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His hands wandered over my body, carefully peeling the remainder of my clothes away with his claws until my entire body was exposed to him.

“So, you want to be a wolf?” he murmured, removing his shorts.

I hummed, my eyes rolling back when his cock slid between my folds.

“You could die.” He teased my perked nipples, capturing one with his mouth, altering between sucks and soft nibbles.

My fingers moved through his hair, forcing him closer, needing so much more.

He released my nipple with a pop and found my gaze, waiting for my words.

“I won’t die,” I said.

His brows knitted and my lips curled into a smile. “I have you to protect me,” I added.

“Maybe I already am, against yourself.”

He thrust inside me, and I gasped for air. My walls stretched around his cock, and the slow pace felt oh so good.

I took every inch he gave, tilting my hips.

“So eager,” he taunted.

Every movement was with such care and love that a lump formed in the back of my throat. Tears brimmed my gaze, and I captured his lips with mine, wanting him to feel what I was feeling.

I didn’t know what was happening, how this fitted as a punishment. And I knew it wasn’t. He was giving something else, letting me feel something else.

He turned us around and sat down, not daring to part our bodies or lips.

The sting from the scratches on my back disappeared, and he held my hips, guiding every move I made.

My walls tightened around him, and he groaned in pleasure. The sound alone made my orgasm rise further. One of his hands trailed lower, playing softly with my clit.

Our lips parted, and he leaned his forehead against mine. “Come with me,” he whispered.

A moment without fear of what might happen. A climax with our bodies intertwined, moving as one—our souls as one.

A moment I had wanted with my whole heart and now that I had it, I could never let it go. I wanted this, all of this.

I wanted the care, the pleasure, the teasing and also the pain, the way his claws could break my skin and the way he healed every cut he created, leaving me with this blissful euphoric feeling.

And he could give me all of that.

A stray tear rolled down my face, our movements stilled, and I gasped for air, my skin on fire. A fire only he could bring to life. Everything inside me trembled, and my orgasm flowed through me.

As a wave, crashing, earth shattering, but still something soft.

With him.

He remained still, filled me with his cum and did not leave. With his thumb, he brushed the tear away and our gaze locked. Both not daring to blink, not wanting this to end.

We both knew what was coming for him, for us. But there was one thing I knew for sure, one thing I learned from all this. I was stupid. Stubborn.

We were perfectly broken together, and we needed to open fully. There was only one person to blame for all this, and that was me. I was pushing him away without meaning to. An act that could have cost me so much more than just his anger.

“I’m so sorry,” I whispered, blinking away the tears.

“Don’t be.” He shook his head, a small smile crept on his lips. “I love your fire, your stubbornness. That was what lured me in, what made me fall in love with you. Your strength, Joanne. Fuck, you have no idea how strong you are. And I am sorry that I forgot that.”

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