Page 65 of Wolf

She whimpers as I thrust into her relentlessly. I'm overwhelmed by a possessiveness so intense it borders on violence. I want to brand her, mark her as mine, and leave my stamp on her so everyone knows she's taken.

Her breath comes in short, sharp gasps now while I have her on the edge of a cliff. I lean down, my teeth grazing her shoulder as I whisper, “Come for me, little rabbit. Let me feel you fall apart while my cock is deep in your ass.”

Her muscles spasm around my dick as tremors wrack her body the moment her orgasm slams into her. But I don't stop, driven by a need to possess her completely. I keep thrusting, feeling her clench and release around me, her cries filling the room.

I flip her onto her hands and knees, loving how she looks in this position with her already stretched ass gaping.

"Get ready, baby,” I growl, lining up my cock with her puckered hole. "I'm going to fill that greedy ass with my cock again."

Her body tenses as she anticipates the intrusion. Slowly, I push inside, watching as her tight hole stretches to accommodate my thickness.

“Good girl, that’s it,” I encourage, my hands gripping her hips. "Take my cock in that sweet ass."

Her breath hitches as I slide deeper, her walls clenching around me, tightening like a vise. The feeling is even more incredible in this position, and I grit my teeth, fighting the urge to thrust wildly. I want to savor this, enjoy the way her body yields to mine, inch by inch.

"Fuck, your ass is so tight," I groan, pulling back slightly before thrusting forward again. "It's made for my cock."

I start to move, setting a steady, relentless rhythm, my hands digging into the soft flesh of her hips as I hold her in place. Her moans fill the room, music to my ears, spurring me on.

“Tell me you like it,” I demand. “Tell me how much you love my cock in your ass."

“I like it. Fuck, don’t stop," she whimpers, her body rocking back to meet my thrusts. "It feels so good."

"Good?" I chuckle darkly. "It's fucking amazing. Your ass is so fucking greedy."

I pull back, then slam forward, feeling her tighten around me, milking me. I slap her ass cheeks. "Take my cock like a good girl."

Her ass jiggles with each smack, the skin flushing a delicious pink. I lean over her back, my mouth close to her ear, and whisper, “Give it to me again, baby. Milk my cock so I can breed your tight little ass.”

My words send her over the edge, and she cries out, her body shaking as her orgasm tears through her. At the same time, I feel my own release building, the pressure tight in my balls as I pound into her relentlessly.

"That's it, baby, come for me," I grit out, my hands gripping her hips tightly. Her ass clenches and spasms around my cock, and I can't hold back anymore. With a few more thrusts, I bury myself deep inside her and unleash my seed, filling her ass with my cum.

We're both breathless, spent, and I gently pull out, watching as my cum leaks from her ass, mixing with her juices. I smirk, a predatory grin, as I survey the mess we've made.

"That was fucking incredible," I praise, running my hand gently over her flushed skin. "Your ass is made for my cock."

She turns her head to gaze at me over her shoulder, her eyes meeting mine, and I see a mixture of pleasure and something else, but I don't give her a chance to say anything. Instead, I force her onto her back and claim her mouth in a deep, possessive kiss that leaves no doubt about my ownership.

"You're mine," I murmur against her lips. "Always remember that."

She whimpers softly, her body still trembling, and I know she feels it too—this undeniable connection that binds us together. It's more than just sex, more than the animalistic need to claim and possess. It's a deeper, darker bond that ties our fates together.

Pulling her against me, I hold her close, my arms wrapping possessively around her. For now, I want to savor this moment, this closeness, before the world comes crashing in. But in my mind, I know this is just the beginning. The hunt, the chase, the thrill of the game—it's all addictive, and I'll always want more.

But for now, I rest, my little rabbit safe in my arms.

33

KALI

Iwake up sore and aching, remembering how crazy Matias was last night. Not that I can complain, as I was the one who asked him to fuck my ass.

It’s something I’ve wanted to try for a long time. Still, I’ve never felt intimately connected to someone enough to ask for it until Matias.

Matias appears with a tray of food, a gentle expression on his face. “Good morning,” he murmurs. “I thought you might be feeling a bit tender today.”

I blink at him, unsure of how to respond. The Matias before me is a far cry from the unjust, savage man I've come to know. He sits down on the edge of the bed, his fingers brushing against my arm tenderly.

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