Page 32 of Wulver's Flame
She moaned, and her hips twitched beneath me. Her cunt clenched around me. A broken sound cracked through the air as her pleasure climaxed. I brutally pulled out and continued to mate with her, dragging my knot in and out of her.
“More, Liùsaidh, give me more and I will feed your womb my seed,” I demanded, holding her shoulders while my hips smacked against her cheeks.
Her head flopped up and down. Wild red curls danced.
I could feel my balls tighten, and the pain sharpened. Before my seed surge could rush out, she shuddered and clamped around me. I drove into her, deep, hard. Knot jammed into her.
Her fire. Heat surrounded me.
My seed-surge shot out of me. Violent. Endless. Claiming.
Her cunt took it all, sealed by my knot.
“Yesss,” she sighed, receiving her long-awaited balm.
Sköll raised his head.
Teeth stretched my gums, claws pierced her shoulders.
We saw her neck and swooped down as my cock pulsed and my knot throbbed.
Soft flesh between my gums. A trickle of blood. Her scent around us.
We were home.
Our home.
She cried out but was unable to move. My body covered her. I rocked my knot back and forth with my teeth in her neck until she mewled.
Blood, bone and muscle burned in the centre of my chest as I felt it crack open.
The bond.
It reached out to Liùsaidh, hovering around her before it engulfed her.
I gasped as I felt her. As close as I felt Sköll.
Inside me.
My cock jerked as more seed surged out of me, pouring into her with my knot sealing her cunt.
I closed my eyes and saw a vision of us surrounded by pups.
Our pups.
Our bloodline.
The wolf and the flame.
Chapter 14
Liùsaidh
Atrickle of sweat ran down from my shoulder. It trailed down my chest, and I saw the crimson droplet. I tried to blink through the fog and realised his teeth were in my neck.
He sighed. Hot breath on his prey, me, but he released my neck.
I winced as the pain registered.
