easy. She met him thrust for
thrust and orgasm for orgasm, her heated breath on his neck sending him into
his own personal nirvana, his last and final climax so intense that he could
only hold onto the woman under him. Her body was his anchor as his spirit
soared, connecting him to the forces of the moon and he couldn’t hold back the
release of his seed. His last functioning thought before he shut down
completely and lost himself in the forces surrounding them was relief at his
foresight to use the condom. He was going to protect her or die trying.
Chapter Twelve
Marnie was consumed by fire. It licked along
her veins, heating her blood until her breath came in short gasps. Flashes
on the view of all that sweet pussy, his for the taking. Her breath now came in
short bursts, as he deliberately blew on the wet flesh, watching the tell–tale
blush spread across her silky skin, her thighs trembling under his hands, her
agonised pleas for release ringing in his ears.
Her eyes connected with his, when he released
her just long enough to grab a condom from the drawer in the nightstand. Her
eyes grew huge as she watched him struggle, and she surprised him again by
sitting up and taking charge, rolling the thing on his length, her eyes now
full of mischief as she grabbed his balls and squeezed.
“Anyone would think this big bad wolf had never
used one of these.”
“I don’t usually need them, but I’m not taking
any chances with you, little one.”
Her sharp intake of breath should have warned
him of her intention but the slap to his face took him by surprise. The warm,
willing female in front of him was spitting fire all of a sudden, her breasts
dancing in front of his vision with anger, instead of anticipation.
“So, in other words, you make a habit out of
unprotected sex with god-only-knows who?”
She slapped his hand away as he reached for
her, amusement and affection welling up inside of him at her righteous
indignation and she would have scrambled off the bed, had he not pulled her
unto his lap. The move brought his cock in direct contact with her pussy and
she froze, her eyes locked with his. All it would need was a slight lift by him
and he would slide home. His smile turned wicked at the heat rising in her
cheek, awareness and need flaring up between them.
“Just trust me, little one. I will explain why
later; it’s different for shifters, and I don’t make a habit of sleeping with
humans.”
His hand worked its way up to her breast
unhindered as she continued to stare at him and her eyes clouded over with
desire, as he rolled one erect bud between his fingers whilst nipping her
shoulder with his teeth.
He licked his way up her the base of her neck
over her rapidly beating pulse until he could suck her bottom lip in his mouth,
whilst manoeuvring her back onto the bed.
Her soft sigh of surrender was music was to his
ears, as he nudged her legs apart with a muttered, “Open for me, little one. I
want to be buried inside of you, when you come all around me.”
Her moaned compliance had him slide into her
tight entrance like a hot knife through butter and he growled low in his throat
at the sensation of her wet walls closing around him. God she was so tight, yet
so ready. His eyes locked with hers when he began to move, every thrust taking
him deeper into her, as her muscles stretched and drew him in further. As he
watched, her eyes fluttered shut, her muscles milking his cock with small
rhythmic waves as her orgasm built, her head moving frantically from side to
side, before her eyes flew open as he growled the first of his own releases.
Ion increased his pace, using his hands as
leverage under her hips and bringing one of her legs over his shoulder, his
next thrust brought him deeper than ever, pushing her too over the edge. The
bed shook as he gave his wolf free reign, too caught up in her passionate
response to worry over hurting her or taking it easy. She met him thrust for
thrust and orgasm for orgasm, her heated breath on his neck sending him into
his own personal nirvana, his last and final climax so intense that he could
only hold onto the woman under him. Her body was his anchor as his spirit
soared, connecting him to the forces of the moon and he couldn’t hold back the
release of his seed. His last functioning thought before he shut down
completely and lost himself in the forces surrounding them was relief at his
foresight to use the condom. He was going to protect her or die trying.
Chapter Twelve
Marnie was consumed by fire. It licked along
her veins, heating her blood until her breath came in short gasps. Flashes
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