Page 61 of Good Luck Charm for the Wolf

It’s so slow.

So deep.

So fucking intimate.

“Geezus, Dina,” I groan, pressing my forehead to hers as I fill her completely. “You feel so fucking good.”

She wraps her legs around my waist and clings to me, and I can’t stop kissing her.

Her lips.

Her jaw.

Her neck.

Every thrust is slow and steady, grinding deep inside her, making her gasp and shudder.

I feel every inch of her, and I fucking love it. I’m addicted to it. To her.

She is pressed as tight to me as I can get her.

“This is mine,” I murmur into her skin, thrusting a little harder now as her walls clench tighter. “You’re mine.”

“Yes,” she moans, nails digging into my shoulders. “Yours, Doug, oh God, I’m yours.”

Hearing her say it undoes me.

I thrust harder now. The sounds of our skin slapping together are loud.

Lewd.

But I never heard anything better. I grip her hips tight.

Probably too tight.

But I don’t let up. I can’t. I’m chasing both our highs as the need to mark and claim her properly takes over again.

Her cries grow louder, more desperate, as I piston into her harder, dragging my cock through her clenching, fluttering pussy until she breaks again, sobbing my name, her body shaking apart beneath me.

That tight, wet grip pulls me under fast.

I growl deep in my chest, turning my head away from the crux of her throat just as I feel my fangs descend so I don’t do anything stupid. Like claim her right now.

My Wolf is snapping his jaws, growling at me inside my mind’s eye. But even the pain of his anger is muted by the increasing pleasure I feel.

I thrust deep one last time before I spill inside her, hips jerking as I ride out my release with her wrapped tight around me.

When it’s over, I collapse against her, both of us panting, sticky, spent.

I kiss her softly, everywhere I can reach.

Whispers of “beautiful” and “perfect” and “I got you” spill from my lips as I hold her until she stops shivering.

She clings to me tightly right before her body goes soft and boneless, but still, I cling to her through all the aftershocks.

And for the first time in forever, I don’t feel cursed.

I feel right.

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