Page 47 of Wolf Bound

Talia nods frantically, and pushes up on to her elbows. “Yes,” she whispers, her voice heavy with need. “Yes, Penn, please fuck me.”

Hearing such a dirty plea from the mouth of a fucking angel is so fucking hot I nearly cum from her words alone. My dick twitches in anticipation of feeling her around me.

Her breasts move right into my line of vision and I can't stop myself from moving in for another taste. I slide my hands around her back, and pull her closer to me as I lavish kisses and little bites to her gorgeously flushed skin.

“You are so unbelievably beautiful, Talia,” I whisper against her skin as I lie her backwards on the bed and position myself above her. “You take my breath away every single time I look at you.”

“I love you,” Talia whispers back to me. She slides her hand around my neck and tugs me forward. Our lips press together in a delicate kiss that ignites something in my soul.

This woman is perfection incarnate. Every single thing she does blows my mind. Every time she talks, I can’t help but beenthralled by her voice. When she laughs, it’s like the goddess herself is blessing me with a sound no mortal should ever be allowed to hear. And her kiss, oh fuck, her kiss. It sets every nerve ending in me ablaze in the most ethereal way.

Talia, my mate, is the most addicting drug in the world and I will never give her up. The only thing that will separate me from my mate is death, and even then the goddess will have her hands full keeping me away.

“I love you, baby girl. I love you more than I ever thought possible.”

I kiss her deeply, drawing her legs around my hips as I do, and line myself up with her entrance. Slowly, I push inside her, both of us breaking the kiss at the contact. Talia gasps, and her hand tightens on the back of my neck.

“Fuck, baby girl.” I drop my forehead against hers for a moment, then push up on my arms so I can see every expression on her face. “You feel so good. Fuck, you took me so well baby girl, did you know that? Your body was so ready for me. It was fucking made for me.”

“Penn,” she moans, her eyes rolling back as I pick up the pace of my thrusts. “Harder, Penn. Please.”

“Such a good girl telling me what you want,” I praise her and follow her commands.

Moving up to my knees, I grab her hips, my fingers digging into the soft, creamy skin firmly. Pulling almost fully out, I slam back into her, her slick warmth gripping me like a firm glove. I fuck her hard and fast, barely holding off my own orgasm as I feel hers start to take over.

“Oh, god!” Talia screams, her back arching and her eyes squeezed tight. “Oh, yes! Penn!”

Talia goes silent, her mouth open in a perfect O as her pussy starts pulsating around me. Her legs shake then she lets out a loud scream mixed with a moan that is my undoing.

“Talia,” I moan her name and still with my hips flush against hers. “Fuck, baby girl. That’s it, milk my fucking cock.”

My cock twitches inside of her, her pussy gripping it as the last remnants of her orgasm roll through her. Gently pulling out, I stand up and grab my towel from the floor to clean up Talia.

“You look so gorgeous right now,” I admire her, my eyes taking in everything. “Your face flushed from orgasms, your hair the perfect amount of just fucked, and my cum dripping out of you. Fuck, I’m almost hard again just looking at you.”

Talia giggles and covers her face. “How am I supposed to go see your mom after all of this? I can’t look like you just fucked me into oblivion.”

I chuckle and clean her up before tossing the towel into the hamper.

“I promise you that no one will know a thing, baby girl. We’ll straighten up your hair and find you something to wear,” I assure her with a kiss. “Let me just toss my clothes on really quick and then we’ll go find you something to wear and get you looking fresh again.”

“What about your sex scent all over me?” Talia says with an arched eyebrow and I can’t stop the grin that stretches across my face.

“My scent is always all over you,” I whisper, and kiss the end of her nose. “But it might be a touch stronger tonight. Oops.”

Talia sits on the edge of the bed with a sigh. “Your mom is totally going to know we had sex before coming over.”

“It’ll be fine.”

“Fine, if you say so,” Talia sighs and stands up when I finish pulling my shirt over my head.

“Good girl,” I tease and kiss her, then lead her out of my room to hers. “I’ve got you, baby girl. In all things. Never forget that.”

Chapter Twenty-Six

Talia

Forrester nudges Penn across my lap, motioning to his phone as one of Helen’s friends tells a story about some sort of knitting party she’s planning. My eyes are dry as I force them to stay open despite the boring conversation. I’m honestly just happy the attention is off of me for the moment. Boring conversation beats the bombardment of questions and inquiries about myself any day.

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