Page 139 of Grim

My head perked up from her pussy, my smile widening as I saw my mate staring down at me with heated eyes.

“You’re awake,” I growled.

I crawled over her body, my mouth slamming into hers. Her moans of delight were swallowed by my lust when I forced my tongue into her mouth. My fingers entangled in her hair, and I pulled her head to the side so I could trace my fangs along her neck.

“Yeah,” she panted. “You woke me up like sleeping beauty, except you were kissing the wrong end.”

I cupped her breast, squeezing it tightly while I ground my cock into her mound.

Her fingers raked down my back, pulling my body closer. I shuddered once I grabbed my cock, giving it two good tugs before I lined it up with her entrance.

“Grim, please! I need you!”

And fuck, I needed her. I’d never heard such a beautiful plea, one that needed me, ready for me to fuck into the next realm.

“Say it again,” I growled, only inserting the tip. “Tell me how much you want me.”

Journey grunted, her hips trying to engulf my cock.

“Now, Journey, tell me you need me.” Because deep down, I felt like she didn’t need me anymore. She was a wolf now; she’d killed a damned magical fae. I hadn’t done shit to protect her.

I hadn’t done enough for her.

I ran my lips up her neck, my body shaking above her. “Tell me,” I growled.

She placed her hands on my chest, pushing me away from her body. My sweat beaded on my forehead, my cock weeping with my precum as I waited.

“I’ll always need you.” She’d read my mind.

Her eyes softened until they hardened again. She tilted her head, her jaw clenched in anger. “I’ll always need you. Now fuck me like you mean it.”

I roared, shoving my cock into her cunt. My hips thrusted violently while her arms wrapped around my neck. I kissed her with everything I had. I wanted her to feel my dick all the way in her throat while she screamed.

Her nipples rubbed against my chest as I took her. The warmth of her body radiated onto me, and my body shook violently, wanting to do nothing more than to make her feel this. Feel my cock stroking the walls of her cunt.

We had talked a little about having pups, but fuck, I wanted them. Leif wanted them more than I did. It was a wolf’s purpose to procreate. He wanted our seed to take root, to grow a baby inside her, to create a life out of love and give that child everything we never had.

A life, a den, a family.

“I want to fill you with my come, I want to plant a pup inside you,” I confessed, panting.

Journey’s eyes dilated, her grip becoming stronger.

“I’m going to pump you full of my seed until it takes root. I want a family Journey; I want that with you.”

Her eyes were half closed, her breasts bouncing at the force of my thrusts. My lips descended, kissing her passionately. “A family,” I whispered. “I want our love to grow.”

She purred, fingers running through my hair.

Leif snarled, wanting us to take what we wanted, but we couldn’t do that. Journey had been robbed of choices for most of her life.

I continued to pump in and out of her, my cock still being too selfish to pull out. She felt so damn good, my dick continuing to massage the walls of her fluttering pussy.

“You like that? Being filled with my seed?”

Journey nodded frantically, her moans becoming louder.

“You want to bare my pups. I want to see your stomach round and swollen, Journey. Your breasts filled with milk, your pussy swollen from being recently fucked. That would be the greatest treasure.”

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