Page 49 of Cursed Wolf

Family has always been something I’ve wanted… down the track, and not until I’ve set down roots in my own territory. However, if I’ve learned anything since leaving Denmark, it’s that nothing ever goes to plan. The universe has her own agenda, and right now, she’s bringing my family's plans forward.

I’m fucking ecstatic and can’t stop thinking about holding our little bundle. I don’t care which of us four is responsible. With Narah as the mother, the baby might as well be my flesh and blood. We are family, regardless. I fucking adore every inch of her and can’t wait to meet our baby.

My priorities have shifted, but the long-term goal is still in sight.

I peer into the woods, frustration and adrenaline surging through me at the same time. Somehow, I have to make everything work.

Narah

The soft indent of the mattress behind me wakes me, and with a single inhale, Ragnar’s masculine and wolf scent washes over me. I smile to myself that he’s finally arrived safely.

He slides into the bed and comes up behind me, his large hand working up my thigh and gripping my hip. The thick ridge of his cock presses up between my asscheeks. That single touch is all it takes for my body to shudder and ignite the heat that’s been lingering just beneath the surface. An inferno licks between the apex of my thighs so fast, it leaves me dizzy.

“I missed you,” I whisper into the night, attempting to twist around, which is impossible since he’s plastered to me. His body is burning up, and he’s already rocking his hips against me, ready to go.

“I’ve thought of nothing but you.”

The warmth of his kiss on my shoulder sends a buzz over my body, and it doesn’t take long for me to feel the slick of my arousal drenching me. My nipples harden at his touch.

“But right now, little fox, I need to fuck you,” he whispers the words against my neck. “It’s been a shit of a day, and all I’ve thought about was taking you into my arms and sinking my cock into you.” His arm slides under my pillow and neck, embracing me. He squeezes one of my breasts as his face presses into my hair, breathing deeply. “You smell like sex, and I’m starved. You’re perfect, made to fit against me.”

I groan as he guides his cock between my thighs, and I shift my legs apart to let him in.

“Babe, I need to hear your words that you want this,” he growls. “Talk to me. Are you alright?”

“Yes,” I moan. “I’m sleepy but suddenly extremely horny as I feel my heat growing.”

He unleashes a groan and guides the tip of his cock to my entrance.

“Heat, you say.” There’s no ceremony or teasing me before he pushes his huge cock into my pussy. “I’ll fuel your fire,” he purrs in my ear, the blaze from his body scorching with mine. He rips the blanket off us, and I tremble against the ferocity of his hunger. “You’re so fucking beautiful. Your pussy is soaking wet and so tight for me. Every inch of you is made for me, my gorgeous girl. Now, be a good girl and let me fuck you.”

His praise makes me whine for more. My body rocks with his movements as he pushes deeper into me, forcing himself inside. I feel every inch of him as she presses farther in. He pinches my nipple as his teeth graze the skin on my neck with the promise of pain I crave.

I’m floating on the sensation of my Alpha’s cock stretching me.

“I need this so much,” he growls.

I fist the bed sheet as he fucks me hard. Lying on my side is comfortable since there’s no pressure on my huge belly, making it easier for him to pump in and out.

“Your pussy’s squeezing my cock so tightly. Fuck me, I love you. The way you get so wet for me, how hard your nipples get, how delicious you smell. And your breasts are so big. I fucking love them and want them all over me.”

The sensation of his sliding in and out of me drives me crazy with desire. I close my eyes, giving myself to him, letting him fuck me just as he needs me. This moment is more about him. I crave to give him everything. I feel him all over me, his thick cock wedged deep inside me.

He pinches my nipples, tugging on them, giving me the ache I need. I shiver at being taken by him without pause.

“Ragnar,” I groan. “I’m so close.”

He snarls as he assumes he needs to pump into me faster. Our breaths race as the bed rocks beneath us.

“Come for me, baby.”

Desperation for more leaves me aching, and I cry out, shuddering in his embrace. He thrusts his hips as he fucks me, over and over, holding me tightly against him.

My exhales came out in gasps. “I’m so close. Ragnar…” The orgasm barrels into me, stealing my words, and I keen as I shudder hard.

“Scream it all out,” he grunts in my ear.

My toes curl, and stars dance at the back of my eyes. I bellow my pleasure as euphoria sweeps me away without mercy. I shake and howl, loving the sensation of floating, as though I no longer feel my body or my mind, only the delicious climax that rushes over me, the orgasm building as if it’s never going to end. Caught up in the sparks swallowing me, I embrace how good it feels.

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