Page 58 of Rugged

“Fuuuuuuuck,” he groaned. “Fuck, Lyssa!”

I didn’t even care that he called me that since that was the role I was playing. This version of me liked something plugging my ass. Loved to be fucked hard. Uninhibited. Needy.

“Yes, Johnny. More. Give it to me.”

“Fuck!” he shouted, slamming into me, hips jerking.

I could have sworn we were so connected that I could feel the heat of his cum inside me. He dropped his head into my shoulder and then–

“Ouch!” I shrieked when he bit me–way too hard. Like it felt as though one tooth broke the skin. My back arched, my neck jerked.

“Oh fuck!” he shouted. “Oh fuck, Lyssa, I’m so sorry!”

In a flash–faster than I could even track–Johnny scrambled off me and was at the door. “FUCK.” This time it was more feral growl than word.

His eyes glowed amber in the dark–like an animal’s.

And then, suddenly, he was…a wolf!

A freaking huge black wolf standing in the doorway to the bedroom.

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JOHNNY

Lyssa screamed.

Oh fuck. I hurt her. I’d started to mark her, despite Rob’s warning.

I’d lost my head there when she saidgive it to me. My wolf got confused and thought she meant to claim her. Not a good, hard pounding with my dick because I’d put a plug in her ass.

Then, her scream and the idea that she was hurt had made me shift to wolf form, ready to defend her.

Against…myself!

Fuck,fuck.

I paced in and out of thebedroom doorway. I was out of control. I needed to get away from her before I did any more damage.

I’d fucked up.

Again.

I’d gone too far, and now my wolf wanted to savage someone because he smelled our mate’s blood and the metallic scent of fear coming off her.

I’d better get away. Let her calm. Let the scent of blood and sex wane. I needed to run this energy off, like Rob had advised before I made things even worse.

I hadn’t listened to my alpha. Hadn’t taken his warnings seriously enough, and look where it got me. A mate who looked petrified of me. Who was bleeding.

I flipped around, bumping into the doorframe with my huge hindparts as I scrambled away.

“Johnny?” There was panic in Lyssa’s voice. It made my wolf even crazier.

Fuck, was she following me? Naked, scented like me, pussy dripping, plug in her ass?

“Johnny, wait!”

Was she not afraid?

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