Page 107 of Reign of the Beast

Once we completed the claiming, it would settle. Theneed would be there still, but it wouldn’t be desperate and an agonizing pull. It would be loving, sure, and powerful. We’d be content and at peace in one another.

She groaned as I angled my cock and drove deeper, hitting her sweet spot dead on.

“Shit!” she cried, throwing her head back.

I licked her throat like the animal that I was and she trembled all over, loving it.

“I want the wolf,” she gasped.

When I hesitated, she clawed at my back, making me hiss, trying to coax it out.

I snagged her hands and slammed them into the bed either side of her head.

Excitement shone in her eyes, thinking I was taking it there.

Like I hell I could.

I couldn’t actually go full wolf with her, a non-wolf.

But I could get close and unleash all over her.

Just not now.

Not during the claiming.

I leaned into her and whispered at her ear, “Just relax. Feel me moving inside you, my cock hard as steel for you, stretching you wide, opening you to me. Feel my body on yours.” She closed her eyes, savoring my words. “Feel me all over you. Smell me. Taste me. Feelus. Connecting, joining, becoming one.”

I slipped my hand between us and strummed her clit.

Her lips parted in an ‘O’ and a delicious hum sounded from her, sending a thrill through me.

She rocked with me, getting lost in the moment.

And so was I, losing myself in her.

My blood heated.

My eyes burned.

I could feel it coming.

Things were snapping into place between us.

Pleasure was engulfing us.

My wolf was calling out to her, my eyes glowing gold and burning into hers, urging her to connect.

And she did.

They flamed the same vibrant-blue as her magic.

Neither of us could look away.

The claiming was taking hold of us.

“I love you.”

The words poured out of me, unable to be contained.

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