Pulling her up the bed so her head rested on the pillow, I loomed over her, nudging her knees apart and settling between her parted thighs.
Even with two orgasms and being stretched on my fingers, her pussy was going to be so fucking tight. I lined up at her slick entrance, met her eyes. Slowly sank into her.
“Fuck, Summer. So perfect.”
Fuck. Fuck. She felt so good. Hot, wet. Her walls rippled around the head. I hadn’t gotten in farther than that.
“Good girl. Take me, and I’ll give you what you need.”
Bending her knee, she brought her leg up, so it was along my side, I sank deeper.
Oh shit, I wasn’t going to make it. I was going to come from playing Just The Tip.
“Boone,” she breathed, her hands going to my arms, sliding up and down my sides, feeling me.
She was so small beneath me, I couldn’t kiss her and fuck her this way without snapping my back.
I rolled us so she was on top, and that move had her dropping all the way onto me.
“BOONE!” she cried again, her inner walls rippling and clenching down around me trying to adjust.
I set my hand on her stomach, felt the head of my dick inside her. Jackknifing up, I kissed her, bent my knees, so she sat in the crook of my body. Protected and impaled.
With my hands on her hips, I lifted and lowered, helped her fuck herself on me as we kissed. Her knees barely touched the bed at my sides.
She quickly gave over to the pleasure, her eyes slipping closed, head tipping back. Her hair wasn’t long, but it tickled my bare thighs.
This was good. Perfect. I’d never felt anything like the tight, wet fist of her pussy. My wolf was thrilled we had our mate right where we wanted her. Already satisfied and craving more. Bare and ready for my mark.
But it wasn’t enough, so I rolled us again, reached between us, and rubbed her clit, getting her off once more.
As she cried out my name, I fucked the hell out of her, the headboard slamming against the wall.
“Mine. Mine. Fuck, gorgeous,” I growled. Sweat dripped from my brow. My hand clenched in the sheets and tore the cotton.
Another deep thrust, and there was a crack, the bed breaking and tipping on one side. I didn’t stop–I couldn’t–my wolf was right at the surface, dying to claim her.
She’d given me permission to fuck her bare, to fill her with my cum.
It took all my effort not to mark her as I shoved into her pussy so fucking deep and came, filling her over and over, slamming my jaws closed to hide my extended fangs.
Summer gasped and moaned in pleasure, arching to receive me. Her tight channel pulsed and contracted around me. Her eyes were closed, blonde hair splayed in a light halo around her.
My wolf was pissed I hadn’t marked her, but the rest of me reveled in the fucking glory of coming in her. Of pleasing my mate. Of having her under me. Of breathing in her scent mixed with the smell of her arousal and my cum.
I gave a low rumble of approval. My dick was still hard. It wasn’t going down anytime soon.
Her eyes flew open and widened, then she smiled.
I blinked rapidly, realizing my wolf's eyes were probably showing.
She drew in a breath. “You’re one of them, aren’t you?”
8
SUMMER
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