Page 50 of Shadows and Runes

His wolf needed a distraction.I can help with that.

I take a step toward him, his wolf still pacing. I clear my throat, drawing his attention, before slowly tracing a hand down my chest. He halts his movement, his eyes blown wide as he watches me slowly reach under my top and up to my bra before undoing the clip at the front.

I cup my bare breasts in my palms, my nipples hardening instantly as a slow rumble rolls from his chest. He watches on, his eyes a deeper gold as I rub and stroke my breasts, his gaze glued to my movements, unwavering as he watches me. He growls again, not an angry growl this time, something else, and as I look into his darkened eyes, I understand. He wantedmore.

I look at him, his wolf still in control, his eyes intense and dark as I reach for the bottom of my top. I slow my movements, seeking his eyes as I place the hem of the fabric in my mouth, freeing my bare breasts.

A low rumble pours from his chest in approval. His eyes freeze on me as he stares at my perky mounds.

I give him a salacious grin before taking my breasts in both hands. I begin to stroke and massage the soft flesh between my palms, brushing my pebbled nipples with my thumbs, building the heat that's pooling in my core.

I begin to trace the runes along my chest, massaging my breasts, stroking slowly first around my pebbled nipples before pinching them between two fingers, the sensation sending a light jolt straight to my core. I tilt my head back, enjoying his eyes on me, adding to the sensation.

I hear a rustle of fabric and a click.

I open my eyes and meet golden orbs full of carnal lust.

He gives me a dark grin as he fists his free cock in his hand, the thick length making my mouth water. He begins to pump his cock, hard and rough, just what I’d imagine his wolf would enjoy.

My palms brush over the sensitive pebbles as I watch him, sending another jolt straight to my wet core. I moan, the heat building between my legs, already begging for something to fill it.

I bite down harder on the fabric in my mouth, becoming restless at the growing heat and needing some release.

I reach one hand down to my trousers and slip it in toward my dripping core.

I slide two fingers between my wet folds, the sensitive nub tingling from the contact around it, making me moan. I only get two strokes back and forth between my slick folds before a large hand grabs me, stopping me from soothing my growing ache.

I growl at him as he pulls my hand out and toward his mouth, his eyes still glowing gold and teeth elongated. His tongue licks the length of my fingers, lapping up every drop of me.

“Mine,” he growls, a look of pure possession as he jerks me forward, pulling me into his chest, his thick cock rubbing against my throbbing core.

In one swift move, he pulls my top and bra over my head, then drags my trousers and pants off.

Completely bare before him, he pauses, his eyes slowly taking me in. Pulling his own trousers down in one quick shifter move, he discards them across the room, completely freeing his lengthy cock.

He trails his eyes down my body, tracing every rune and sigil, slowly burning my skin with his intense lustful gaze, his cock twitching as his eyes reach my dripping core.

“Mine,” he growls, his voice guttural and rough, my core clenching at the sound of it.

He notices, and before I can react, he has me down on the floor, only hard wood behind me, as he lines himself up to me.

He growls in my ear, “You’re ours,Rhys, andthis…” His voice is rough and husky as he places his tip inside me, the delicious thickness already stretching me and adding to the ache between my legs.

“This. Is.Mine.” He growls the last word, thrusting himself fully into me in one hard push, the delicious stretch making me arch into him for more.

He grabs my hips with a punishing grip and pulls himself fully out before thrusting back inside.

He takes me roughly, no sweet and tender foreplay, just hard and punishing. Each thrust stretches me more, slamming into my slick core with a hastening pace.

The climax quickly builds, his rough thrusts and quick pace causing friction between my folds and clit. Sending sensations to every part of me, my eyes close tight and my body taut with the impending orgasm. The ache becoming too much with each thrust, I arch my hips and begin to buck up into him, meeting his rough thrusts.

He grunts, then growls, taking my hands and holding them above me. He pins me to the floor, holding me in place, his cock fully sheathed in my throbbing pussy.

He growls a low warning growl as I stare at his narrowed eyes and into his golden irises.

So his wolf wants full control of me?

Fine.

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