Page 54 of Rejected Plus-Size Mate

He laughs, slapping his knee. “But why would I do that when she’s the one thing I can use to do the most harm to you?”

Jethro walks over to where Chris is holding her, and they yank her to her feet. Chris holds her by her upper arms while Jethro grabs her chin and shakes her a little.

“Pretty thing, isn’t she? I wouldn’t mind a taste myself.” While holding onto her jaw with one hand, Jethro has a grope with the other.

Enraged, I rush at him, only to have five wolves leap at me and pin me to the ground.

“Leslie!” I scream, struggling against their grip. She’s crying. I can see her tears as Jethro touches her, laughing the whole time.

“Now I want you to feel true pain,” Jethro hisses at me. He raises one hand, partially shifting so his nails are long, razor-sharp claws.

“No! Please, no!”

Jethro’s eyes shimmer with the power of his wolf as he grins at me. In one swift move, he turns to Leslie and slashes her throat open.

Blood is pouring from the wound in her neck, and I can hear myself screaming, struggling desperately against the gripof the wolves holding me. Over it all, Jethro is laughing and laughing, a sound of pure, gleeful joy.

He’s a fucking monster. He’s even worse than I thought!

Suddenly, one of the hands holding me down takes a stronger grip on my shoulder, shaking me. I can hear my name being called and shake my head, trying to get away.

“KYLE! Please wake up! Wake up, Kyle!”

Leslie’s voice cuts through the dream, shocking me awake. I’m drenched in cold sweat, writhing and struggling against the sheets that have gotten tangled around me. I grab Leslie so hard, she lets out a little shriek, but I pull her against my chest and tighten my arms around her, trying to calm myself down.

“You’re alright,” Leslie whispers. “I promise you, you’re okay, Kyle.”

I shake my head, unable to answer her. My fears aren’t irrational; they’re extremely real, especially now that the Sawpit Pack is moving on us.

Even though Leslie holds me tightly and strokes my back, trying to soothe me, I can’t stop trembling. Finally, she wriggles around in my arms and stretches her body against mine, stroking my face.

“Shh,” she whispers, kissing me. “Forget it, my love. Forget it all, and lose yourself in me.”

I can’t resist her kiss. Desperately, I pull her against me, filling my hands with her huge breasts and beautiful big hips. Her mouth is hot and slick as I explore her lips with mine and search for her tongue.

Her hands tighten on my waist, and I wrap my arms around her and push us over so I’m on top. Leslie writhes underme, wrapping her legs around my hips. I bury my head in her shoulder and thrust my body against hers, feeling the tension in me switch from fear to arousal.

With a harsh gasp, I pull back a little, pulling her nightgown down to reveal her breasts. I grip one and give it a hard squeeze before lowering my mouth to find her other nipple with my tongue.

Leslie cries out, her body bending at the waist as she thrusts towards me. I knead at her breasts with both hands, going from one nipple to the other, teasing with flicks of my tongue and hard pressure with my lips.

When her moans sound high and plaintive, I wrap my arms around her and look up so I can see her beautiful face. Her eyes are wide, shimmering in the dark as she looks at me with longing and lust.

I reach down, stroking her pussy, feeling her hot and slick under my fingers. I push through the delicate lips and gently rub the edges, sliding my hand up and down, almost entering her.

She grabs my shoulders and arches her back, encouraging me. I keep teasing, barely penetrating her with my finger as she grinds against my hand.

“Fuck me, Kyle!” she gasps. “Please, fuck me!”

Pleasure shudders through me, and I grab my cock, rubbing it against the slick, warm folds until she thrusts her hips desperately against me. My own body answers the movement, and I slip inside.

For a moment, I stay completely still, my arms wrapped around her and my cock pressed as deeply inside her as it can possibly go. Leslie goes wild underneath me, her nails digging into my back as she thrashes back and forth.

Her pussy clenches around my cock, going into a series of spasms that make me gasp and shudder. As Leslie settles down, clinging to me weakly, I feel a new wave of lust roaring through me, sweeping all the clutter from my mind.

I love this woman.

I wrap my arms more firmly around her, holding her shoulders tightly as I start to slowly thrust in and out. I take my time with every single stroke, watching her face as I draw myself all the way out and then slide back in.

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