Page 83 of Good Luck Charm for the Wolf

“I love you,” I whisper, the words raw and real as they crack open everything inside me.

“Oh, Doug.”

“I know I said it at the pizzeria. But I need you to know I mean it. Not just then. Not just tonight. Forever. I love you so damn much, it’s terrifying.”

Her eyes glisten, and I don’t let her speak because I’m too full, too needy to stop now.

I kiss her again, deeper this time, tongue sliding between her lips as she melts against me, already pliant and eager even half-asleep.

But I need more.

I need her writhing.

I need her marked.

I need her claimed.

I trail my mouth down her throat, licking and nibbling the soft flesh, leaving a wet path as I shift lower.

Her legs part instinctively as I kiss over her collarbone and down between her breasts.

“Doug, I-I,” she whispers, already breathless.

“Shh, Baby Girl,” I murmur, dragging my tongue over her nipple before sucking it deep into my mouth.

Her back arches beautifully as I tease and tug, alternating between flicks of my tongue and light grazes of my teeth.

Her scent changes. Sweet, heady arousal floods the air, and my Wolf growls low and hungry.

I slide lower, lips brushing over the softness of her belly, hands gripping her thighs as I press them apart and settle between them.

Her pussy is glistening already, swollen and needy.

Perfect.

Mine.

“Tell me you’re mine. Say I can have you.”

“You already do, Doug. I’m yours,” she moans.

And I feel the victory of it down to my marrow.

I drag my tongue slowly through her folds, savoring the taste of her like it’s the best fucking thing in existence.

She cries out softly, hips rolling, fingers threading in my hair and tugging just enough to make me groan.

I lap at her clit, flicking it softly then flattening my tongue, pressing in until her legs tremble and she gasps my name.

“Doug, oh please?—”

“I know, Sunshine. I got what you need,” I growl, dipping two fingers deep inside her as I keep sucking on that sensitive little bundle of nerves.

She’s so wet and tight, her walls fluttering around my fingers as I fuck them in slow, deep strokes, curling them perfectly against that spot that makes her sob.

“That’s it,” I murmur, voice hoarse with hunger. “Give it to me. Let me feel you come for me before I fuck you. Because this time, I’m claiming you for keeps, Sunshine. You want that? Want me to claim you?”

“Yes! Please, yes!”

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