himself, and reached even deeper into her hot pussy. “Ride me, little bitch. Stroke me with that hot pussy of yours.”
She growled her answer, leaning forward and resting her forehead against his while she began moving up and down over him. His hands slipped over the moist curves of her hips. She moved steadily, her leg muscles constricting and lengthening while she lifted herself until his cock almost slid out of her and then sank back down on him, taking almost all of him inside her.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he grunted, amazed that he could feel every little pussy muscle inside her quiver and clamp down on his cock while she stroked him.
She was like soft velvet, moist and on fire. The soft groans she made tickled his ears.
She sounded like a bitch in heaven, taking her pleasure and enjoying every moment of it.
“I’d tell you that you were bigger than any werewolf I’ve been with, but I wouldn’t want to inflate your ego that much.” She said the words in between quick sighs, giving them even more meaning.
Her breed was a lot smaller, and possibly her males had smaller cocks too. Damned shame if being with him would ruin her pleasure with any lunewulf in the future.
Just thinking about the possibility of that happening rubbed him wrong. He didn’t fuck a bitch simply because he was horny. Every time in the past when he’d taken a female, he’d had feelings for her. And every time, he’d been hurt. Now he sat in his den, fucking Heidi. She was sexier, hotter and more appealing than any female he’d known before. She’d moved him to the point where he’d offered her his kill in ceremonial fashion. He wanted to announce their courting, their intentions to mate if they fell in love. Once in their history, fucking her as he did now would mate them.
That tradition had faded with the times. He wouldn’t want a mate without knowing beforehand that they enjoyed each other in bed. But otherwise, he honored their ways.
As he watched Heidi ride him, arch her back and let her head fall while she moved over his cock, he ached to know her thoughts, to know everything about her. But having a future with her might prove close to impossible.
He didn’t like that thought either.
Focusing on how she quivered over him, how her body tightened and her cries grew louder, he shoved out all unpleasant thoughts and inhaled the scent of her orgasm.
“Damn. Nicolo!” She dug her fingernails into his shoulders, scraping his flesh with her nails.
The quick pain heightened his senses. He throbbed inside her and she almost suffocated him with heat as she came.
Heidi collapsed over him, breathing heavily. She sank down and her moisture allowed him to push deeper inside her than he’d been so far.
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“You’ve got all of me,” he whispered into her hair, holding her for a moment while she slowly recovered.
“It’s a perfect fit,” she muttered, sated and not moving while her scent mixed with his, creating an aroma that he could inhale for hours and not grow tired of.
“I’m going to make you come again.” He hated pulling out of her, but he wanted control. He wanted to hear her scream while he impaled her perfectly tight pussy.
“Stand, little bitch.”
She raised her head, and every inch of her quivered when she worked to lift herself off him. Ignoring how cold his cock felt when he slipped out of her, he grabbed her, helping her stand. It amazed him how she appeared so strong and willful one moment, and then so fragile the next. And even when she leaned on him, allowing him to lift her, he saw her eagerness return. He stood, pulling her to him. Before he could though, she grabbed his sweats and pulled them down his thighs.
“I want you naked too.” She gave him an impish smile. “I want to see all of you.”
“Then undress me.” His breath caught in his throat when she knelt before him, her face so close to his throbbing cock as she pulled his sweats to the floor.
He stepped
She growled her answer, leaning forward and resting her forehead against his while she began moving up and down over him. His hands slipped over the moist curves of her hips. She moved steadily, her leg muscles constricting and lengthening while she lifted herself until his cock almost slid out of her and then sank back down on him, taking almost all of him inside her.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he grunted, amazed that he could feel every little pussy muscle inside her quiver and clamp down on his cock while she stroked him.
She was like soft velvet, moist and on fire. The soft groans she made tickled his ears.
She sounded like a bitch in heaven, taking her pleasure and enjoying every moment of it.
“I’d tell you that you were bigger than any werewolf I’ve been with, but I wouldn’t want to inflate your ego that much.” She said the words in between quick sighs, giving them even more meaning.
Her breed was a lot smaller, and possibly her males had smaller cocks too. Damned shame if being with him would ruin her pleasure with any lunewulf in the future.
Just thinking about the possibility of that happening rubbed him wrong. He didn’t fuck a bitch simply because he was horny. Every time in the past when he’d taken a female, he’d had feelings for her. And every time, he’d been hurt. Now he sat in his den, fucking Heidi. She was sexier, hotter and more appealing than any female he’d known before. She’d moved him to the point where he’d offered her his kill in ceremonial fashion. He wanted to announce their courting, their intentions to mate if they fell in love. Once in their history, fucking her as he did now would mate them.
That tradition had faded with the times. He wouldn’t want a mate without knowing beforehand that they enjoyed each other in bed. But otherwise, he honored their ways.
As he watched Heidi ride him, arch her back and let her head fall while she moved over his cock, he ached to know her thoughts, to know everything about her. But having a future with her might prove close to impossible.
He didn’t like that thought either.
Focusing on how she quivered over him, how her body tightened and her cries grew louder, he shoved out all unpleasant thoughts and inhaled the scent of her orgasm.
“Damn. Nicolo!” She dug her fingernails into his shoulders, scraping his flesh with her nails.
The quick pain heightened his senses. He throbbed inside her and she almost suffocated him with heat as she came.
Heidi collapsed over him, breathing heavily. She sank down and her moisture allowed him to push deeper inside her than he’d been so far.
57
Lorie O’Clare
“You’ve got all of me,” he whispered into her hair, holding her for a moment while she slowly recovered.
“It’s a perfect fit,” she muttered, sated and not moving while her scent mixed with his, creating an aroma that he could inhale for hours and not grow tired of.
“I’m going to make you come again.” He hated pulling out of her, but he wanted control. He wanted to hear her scream while he impaled her perfectly tight pussy.
“Stand, little bitch.”
She raised her head, and every inch of her quivered when she worked to lift herself off him. Ignoring how cold his cock felt when he slipped out of her, he grabbed her, helping her stand. It amazed him how she appeared so strong and willful one moment, and then so fragile the next. And even when she leaned on him, allowing him to lift her, he saw her eagerness return. He stood, pulling her to him. Before he could though, she grabbed his sweats and pulled them down his thighs.
“I want you naked too.” She gave him an impish smile. “I want to see all of you.”
“Then undress me.” His breath caught in his throat when she knelt before him, her face so close to his throbbing cock as she pulled his sweats to the floor.
He stepped
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