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I shouldn’t take it as such a victory, but my wolf pumps the air with his fist. He’s doing a backflip in the end zone. Like he thinks I just won Lotta’s heart, not just her consent for more pleasure.
I kneel behind her, pushing her legs wide with a nudge from my knees. I pull her ass cheeks apart and line the headof my cock up with her back hole. I apply slow but steady pressure, waiting until she opens for me before I breach her entrance. I grip Lotta’s hair in the back and pull up. “Who does this beautiful ass belong to?” I ask in a growl.
“You,” she pants.
I work the head of my cock into her, then reach around the front of her hips to stroke her clit as I press in, a centimeter at a time. I sense the moment she relaxes from bracing against the intrusion into pleasure. All the muscles in her back, ass, and pelvic floor give way to allow me in. Her pussy gushes arousal.
I sink two fingers inside her as I slowly pump my cock in and out of her ass.
“Oh Fate…Fate, Fate, Fate,” she croons.
“That’s right, beautiful. You’re taking my big wolf cock in your ass right now, aren’t you? Do you like that?”
“Yes.” It comes as a gasp. Her fingers fist the comforter.
I try not to slam in too hard as my excitement grows. I have to temper my need to dominate with the equal urge to care for my mate.
This isn’t punishment. I’ve hate-fucked her before, but I realize now that was hurting her. I may have wanted her pain–or thought I wanted it–but now that I’ve won her tears, I want to punch my own face in.
“Good girl,” I praise. “You’re taking me like a good girl, aren’t you, sweetheart?”
She opens even more for me. I add a third finger to her pussy, as my heart rate skyrockets.
“I’m gonna come in your ass, and then you’re going to sit on my lap while I feed you. Got it?” I say it like it’s punishment. It’s just pure dominance–letting her know she’s mine to fuck. Mine to claim. Mine to care for.
She lets out a cry, and I can’t wait any longer. I pistoninto her tight ass, my balls drawing up tight before I bury deep and release.
“Oh…oh!” she cries.
I groan, shuddering as the pump-action from my balls continues, and I spill even more cum into her.
Once I’m sure I won’t accidentally lose control and mark her, I lower my face to kiss her shoulder and neck and the side of her face. She twists her face, and I catch her lips in a passionate kiss.
“Good girl.”
Lotta
Good Girl.
Tonight’s the first time Asher’s used those words with me.
They should sound wrong coming from my student–my student!--but instead, they flood me with warmth.
Now that he’s softened, I see how much his anger affected me. It’s unnerving how much I crave approval from him. Before tonight I would’ve sworn up and down that I didn’t need it from him or anyone in this town, but it would’ve been a lie.
What I want from Asher is more than forgiveness or even sex.
I’m looking for something deeper. I’m looking for that spiritual connection. That sense that someone else sees and accepts me for who I am, not just who they want me to be.
I’ve had far too little of that in my life.
And this big, brutish man is starting to make me believe he does see me. He doesn’t accept me yet, but there’s knowledge.He pays attention. He responds to my moods. My needs.
And I shouldn’t want his acceptance, but dammit, I do.
I want his love. His approval. I want closure from the rift of our past. I want healing and wholeness with him.
Fuck.
