Page 14 of Her Werewolf Protector

Indeed, it did. Her arrival felt the same for me. Like, my life was complete now that she was here.“Would you be terribly disappointed if wedidn’t open the restaurant today, and I took you for a tour of the town? We do have a spa here. It’s not fancy, but she does nails and massages.”

“I’d love that.”

Sophia

Sitting in the passenger seat of the Jeep with the top down, cruising through the town, felt amazing. The shops were all cute and colorful with amusing names like Lucky Leprechaun’sTavern.

I felt a freedom that I’d never felt before. Ididn’t need to spend an hour doing my hair and make-up this morning. Roosevelt accepted me as I was, blemishes and all. I had no social obligations, no reputation to uphold. It was just me and him, nothing else in the world mattered.

“Now you’re the one doing the creepy staring,” he teased, taking his eyes off the road to grin at me.

“I was just thinking.”

“About?”

“How I’m falling in love with this place… And when you get past the gruff exterior, you’re not so bad yourself.” A blush colored my cheeks and I averted my gaze. It was crazy to think about falling in love and starting a whole new life after just two days. But it felt like our souls had known each other for a thousand years. Seconds were hours. Hours were weeks.

The Jeep came to a screeching halt, the dust from the dirt road kicking up around the jeep. Turning in his seat he stared at me for a moment.

“Did I just hear what I think I heard?”

I nodded.

“Do you mean that?”

I licked my lower lip and nodded a second time.“It’s crazy, but Ilove it here.”

Leaning over the gear shift, he slipped a hand to the back of my head as his lips came crashing down onto mine. I moaned as his tongue slipped between my lips, frantically searching for mine. The heat between my legs ignited as I returned the kiss.

Breaking the kiss, I pushed him back into the bucket seat and crawled over the seat to straddle him. Reaching between his legs, I pulled the lever to push the seat back as far as it would go to give me room to move.

“Do people come down this road?” I asked, suddenly aware that we were out in the open in the middle of a dirt road.

“Not usually, we’re on the edge of the town’s border. Town folk have no reason to come this way.”

“Good.” Lowering my lips to his I rocked against his rapidly growing erection. The hem of my skirt inched its way up my bare thighs to bundle at my hips, leaving my pussy bare and exposed for him.

He gave a low, feral growl as his hands grabbed my hips, pulling me in tight. The ridge of his cock rubbed against my pussy, working its way between my pussy lips and rubbing against my swollen clit.

His kisses became frantic, his lips working their way along my jawbone and to my neck. Closing my eyes, my head fell back, my long, dark hair cascading down my back, giving him better access to the sensitive flesh.

Another growl as he bit the side of my neck, between the neck and my collarbone. A hand slipped between us, cupping my mound, a finger slipping between my folds, teasing my clit with expert precision.

A surge of pleasure and pain rushed through me, making me cry out in ecstasy as I ground my hips onto him, yearning to feel him inside.“Please. God, please take me.” Reaching between us, my fingers did short work of the button and fly of his jeans, pushing them down and freeing his thick shaft.

“You’re going to be the death of me, woman,” he groaned, grabbing the neckline of my dress and tearing it apart. Buttons flew in all directions, accompanied by the sound of ripping material.

My breasts spilled free and the heat of the sunlight beat down onto my bare chest. His lips worked their way across my torso and to the valley between my breasts. As I grasped his shaft, wrapping my fingers around his thick length, I began to stroke him. His mouth latched onto my left breast, his teeth nipping at the nipple, turning it into a hardened peak as his hand began caressing the other.

“You’re playing with fire, woman,” he growled.

“Maybe I want to be burned.” A smile touched my lips as I looked down at him and into his eyes. The hunger behind those amber eyes was too much. I needed him more than I’d ever needed anyone in my life. He removed his hand from between my legs as I lined the head of his dick up to my moist opening and slowly lowered myself onto him.

We groaned in unison as he filled me, stretching me beyond anything I’d ever felt in my life. Grabbing at the hem of his t-shirt, I frantically pulled it up and over his head before falling against him, feeling the heat of his chest against my breasts.

“Dammit baby, you feel incredible,” he groaned.“So fucking amazing.”

I gave myself a moment, savoring the feel of him inside me. He fit so perfectly. But I needed more. I needed the release that his cock could provide me. Holding tight to him, my face buried against his neck, I began to move on him. I started slow, relishing the feel of him, savoring the tremors of pleasure that each inward stroke provided.

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