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“Already so fucking wet for me,” he rasps as he plunges a thick finger into my pussy. I gasp at the intrusion, then let out a low moan as he slowly withdraws it, trailing my wetness up to my clit. I wrap my arms around his waist, clawing at his skin as he starts rubbing my clit, kissing along my jawline and nipping the tender flesh of my neck.

I can’t believe I’m already so fucking close to the edge. The way Jaxon touches my body is otherworldly- as is the way my body responds to it, like it knows who its master is. I reach down between us to grab his dick, stroking it as he plays with my clit. It’s so hard, throbbing in my hand as I work his shaft, teasing him like he’s teasing me. Right as I’m about to sail into my climax, I position the head of his cock at my opening- and in a single brutal thrust, he’s inside of me and I’m screaming as my orgasm crashes down, my pussy clamping around his dick as my body shakes and trembles with pleasure.

I hold onto Jax for dear life as I ride out my orgasm, my toes curling and body tingling. He waits for me to catch my breath, then slowly starts rocking in and out of me, grabbing my ass and positioning me so he can plunge deeper with each thrust.

“Did that feel good, baby?” he teases, licking and sucking along my collarbone as he picks up his pace.

“Fuck… yes…” I pant, digging my fingernails into his back as he pistons his big dick in and out of me, my eyes rolling back in my head. “Do it again,” I challenge, and it’s a good thing I’m holding on tight because he suddenly rocks back onto his knees, grabbing my hips to take me vertical with him.

I’m a fan of being on top, but Jax doesn’t relinquish much control, if any. Instead, he uses his grip on my hips to move me over his dick, lifting me up and slamming me back down. And I’m not gonna lie, it feels fuckingincredible, like he’s even deeper than before. The friction against my clit is pretty damn fantastic, too, and my moans become louder, more needy as Jax moves me over him, against him.

It’shard. Fast. Rough. Possessive.The culmination of weeks of simmering sexual tension, of denying ourselves what we both so desperately wanted.Needed. Weeks of towing the line, of flirting with disaster. And you know what? It feelsso fucking goodto finally give in.

I sink my teeth into the top of Jax’s shoulder to muffle a scream, and that sends him into a frenzy, his fingers bruising my hips as he pounds me relentlessly. We’re both panting, sweating, as he drives into me over and over, both of us climbing closer to climax.

“Jaxon,” I gasp, teetering right on the edge.

“Quinn,” he growls back, his lust-filled eyes meeting my own.

Then he crushes his lips against mine and I’m a fucking goner. Stars explode behind my eyelids as I crash into another orgasm, this one even more intense than the last. I feel Jax’s body tense beneath mine, his arms wrapping around my waist, clutching me tight and stealing my breath as he finds his own release.

We’re both coming hard, but he doesn’t stop kissing me- not until we’re both spent, our bodies relaxing against one another. When Jax finally breaks the kiss, he pulls back to look at me, brushing my hair out of my face. I’m sticky with sweat, panting and sated. Those pale eyes meet mine in a gaze so intense that it makes me weak.

“What are you doing to me?” he murmurs, tracing his thumb along my bottom lip. I dart my tongue out to lick it, then suck his thumb into my mouth, down to the knuckle and back up again. Jax groans, pressing his eyes closed as I feel his dick twitch inside of me.

I pop off of his thumb, licking my lips and smirking devilishly. “What do you mean?”

Jax growls, sliding a hand between us and roughly kneading my breast. “We shouldn’t be doing this, but I can’t fucking help myself. Every shred of control I have goes out the window when it comes to you.”

I lean forward, pressing my forehead against his. “Control’s overrated,” I murmur against his lips. Then he’s kissing me again, leaning forward and gently laying me back on the ground as he moves inside of me. He’s already hard, ready for round two, and damnit I’m not even sure if two times will be enough to satisfy my appetite for this man. He rises back up on his knees, pinning me with his stare as he rubs his palms along the backs of my thighs. Then he holds my legs up on either side of him and starts thrusting into me again.

My back arches, my toes curl. We keep fucking until we’re both completely spent, the moon high in the sky. Then we just lay there for a while, side by side, my head resting on Jax’s outstretched arm. Staring up at the stars that I’ve gazed at so many times before, but tonight, from here, they look different somehow. Brighter.

“We should probably get back,” I finally whisper, and Jax grunts in agreement. He gets to his feet first, then holds out an arm to pull me up. I’m sore in all the right places, still buzzing from our marathon fuck-fest. Already eager for our next secret meet-up.

“You go ahead,” I say, ticking my head in the direction of the complex. “I’ll be right behind you.”

“No way,” Jax says gruffly with a shake of his head. “I’ve gotta make sure you get back safely. Let’s run together, and when we get there, I’ll hang back for a while.”

I roll my eyes with a sigh, folding my arms over my chest. “Back to the protective male bullshit? I’m a big girl, Jax.”

“Never said you weren’t.” He steps closer, cupping my face in both hands. “You’re the fiercest female I’ve ever met.”

I swallow hard as I stare back at him, his words making my heart flutter.

“It’s for my own peace of mind, so humor me?”

I nod, his hands falling from my face.

“Thank you,” he grumbles.

I can’t take my eyes off of him. I feel this weird tugging in my chest, this warmth that seeps in out of nowhere. Jaxon isn’t only a great fuck, he’s a genuinely good guy. If I’m not careful, I could find myself falling for him.

I push past Jax, darting a mischievous glance over my shoulder. “Race ya?”

His mouth spreads into a grin, but before he can answer, I’m calling my wolf forward, skin tingling with my shift. Then I’m off in a flash, darting through the forest again, feeling wild and free and uninhibited. And strangely…content, protected,in the knowledge that Jax’s wolf is close behind.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

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