Dax grabbed my thighs and hiked them up to reach a deeper angle, if that was even possible. His cock scraped my depths and it thrilled and excited me. I gazed into his eyes. It warmed me to see not just blazing lust, but also adoration. No one looked at me the way Dax did. My heart fluttered.
“Morgan,” he growled.
“Hm?”
He’d stopped thrusting and was staring at me while he caught his breath. I stared back. The air hummed around us.
“I want to make you mine forever,” he said quietly.
My throat tightened. I spoke without even thinking about my answer. “I want that, too.”
His lips curled into an affectionate smirk. He leaned in to kiss me again. At the moment our lips met, he gently pulled his hips back, then slammed into me. The thick bulge of his knot deep inside me was too much to take. I ripped apart from the kiss with a loud, obscene moan. My ass clenched tightly around him.
“Fuck,” Dax mumbled.
“Get me pregnant,” I said desperately.
“I will, Morgan,” he promised.
I shuddered.
I was nearing my orgasm and I knew it. My hand flew to my cock and I jerked myself off as Dax wildly fucked me. It didn’t take long for both of us to come. My body stiffened, all my muscles tensing as a massive rush of pleasure flooded me. I was vaguely aware of crying out but I barely heard it. I did hear Dax’s sexy moan, though, and I was glad I did.
Time was a haze for the next few moments. All I knew was Dax’s warmth on top of me and the ebbing flow of pleasure like a receding tide. The evening breeze tickled my skin, cool compared to the heat radiating off both of us.
“Gonna be stuck with me for a while,” Dax said with a small grin.
I hummed, still feeling the weight of his knot inside me. “Itdoesgo away eventually, right? I haven’t exactly had a wolf shifter’s knot in me before…”
“Good.” He licked his lips. “I like knowing I’m your first.”
“And last,” I reassured him. After tonight, I meant what I said.
His eyes widened slightly. He smiled, his expression full of love, and kissed me again.
