Page 42 of Howl For Me
Mate her,his beast demanded.
Not yet, he snapped, fighting for control. Never before had his beast fought him. It was a battle of wills, and he was afraid that for the first time his animal would win. The fierce nature to mate with Damara was high. His animal pressed harder, wanting to mark her as theirs for all eternity.
Her pants and gasped fueled him on.
She was his.
No one else would dare touch her. He reached out and clung onto her hair, anchoring her to him while he quickened his pace, slamming hard into her. His cock slid effortlessly into her while he was unable to control himself.
“Yours,” she whimpered. “Gavin!” Her body shuddered, another release hitting her.
Her walls enclosed around him while she cried out, her pussy demanding his release. He slowed the motion of his hips while he pumped her full of his seed.
His wolf gave a satisfied growl, pacing in his chest.
He drew to a halt, still buried deep within Damara. Her arms, having given out, left her ass up in the air and them connected.
His cock instantly swelled again.
“Again?” Her incredulous voice was muffled by the pillow.
He ran a steady hand along the curve of her ass. His eyes took in the roundness of her hips and ass, while lust filled his chest.
Mine.
Tonight was far from over.
