Page 52 of Cursed Wolf

She’s my obsession.

Made for me.

Her body.

Her cries.

Her heat curling around my balls.

I find my rhythm and work my way faster. I don’t go as deep as I’d like, not wanting to hurt her, but it’s enough to tease us both.

Sometimes, I wonder if I deserve someone as spectacular as her. I struggled to belong anywhere my father sold me to for peace. Fuck. I’ve been struggling with my identity ever since. But with Narah, there’s a… belonging.

She stares at me with sexy eyes and hungrily calls my name. Her body reacts to every touch, every word. I growl as I thrust inside her, and she arches her back.

“You’re doing so well, taking my cock,” I growl, loving how sopping wet she’s become.

Absolutely entrancing.

I tug at the neckline of her dress, needing desperately to see all of her. A breast pops out, topped with the prettiest dusty pink nipple. It’s hard as she writhes against me. Freeing the other one, I grab the nipple between my fingers, working it. Her moans wash over me as she cries out in mindless lust.

“I love you so much.” I breathe heavily with each plunge. “You are my world, Narah.”

“I love you, Nikos,” she moans.

The sounds she makes are a song to my ears. She starts vibrating against me, then shudders. Her pussy clenches around me, and her excited screams set off my own chain of events, but I’m not ready yet. I have so much more in me before I’ll knot and make her mine. I don’t want to rush this.

Grunting, I hold on to her hips as she squeezes me hard.

“You will always be mine. Always.”

As her body shakes, I love watching her come completely undone under me. She gradually calms as I slowly move in and out of her. When she makes a soft whining sound, I pause, a slight panic coming over me. I pull out more, ensuring I haven’t in any way hurt her.

“Is everything alright?”

“Something just feels like it popped inside me.” As she speaks, a flush of liquid gushes from her pussy. Her eyes are huge with panic. “Something’s happening.”

I leap to my feet, knowing what’s going on.

“Your water broke. You’re going to have a baby.” My mind races, my heart thumping, and I don’t know where to start, but seeing the fear on Narah’s face smacks into me like a bulldozer. She’s terrified. I have to get my fucking shit together. I’d love to pace and freak out that I’m about to have a baby, but I remind myself my sweet girl is the one doing all the work.

Rushing to her side, I push down her dress to her knees, then lift her into my arms and cradle her against my chest.

“I have you.”

“I’m not ready yet, Nikos. This can’t be happening yet.”

Fear flares across her face, and while I may feel my chest squeezing, I need to be strong for her.

“I’ll be with you the whole time. I promise. We’re going through this together.” My pulse thunders in my veins as I rush back to the castle, my head in a million places about the best place to take her. When I glance down at her, she’s smiling, and there are stars glinting in her eyes.

“We’re going to have a baby,” she murmurs in disbelief.

“I’m so excited.” And slightly terrified that everything won’t go well. As I reach the main entry into the castle, Meira strolls outside, holding a wicker basket as though she’s about to head into the meadow and pick flowers. The moment her gaze clashes with mine, she drops the basket and runs to us, her face blanching.

“What happened?” she demands.

“My water broke,” Narah responds with a wonky smile, as though she’s burdening Meira.

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