Page 25 of Wolf Sacrificed

She reached for my butt and kneaded the flesh, pulling me impossibly deeper. She was so wet and so tight, and I fit inside her like we were made for each other.

Because we were. Sloane was the only woman I’d ever been with and the only woman I ever would be with for the rest of my life.

I knew I wasn’t always the best with words, but I hoped I showed her how much she truly meant to me.

I massaged her breast with my hand, rolling the nipple between my thumb and forefinger. She wrapped her other leg around my waist and changed directions with the way she rolled her hips. A wanton sound left her lips.

I kissed the side of her mouth, working my way to her ear. I nibbled on the lobe before whispering, “Are you going to come for me, sweetheart?”

I thrust harder, my hands skimming down her leg and lifting it a little so I could stroke her at a new angle.

Sloane tilted her head back. “Please don’t stop. Just like that, Sawyer.”

I hitched her leg up higher and smacked her on the bottom. She cried out.

I chuckled, spanking her again. “That’s it, baby. Come for me.”

She didn’t need further coaxing. Her mouth opened in a silent scream, and her inner wall milked my cock as her orgasm raced through her. I pumped inside her a few more times before my release took over, and I joined her in ecstasy.

I kissed my way back to her lips and placed soft kisses against them.

Then I moved the hair out of her face and gazed down at her. “I love you, Sloane. I hope you know that.”

She bobbed her head up and down, her chest heaving as she breathlessly attempted to speak but failed.

I wished I could stay with her all day, but in the back of my mind, there was a slight knocking sound, and it came from where I was physically.

I gritted my teeth and closed my eyes, leaning my forehead against hers. One of these days, we were going to lounge in bed the entire day with no interruption. Just me, Sloane, and Lincoln.

I gave her a few more kisses before I cleared my throat. “I have to go. I have a feeling that my dad is at my bedroom door.”

Her face fell, but she nodded. “It’s fine. Go. Be safe and come back when you can. I love you too.”

I grabbed my clothes from the floor and then severed the connection.

I’d been right. My dad was pounding on the door while yelling for me. I’d been about to get in the shower when I connected with them, so I had a reason for not answering him right away. I put my hand under the spray of running water and then threw it on my hair so it looked wet, like I’d just finished in the shower. I splashed a few drops onto my face and arms too before shutting the water off. Then I threw my clothes back on and hurried to the door.

My dad punched on the door so hard it rattled, and he nearly fell into the room when I opened it.

He glared at me. “Are you going deaf, boy?”

I ran my hands through my hair and picked up the bottom of my shirt to use it to wipe at my face. “I was in the shower, Dad. I had soap in my hair and all over my body already. I didn’t want to just get out.”

He appraised me for a moment before rolling his eyes. “Whatever. I need you to come with me.”

I left my door open as I crossed to my dresser, grabbed socks, and picked up my shoes. “What’s going on?”

I sat on the bed as I put them on.

He gave me a grin that made my heart sink to my stomach. “There’s someone I want you to meet. I found you a new mate.”

Nine

Sawyer

“Mate?” I couldn’t hide the surprise in my voice, and it might’ve cracked just a little too.

I wanted to slam the door in his face and pretend I’d never heard those words. A bitter taste filled my mouth as I rubbed at my jaw. This couldn’t be happening.

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