Page 84 of Good Luck Charm for the Wolf

She breaks apart with a desperate cry, her pussy clenching so tightly around my fingers it almost hurts.

But I’m not done.

Not fucking close.

While she’s still trembling, I crawl up her body, kissing her deeply so she can taste herself on my tongue.

Then I line my cock up.

“Bare. I need you bare.”

She nods, gripping at my hips frantically, like she knows my Wolf needs to fill her with cum.

Pride and humility fill me. She is a goddamn blessing I don’t deserve.

But I’m taking her. And I’m keeping her all the same.

Then I press inside her in one long, smooth thrust.

“Fuck,” I groan, burying deep as her slick, tight heat envelops me. “So fucking perfect, Dina. You were made for me.”

She whimpers, legs wrapping around my waist, heels digging in as I start to move.

Slow at first.

Deep, grinding strokes that have her clutching at me like I’m the only thing keeping her grounded.

“Harder,” she gasps, voice desperate and needy. “Please, Doug, I need?—”

I snap.

My Wolf surges up, taking control as I slam into her harder, faster, making the whole damn bed shake.

Her cries grow louder, broken little gasps of my name as I pound into her, sweat slicking our bodies together as the room fills with the filthy sound of my cock sliding in and out of her soaked pussy.

“Mine,” I growl, biting at her throat.

Not hard enough to mark, not yet, but a warning of what’s coming.

She moans loudly, clutching my ass, pulling me deeper.

“Yours,” she gasps, eyes glassy and wild. “Always yours. I love you, Doug.”

That’s all I need.

I shift my angle, grinding my hips as I thrust, making sure to hit her clit with every pass.

She breaks again, screaming my name, body convulsing as she falls apart beneath me.

And while she’s still riding that wave, I lean in and bite.

Right where neck meets shoulder.

Deep enough to break skin.

Deep enough to bind.

Magic explodes between us, a rush of heat and power that slams into me like a freight train.

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