Page 18 of Love, A Curvy Girl's Guide

“Fuck, I’ve waited half my life for you, Haley Wheat,” he swore, eagerly eyeing her curvy body. “Take pity on a man.”

That was all the assurance she needed.

NINE

Ian slammed into her tight core, and Haley felt as if she were simultaneously bursting apart and finally coming home. They both moaned long and loud. He was mumbling something about her being impossibly tight. She added that he must be exceptionally huge, but either way it felt like hell and heaven in the same breath.

Haley thrust her hips up and begged him to take her harder, faster. Her raging desire only fanned the flames, and soon Ian’s slow and steady thrusts dissolved into hurried rough strokes as their bodies slammed together and they raced closer and closer toward oblivion.

“Ian!” Haley screamed his name as her orgasm ripped through her, causing her breath to catch and waves of desire to wash over her.

He roared his release, his cock seeming to thicken and grow impossibly harder. His hands seemed larger, and his teeth pointier.

Haley’s orgasmic haze began to fade as she took Ian in.

Was it just her, or was Ian hairier than before?

“Ian?” she whispered, reaching out to touch his chest. “I’m sorry I made you wear that crazy outfit and bossed you around,” she said in a low voice.

“No, you’re not,” Ian laughed, his teeth looking sharper than before. “Besides, it was pretty funny.”

She was about to ask him if he felt all right when he added, “I’m sorry I had that giant vibrator sent under your name to your parents’ house.”

Haley barked out a laugh. “I had forgotten about that. You really are terrible!”

His eyes flashed to hers, and Haley felt an odd sort of twitch where they were still joined. Why was he still so hard?

She tried to focus on what he was saying: “I haven’t forgotten anything that has happened between us.”

Hayley’s heart thundered in her chest. “Ian, I don’t mean to alarm you. But, um… your teeth are, um… growing?”

He frowned, his hands moving to his mouth, feeling the sharp points.

“What the fuck?” he yelped, trying to scramble off her, but she awkwardly went with him. “Haley, my dick is stuck inside of you!”

“Look at your hands,” she uttered in terror.

They both stared at his hands, which had grown a fair amount of hair and wickedly sharp claws.

“What happened?” he demanded.

“How in the hell should I know?” Haley whimpered. Her sex was growing warm again, and the desire to fuck was growing within her. She squirmed uncomfortably. “Ian, I know this isn’t the time,” she panted. “But…”

“I know, baby,” he said, pulling her on top of him so that she would sink even further onto his cock. Haley moaned and slipped her fingers into the hair on his chest.

“Ian?” She didn’t know what to think or feel but knew she needed him desperately.

Ian began to thrust up inside of her, and Haley groaned with relief.

“More, I need more,” she cried. Grinding her hips against his, she rode him hard and fast, searching for relief from the burning desire within her.

Ian’s incisors seemed to grow even longer, and his eyes began to glow with an unearthly passion. But Haley was too far gone to comment. She only knew that if he didn’t take care of the need between them, she’d likely die.

He sat up and began lifting her up and down on his cock, shoving deeper and deeper inside of her while he kissed and sucked on her neck.

She shattered once again. Only this orgasm seemed to go on and on. As she rode out the waves of bliss, Haley was taken off guard when she felt a sharp pain on the side of her neck, followed by darkness.

TEN

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