Page 13 of Gabe's Lone Wolf

She pressed back into me, forcing more of my cock inside, and I was lost. With a powerful surge, I buried my length until my balls tapped against her skin. Christ! She was wet, warm, and so fucking tight I couldn’t breathe for fear of exploding too soon. I wound one hand around her body, my forearm lying between her full breasts while my palm braced along the front of her throat. My fingers wrapped around the slim column and held her while I fucked.

“Gabe!”

“I’ve got you,” I promised and rode her hard and deep.

She moved one hand from the headboard, holding it over mine where I cupped her throat. She gave my fingers a squeeze. It took me a second to realize what she was trying to tell me. Then I tightened my hold, fearing I’d leave bruises but wanting to give her what she desired. I felt the flutter of her sheathe around my cock and knew she was close again. Her pulse went crazy under my fingers.

I jerked her away from the headboard and turned us on the bed, forcing her upper body flat against the mattress before pulling her hips up high and shoving my cock deep again. I pounded into her, loving the way she cried out beneath me, clawing at the comforter as she rode the pleasure I gave her.

“You like that cock? Like the way that cock is fucking your tight pussy?”

“Yes! God, yes!”

“You want to come on my cock?”

She cried out as I slammed deep, but I needed more than that. I wanted the words.

“Tell me, Eliza. Tell me how badly you want to drench my cock.”

“Yes.” Breathy and low, her face almost buried in the covers.

“What. Did. You. Say?”

I punctuated each word with a hard thrust.

“Yes! Please, Gabe. Make me come.”

God, she was perfect. She was everything I’d never known I needed. Everything I’d wanted and more. As I rode her into one orgasm after another I knew that no matter what it took, I wasn’t going to let her go. She may not have chosen to lie in my bed, but she’d been in control of what happened while we were in it. She’d led me or met me step for step, and having tasted the pleasure only she could give, I refused to live another day without her.

As she went lax beneath me, I found my release, pumping her full of my seed then pulling out my spurting cock and coating her ass, as well. I wanted to shower her in my cum. My wolf rode me hard, needing something more, and before I could process my intent, my hand was guiding my cock to her tight, back hole. I pressed the tip in just enough to breach her and shuddered as more semen filled her there. I’d claim her more fully there eventually. Fuck her as hard and deep in her perfect ass as I had in her pussy. Next time.

Completely spent, I tugged free then collapsed beside her on the bed. I wasn’t sure anyone had ever claimed a virgin as thoroughly as I had. Christ, a virgin!

“Are you okay?”

A little belated but the lusty growl she gave me had me grinning from ear to ear.

“I think I’m pleasure drunk. Is that a thing?”

“Definitely,” I agreed.

“I don’t think I can move.”

I rolled over to my side so I could skim my gaze and my fingers over her perfect body. Each dip and curve enticed me, feeding the hungry beast still stirring beneath my skin.

“Don’t move. Stay here with me.”

She gave me a look that said she knew I was offering more than a night. I thought I glimpsed a desire for more with me. Maybe, she shared my need to be wanted, to be loved and desired for more than a passing fancy. Then it was gone, replaced by what appeared to be a cross between nerves and a desire to be able to stand alone.

That one I understood. She was a lone wolf. On the run from a pack and an alpha who’d let her down in every way. What would she say if she knew we shared a similar past? That I’d found the James Pack when I needed them most, as well. That meeting them, especially Taylor and Simon, had saved my life. Literally. When the time was right, I’d tell her my story. If that time ever came. For now, I’d accept every moment she’d give me.

I brushed my finger under her eye.

“Why don’t we clean up then get some more rest?”

“I should go get my Jeep.”

“We’ll get your ride in the morning,” I promised. “Then we’ll make a plan to deal with the alpha nipping at your heels.”

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