Just when I think I can’t take any more, she suddenly drops down, taking me inside her to the hilt. We both cry out as she sheaths me completely. She’s so tight, so hot, so perfect around me.
“That’s it,” I encourage, one hand leaving her hip to rub circles on her clit. My other hand finds her breast, pinching and rolling her nipple between my fingers. “Ride me, Nova. Show me how good it feels.”
She starts to move, finding a rhythm that has both of us moaning. I can’t take my eyes off her—she’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Her athletic body moves with fluid grace above me, muscles flexing with each rise and fall. Her breasts bounce slightly with each movement, perfect handfuls topped with dusky nipples hardened to tight peaks. Her hips flare subtly, giving me something to hold onto as she rides me. The perfect triangle of hair between her legs is damp with herarousal, and I can see where we’re joined, my cock disappearing into her pussy with each downward thrust.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I tell her, meaning every word. The next words slip out before I can stop them. “I can’t imagine my life without you in it.”
The confession hangs between us. I’ve never said anything like that to anyone. Never let anyone close enough to earn those words. My throat tightens, waiting for her reaction, half-expecting her to laugh or pull away.
Her rhythm falters, her eyes widening. Something shifts in her expression—not surprise exactly, but recognition. Like she’s seeing me clearly for the first time. Then she leans down and captures my mouth in a kiss that steals my breath. Her lips move against mine with a tenderness that makes my chest ache.
When she straightens, her eyes are glowing with magic, her hair shifting more dramatically now, responding to the power building inside her. I’ve never seen anything more erotic in my life than Nova lost in pleasure above me.
She starts moving again, hips rolling in a rhythm that has my hands gripping her thighs. I reach between us, finding her clit, and her breath catches.
“That’s it,” I encourage, working her faster as her movements become more frantic. “Come for me, Nova. Let me see you fall apart.”
Her thighs start to tremble, her inner walls pulsing around my cock. She’s close. So close.
“Dane,” she gasps, her head falling back, exposing the long line of her throat. “I’m—“
“I know,” I thrust up hard, meeting her downward motion. “Come on my cock. Let me feel it.”
She shatters with a cry, her pussy clenching around me in rhythmic waves as she comes. Her back arches, her body going taut as pleasure courses through her. The sight of her—flushed,trembling, completely undone—is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
She’s still trembling through her orgasm when I grab her hips and flip her over in one smooth motion. I pull her to the edge of the bed, her legs dangling, and stand between her spread thighs. Her pussy glistens, pink and swollen from her climax, and my cock throbs at the sight.
“Fuck, Nova,” I growl, positioning myself at her entrance. “Need to be inside you again.”
I don’t wait for permission—I know the look in her eyes. I push forward, burying myself to the hilt in one hard thrust. We both cry out as I fill her completely.
“Yes, Dane,” she moans, her back arching off the bed. “Don’t hold back.”
The last thread of my control unravels. The restraint I’ve maintained—not just tonight, but for months, years—shatters like glass. My hips pull back before slamming forward again, setting a brutal pace that has the bed frame creaking beneath us. I grab her knees, pushing them up and apart with my hands, spreading her wider so I can watch my cock disappear inside her with each thrust.
“Look at you,” I say, my voice raw. “Taking all of me. So fucking perfect.”
Her tits bounce with each impact, swaying with our rhythm. I can’t resist leaning forward to capture one nipple in my mouth, sucking hard while maintaining the relentless pace of my hips.
“Play with your clit,” I order, straightening up. “Want to watch you come while I fuck you.”
She obeys, her fingers finding her swollen bud. The sight of her touching herself while I pound into her nearly undoes me. I fight against my impending orgasm, determined to feel her come around me again.
“You feel so good,” she pants, her eyes locked on where we’re joined. “Love the way you fill me up.”
My wolf surges forward at her words, clawing at my control. Her eyes flash violet, hints of her own wolf rising to meet mine. The sight sends a shudder through me—this isn’t just sex. This is claiming. Mating.
“Harder,” she demands, her voice breaking as her pleasure builds. “God, yes, Dane, fuck me with all you’ve got!”
I grab her hips with both hands and lift her slightly off the bed, changing the angle so I can drive deeper. Her eyes widen, her mouth falling open in a silent scream as I hit that spot inside her that makes her walls flutter around me.
“You want it harder?” I growl, my fingers digging into her flesh hard enough to leave marks. “Take it, then. Take all of me.”
I’m pounding into her now, my hips snapping forward with enough force to slide her up the bed. I have to pull her back to the edge repeatedly, my strength allowing me to maneuver her body however I want. The power of it, the trust in her eyes as I handle her roughly—it’s intoxicating.
“Your pussy feels so fucking good,” I tell her, watching her eyes darken at my words. “Made for me. Made to take my cock.”
“Yes,” she agrees, her fingers moving faster on her clit. “Made for you. Only you.”
