Page 40 of Oath of Revenge

She met his golden gaze, her heart stuttering at the words. Trust him, a Growler, a monster.

Except he’d done nothing to violate that trust. He’d been nothing but patient with her tonight. Could she trust him?

She tried to relax and sank down a little more, hissing on a breath and shaking her head as her nails dug into his shoulders.

He kneaded her ass and grazed her puckered hole with a finger. It made her core flutter and clench, which triggered a growl from him and made his eyes flutter. The wildness flared to the surface, and she hesitated.

This was the look of a Growler, the one she’d always dreamed of in her nightmares. Wild and almost beyond logical thinking, that look made her clench again as panic shot through her core once more. He leaned back on his elbows as his jaw shifted to wolf. He howled, and the windows shook.

The sound sent a shiver up her spine, and she clenched again, sinking deeper onto him. He blinked and panted, and she saw him return to his right mind.

She took a deep breath, calming a bit to know that she could drive him to the edge of his control. It wasn’t just her. He felt it too.

“Fuck, tell me you’re alright, bunny. Tell me what you need, if you’re ready,” he sat up and licked her hard nipple, rocking his hips slightly.

She gasped, needing more. But even in the heat of the moment, even as she settled her other knee on the bed to fully straddle him, she marveled that this beast, this monster was waiting for her.

He was letting her lead. He could easily flip her over and take control. The thought made her core clench, and he groaned, biting down on her nipple.

She gasped and jerked, the movement pushing her down all the way. Finally, she was fully seated on him. She gripped his hair, arched her back, and rocked onto him.

The fire swept through her, burning her soul with the rightness of it. He was like coming home, exciting and calming, safe yet dangerous.

She melted into his arms and rested her elbows on his shoulders. He easily lifted her by the hips, then he thrust and eased her hips down on his dick. It was so slow, and she felt every inch stretch her impossibly wide.

She moaned as he speared her, still adjusting. It was beyond anything she’d ever known before. She’d been with men, but this was no man. He was a beast, and she knew there was no turning back now.

He was impossibly huge, and it hurt so good. His cock seemed to pulse within her as he filled her completely. The tendons on his neck stood in sharp relief as she jerked back, holding back the scream as he moved again, lifted her and brought her back down for the second time. She felt his knot push against her opening, and he paused.

His eyes glowed in the darkness, but she wasn’t scared. Not when he watched her with such reverence and awe.

“Are you ready, bunny?” His voice was deep, and his eyes flashed wild once more. “Third time’s the charm because I don’t think I can keep up this slow pace. I’m—I’m going to break.”

She gripped his hair and drew his wolf’s face to her breasts. “Gods, yes, fuck me, wolfie. Fuck me hard.”

Before she could blink, he set up a bruising rhythm like a runaway horse. She held onto his neck as his fingers dug into her ass with each hard stroke. Stretched to near breaking, she lost all ability to think.

The blunt promise of a soul-bending orgasm was within reach. Dear gods, don’t let it float away like earlier.

His relentless thrusts rammed into her, and she held on for all she was worth. The animal fierceness welled within her, clawing at her body from the inside out.

Her fingers dug into his back. The tension pooled between them, growing higher and higher.

Every pump inside sent pleasure through her body, and he pistoned harder, his shaft slicking in and out. Her pussy swallowed, and she was stuck between torment at the stretching and ecstasy at the fullness.

Her body ached like a run up the highest cliff, demanding more, begging to be filled completely. The furious flood of need drove her higher and higher. Tortured moans slipped past her lips as she matched his rhythm and rode him.

The need to explode built, and then his teeth grazed her nipple again. He sucked hard, biting and sending stars behind her eyes. The pain of the bite and the stretch of the knot on her opening made her mind burst with colors.

She exploded with a screaming orgasm. Clenching, thrashing, fire flowing from her core through her veins like lightning, her body shook with soul-wrenching satisfaction.

“Fuck.” He bucked and moaned, his face buried in her chest as he thrust upward once more. It was like he wanted to drive his knot deep into her, but she was too tight and spasming too much. He was too erratic and desperate for release as her orgasm went on.

He swelled within her, and his teeth scraped her breast again. She gripped his head, and he jerked back with a howl. Canines sharp, nose and jaw elongated, eyes wild as the hot, pulsing seed unleashed inside her, virile and volcanic love.

Even as she spasmed around him, her back arched. Staring at this gorgeous creature who accepted her as she was, she basked in the triumph of seeing him undone. She’d done that. She’d sent him over the edge.

His body tensed in pulsing waves that mirrored her own. They came hard, each fueling the other’s climax. The pulsing storm settled slowly into gentle waves, and his hands flexed on her hips, the claws gone.

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