“Why do you feel this good?” he said, face arched up to the ceiling.
The pressure within me climbed, my body tightening around him and pleasure taking me over with each grind of his hips. It felt so good I wanted to prolong my orgasm from coming. However, it would not be delayed.
He pounded against me, faster and faster, each thrust bringing me closer to the edge as my pussy buzzed with desire. “Come for me, baby girl.”
It was like his voice was a sensual touch over every inch of my skin, and soon, my body snapped, releasing into a body-shaking orgasm.
He grunted above me, shaking as his own orgasm soon followed. He released my hands and then kissed my forehead. “I don’t think I can let you go now. I hope you know that.”
I chuckled. “I’m fine with that.”
I pushed at his shoulder, but he didn’t budge, his body like brick. He gave me a quizzical look.
I pressed my lips together before speaking. We were going to be a little late to dinner because I wasn’t done yet. “I want to ride you.”
He gave me a sharp-toothed grin and slid out of me, bringing another sob out of me from the friction. He then lay on his back with his arms behind his head. I quickly got up and straddled him, guiding his still very hard member into my dripping opening. And then I ground down. His lids dropped, and his chest arched slightly.
I tossed my head back at the contact. It felt amazing. I balanced my hands on his pecs, his skin was burning and solid, slick with sweat. I circled my hips and then moved up and down, my breasts bouncing with the movement. Lance moved his hands to my chest, massaging my nipples as I ground and pounded against him. I closed my eyes, relishing the feel of his hands and him inside me. He hit my most sensitive spot with each grind, and I could already feel my climax coming again. If he told me to come, I would with ease.
I leaned forward, moving my pelvis against him, my clit brushing his knot again. I was already expanding to accept all of him. I wanted more, but I was already on the edge. Soon my body exploded with another thigh-shaking climax, and I cried out at the full-body pleasure threatening to make me unconscious.
But I would have no rest. Lance grabbed my hips, fingers digging into my sides as he jerked up against me. Harder and faster, he thrust until he yelled out a loud climax of his own.
He loosened his grip, breathing heavily beneath me. He looked so beautiful, glistening with sweat. His eyes were still wolfen but soft as he gazed up at me with astonishment, shaking his head slowly as he caught his breath. The look in his eyes twirled my stomach. Part of me wanted to hide away, having never had a man look at me so lovingly. I felt self-conscious. Then again, the look also made me feel confident. He saw every part of me, felt every part of me, and liked it all. Seemed to almost need it. I wanted to hold on tight to the absolute joy it gave me and not run from it.
We stayed linked together for a moment, not moving, our heartbeats slowing down as we continued to look upon each other.
He then reached up and touched my cheek. “I’m sorry I ran from you earlier. I’ve wanted you so badly, but I never wanted to hurt you.”
I rubbed my cheek into his palm, savoring the touch. “Why were you so afraid?”
He furrowed his brows together, his other hand stroking my thigh. “I had a brother who went loupe under a full moon. He did some awful things. He never came back from that. I already knew being around an omega in heat would make me crazy but adding in a full moon…” He shook his head. “I want to always protect you. Never fear me.”
I bit my lip, feeling so content in that moment. He was still hard inside me, and that, coupled with the absolute adoration in his eyes, made my mind buzz with need. Need for him. He wiggled into my heart despite his standoffish ways. I now understood him and appreciated how much he cared about my well-being, even if it resulted in something uncomfortable for him.
“Claim me,” I blurted out, although I was very sure about what I was saying. I was in my full thoughts, and I knew I wanted to be claimed by him.
He lifted his brows. “Are you sure? There’s no pressure here.”
I kissed him on the lips and did a circular grind against him, bringing out a slight inhale from him. “I know there isn’t.”
He lifted his top lip in a combination of a snarl and smile, then wrapped his arms around me, moving us until I was under him again. “Then you’re going to be mine. Always.”
I placed a hand on his shoulder, wrapping my legs around him. “Perfect.”
He then moved out of me until just the tip of him hit my entrance. He looked at me once more. “I’m going to be good to you, Billie.”
I smiled back at him. “You already have been.”
That seemed to affect him because the intense look in his eyes softened, and then he pushed into me. I dug my nails into his wide back as he continued to move in and out, brushing against my clit again so that I felt my orgasm surrounding me. He then thrust in further until his knot pushed into me, stretching me.
I let out a guttural cry at the fullness of him inside me. I wasn’t panicked this time, knowing what to expect. He grasped me tightly, lying flat above me with his weight on one arm. Those beautiful eyes still never leaving mine. I felt so seen, so vulnerable then, but I returned his stare as he ground his hips. His knot hit my g-spot and he moved his fingers over my clit, continuing with the rotation of his pelvis as his knot hit every part of me. “Are you close, baby girl?”
My toes curled, thighs tensed. My nipples brushed against his hard chest, sending an additional zap of pleasure through me. It was as if no part of me was untouched, sensitive to everything. I would break any moment, and I would love it. “I’m going to come,” I cried.
He moved to my shoulder and bit down just as my body was racked with another orgasm that he soon followed, his hot seed filling me, leaking down my thighs. I felt the sting of his sharp teeth, however, it didn’t bother me. The pain, coupled with the pleasure, felt indescribably good. I think my vision went dark for a second before my body slowly came down from the various sensations, emotions and images like before.
Lance ran his tongue over my shoulder. His mouth warm on my skin, the sensation soothing. This was different from the last time, when I was freaked out at first from his healing licks. This time I found it welcoming but still titillating.
