Page 52 of Bonded

Luna wails in her head. The wolf crying in pain, desperately wanting to go to him. Kat swipes her hand across her lips, wiping away the smear of peanut butter.

“You hungry?”

“Yeah, um… a little, I guess.” She looks around at the mess the kitchen has become. “Oh, shit… sorry. Look, I’ll clean this up.”

“No, leave it. I’ll do it.” Digby steps toward her, his hand gently stroking against the mark on her neck as he stares her in the eyes. “Kat, are you okay?”

She nods, tilting her head to his touch.

His forehead wrinkled with concern and he furrows his brow. “Hey, did you shift? Only I’m learnin’ to tell. It’s your eyes… they go a deeper green when you have and the kitchen bein’ a mess… after shift hunger, right?” He smiles. “Oh, and the fact we got no peanut butter now!”

“Mm…” She nods. “Yeah, you got me. I… I just needed to run, clear my head. After last night, I… ‘She’… She needed to run off some steam. We really needed you.”

Kat looks at him and her lip trembles as he leans forward, kissing her. “Oh, God… I needed you too, baby.”

She smiles, grabbing at the back of his head, pulling him towards her. She wraps her leg around his hip as he draws her closer. “Kat, I’m so sorry. I won’t ever do that again. I don’t want anyone but you. Forgive me? I’ll never cheat on you again, I swear.”

“No, it’s not your fault.” She kisses him, her tongue mixing with his—them both needy for each other. Her arms wrapped around him, stroking his back. “Let’s just forget last night and everything about it. Let’s just start again.”

“And Riley? You won’t see him again?” He looks at her questioning.

“Riley’s just a friend. I swear nothing happened between me and him. We’re friends, that’s all.”

“And you didn’t sleep with him? Swear to me you didn’t sleep with Riley last night.”

“No.” She swallows nervously. “No, I didn’t sleep with Riley. I swear I haven’t slept with Riley.” She shakes her head, looking him in the eyes. “Please let’s just forget all of it.”

He nods and kisses her. Then checking the time on his watch, he sighs. “Hell, we gotta go to work, but we’ll pick this up… Right here, when we get back, yeah?”

“Well, we do have a few minutes, right now?” she teases. “I mean, we could be a little late, right?”

“Mmm… hell yeah. I’m sure we could.” He grins. “I swear this is not gonna take long, anyway. The way I want you, you’ll be lucky if I get my pants down first.”

“Well, hurry then,” she laughs.

With that as the only permission he needs, he pushes her back and sweeping the peanut butter jar and bread from the counter, he lifts her. Sitting her on the worktop, he pulls her tee-shirt up over her head and gasps. Her body is completely naked underneath—no bra, no panties, and she smells so good as he takes a long sniff.

“Oh my God… you’re so fuckin’ beautiful. And your smell… it’s great.”

She smiles, wrapping her hands around his head, and forces his mouth against her breast. He doesn’t need any instructions and happily sucks while he grapples with his pants before dropping them.

Then he strips his shirt off and throws it and the rest of his clothes to the floor. He lifts her down and turns her around and she grips the countertop, as he forces his cock into the soft warmth between her legs.

“Ohhh…” he growls, “oh man, I need this.” He thrusts against her, his groin thudding against her ass. Growling continuously, as he circles his hips forcing himself fast and furiously inside her wet needy pussy. “Oh yeah… Yeah!” He groans as he closes his eyes, gritting his teeth. “Oh, this is not gonna take long at all.”

His need for her is so much, and he can feel the cum already filling his dick.

She moans loudly, her fingers playing with her clit, bringing herself to climax—as he fills her insides with his width, she pants slowly to control the feeling.

He grips one hand on her hip, his free hand grappling with her breast. Then, in unison, they howl. It’s so loud that it can probably be heard next door and they both cum.

Digby sighs loudly, kissing at the back of her neck. His fingers stroking along her spine. “Oh, baby, you know you got me… forever.” He pulls out and turning her around in his arms, he holds her tight, kissing her. “I’ve got a surprise lined up for you—Saturday. A full-moon treat.”

“A surprise?” She narrows her eyes. “What surprise? Digby, what the hell are you planning? Tell me.”

“No, no, I’m not tellin’. I told ya, it’s a surprise. I’m takin’ you out. Somethin’ special. Romantic. Something you won’t forget.”

“Romantic… You?” She frowns. “Such as what romantic? Ryan, where are we going? Is it something to eat… Please tell me?”

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