Page 29 of Stranded With An Insatiable Shifter

I tilt my head to the side, exposing the spot. “Is this what your bear wants?”

He snarls and that big strong hand wraps around my arm tight. I whimper as he yanks me forward. His other hand grabs my leg and wrenches it up.

“Yes,” I moan as he pushes his big thick cock into my aching pussy.

My jaw clenches. Whimpers keep bubbling up my throat as I feel him stretching me out. He’s so. Fucking. Big.

I scream out as he thrusts all the way inside, his massive dick filling me completely.

It’s all I can focus on. I can’t fucking breathe.

His impossibly strong hands hold me in place as he starts to thrust in and out, hard and relentless. Deep snarls and growls rumble out of his throat as he fucks me so hard we make waves in the calm pool.

I’m screaming out and clinging onto him as his massive dick thrusts in and out at a merciless pace. I cum almost immediately, it feels so good.

I don’t think my orgasm ever stops. My hot pussy pulsates around him as he pulls me closer.

His hot breath on my neck awakens something primal inside me. I tilt my head to the side, exposing my neck for him.

It’s time to become his. It’s time to have his mark on me for good.

He lunges forward with a snarl and I scream out as his sharp teeth sink into my neck.

His powerful jaw holds me in place, his fangs unyielding as he puts his mark on my flesh. The tingling stops and is replaced with something else.

It’s indescribable, but it feels like satisfaction, bliss, and perfect contentment all rolled into one. I’m his now. I belong to this perfect man.

He thrusts up with a grunt and shudders. I moan when I feel his cock cumming deep inside my pussy.

Another orgasm hits me—or, did it ever stop?—when I feel the surge of hot cum filling my insides.

The feeling is incredible. It’s pure unadulterated bliss.

I’m trembling all over when his teeth finally slide out of my neck. My whole body goes limp in his big protective arms and I sink my face into his chest with a moan.

I can feel his body returning back to normal as I try to remember how to breathe. His massive cock slides out as he holds me. His hulking arms are the only thing keeping me from falling into the river.

“I’m sorry,” he says, his voice back to normal. “I lost control. My damn bear?—”

“No,” I whisper, interrupting him. “Don’t apologize. I loved every second of it.”

I touch the spot on my neck and it no longer feels demanding or like something is missing. It feels right. It feels complete.

Michael looks at it with his soft brown eyes and then kisses my lips. “We’re one,” he whispers.

I look up at him with a grin. “It’s about damn time.”

nine

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Jemma

“You’re back!” Earl says with a big smile on his face as I walk into his shop. “Where’s your bus?”

“Stuck on the mountain,” I say with a laugh.

“How’d you get down?”

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