Page 12 of Stormbinder King
God, this was embarrassing, to want him so badly.
But he didn’t act like I should be embarrassed, tracing the swell of one of my breasts with a strong tanned finger as my inner walls clamped around his cock, like I was desperate to be totally filled.
I bit on my lip, trying to play it cool, but I couldn’t help another little moan of need. I saw his breathtaking face break into a smile.
I had never fallen like this
It was more than just love at first sight.
It was a headlong plunge into total devotion.
He was dangerous.
He was half-man and half-beast, a wolf-man with shifter claws scraping through my hair.
But I didn’t care.
Mate
What did it even mean? To be the fated mate of a wolf shifter?
When did he shift?
What did he eat?
I didn’t care.
I was already going to do everything for this man.
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Ifelt Jack pull his hips back and then he thrust in me again, leaning down to kiss me, his kiss feeling more possessive this time, exploratory, like he wanted to know every part of me, and he didn’t stop until my legs were trembling from the heat of his desire.
It was like our breathing was in sync, both of us gasping for breath in the face of this once in a lifetime love, and I felt him release inside me, with long, rolling thrusts.
My back arched almost painfully as I came again.
What number was this?
My limbs trembled uncontrollably, and Jack picked me up and carried me, back to the village.
I felt almost delirious with the pleasure coursing through my body as I clasped my arms around his neck.
It felt like our hearts were beating together, already confirming this wild and strange connection between us.
As he walked back through the high wooden gates, I heard Jack barking orders, in an unfamiliar language I didn’t recognize.
He set me down in front of him, still keeping a protective hand around my belly.
It looked like the Moonbright Night Hunt had ended up mostly in the tree top village, the clearing full of writhing, panting bodies.
I looked on in awe as a man took a woman doggy-style against a tree, then she shifted instantly into a huge blonde beautiful wolf-woman, her jaws snarling and snapping as she turned and pounced on him. With a snarl, he shifted too, then back again, so fast I couldn’t make out the moments they changed.
They were all shifters and this was Jack’s Pack
Another woman was between a man’s thighs, her head bobbing up and down on his cock, while a second man tipped her hips up, a long claw drawing elegantly down her back so he could position her dripping channel for his bulbous cock.
“Found someone to play with?” I heard a low voice grunt, and then a huge, hairy hand ran through my hair, but Jack jerked me around.
