Page 83 of Wolf

He takes a step closer, and I detect the determination in his eyes. “Now, we’re going to fuck with his blood still on me. It’s our second fuck you to that bastard for what he did to you.”

“Yes,” I breathe, staring into his eyes.

His gaze darkens further, and he closes the distance between us. The heat of his body radiates toward me, and I feel surrounded by him. His hands reach for me, and I shiver as he pulls me close. I can feel the dried blood on his skin, and it only makes my desire burn hotter.

His lips crush against mine, his kiss demanding and fierce. I respond with equal enthusiasm, pulling him closer. I can taste the violence on his lips, the metallic tang of blood.

As I fall back onto the bed, he climbs over me, his eyes burning fiercely. “You’re mine,” he growls. “Only mine.” With a growl, he claims my mouth again, his hands moving urgently over my body. My underwear is torn off my body.

Matias’s mouth claims mine, his kisses rough and untamed. His hands are everywhere, gripping my hips, tracing the curves of my body, pulling me closer. His touch is electric, sending sparks of desire through my veins.

He pulls away to gaze into my eyes. “You’re so fucking beautiful, rabbit,” he growls. “Mine to take and do whatever I want with.”

I swallow, my body thrumming with anticipation. “Yes,” I breathe. “Yours.”

He smiles then, a predatory smile that makes me moan. “That’s right, rabbit. You’re mine to play with.”

His hand moves between my legs, and I moan into his mouth as he teases my clit, his fingers moving in slow, tantalizing circles. My hips buck against his hand, begging for more.

“Do you like that?” he murmurs.

“Yes,” I manage to gasp out. “More, please,”

He chuckles, the sound sending a thrill through me. “As you wish.”

His finger dips into my pussy, making me moan. I whimper, needing more.

“Please,” I beg, my body burning with need.

“Shhh,” he soothes.

“I want you inside me,” I whisper, arching toward him.

Matias growls in response and moves over me. The sound of his zip coming down is quickly followed by the head of his thick cock teasing my entrance.

“Tell me, baby,” he says. “Use your words to tell me what you want.”

“I want you to fuck me,” I breathe, meeting his gaze. “Hard.”

“As you wish.” In one violent push, he fills me so completely. He feels so good, stretching me, claiming me.

He pulls out almost completely and then thrusts back in, setting a relentless pace that has me seeing stars. The bed rocks with the force of our mating, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh filling the room.

“You like that, baby?” he growls, his fingers digging into my hips tightly.

“Yes,” I moan, my body moving with his. “Harder, Matias.”

He obliges, pounding into me with enough force to shake the bed. A coil of pleasure tightens with each thrust.

“You’re so tight,” he grunts, his eyes shut in concentration. “So fucking perfect.”

I toss my head back, my breathing ragged as the pleasure builds. “More, Matias,” I beg. “Don’t stop.”

He curses, his hands digging into my hips as he continues to thrust into me. “How are you this fucking perfect?” He grunts.

I arch my back, moaning as I feel my orgasm building. “I’m so close,” I breathe.

Matias pulls out of me, and I whimper in protest. “What are?—”

---