Page 25 of Claimed By the Feral Wolf

Jacob didn’t worry about running into Sage because if he wasn’t home when Blake dropped her off, Blake and Simone would have been there waiting for him. He let the heat, water, and soap take every bit of rage and sadness from his body and relaxed and just breathed to regain his equilibrium enough to deal with his mate.

His breath caught in his lungs when he felt a small naked warm body press against his back as he rinsed his face in the shower.

“Mate, what are you doing?” he asked.

She giggled, which made him smile. He was surprised because he didn’t think he would have been able to feel happiness for hours because of the shroud of the black curtain of death he’d had to deal with earlier. But he should have known his little Sage would pull him out of the darkness of despair.

Her arms came around his waist, and her hands started roaming over his torso, chest, and shoulders before moving back down his body.

“You are asking to get thoroughly fucked. Is that what you want?”

She hummed against his back and kept moving. He gritted his teeth when her hands slid down but did not touch the place he desperately needed her to. He felt her smile when he growled out his displeasure.

“You sound like your wolf, Mate,” she murmured.

He turned, grasped her waist, and lifted her so her back hit the side of the shower.

“I sound like my wolf?”

She smiled and nodded.

“First, I’m going to fuck you, and then I’ll show you my wolf, woman.”

He lined his cock up to her cunt and slowly let gravity work, making her slide down onto him. They both groaned, and her head fell back against the tile. He drove into her with his hips and hands, going faster as the minutes ticked by.

Jacob felt her clutch him, but she seemed to be fighting to come. He gritted his teeth, fighting to hold back his own orgasm.

“Mate, I need you to come for me.”

She kept her eyes closed and shook her head. “I can’t.”

“The hell you can’t.” He lifted her off him and turned her so he could bend her over the shower bench. “I’ll teach you that saying no to me isn’t an option.”

He grabbed some bath gel and squeezed a large amount over her ass. He slid his cock over it, covering him in the slick gel before setting the head of his cock against her asshole.

“Hey, wait,” she cried out.

“This is what happens when you fight your mate.” He pushed in an inch and then another. Although he had used his fingers to fuck her ass, he had never used his cock, and the sensation of a hot fist squeezing his cock made him want to howl. He wasn’t worried about her taking him because he knew she’d say something if the pain got unbearable or he’d be able to sense it.

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The feeling of her ass being stretched took every thought in her head to explode so her senses could concentrate on nothing but what Jacob was doing to her. “Oh, God, Jacob. It stings.”

“I’m sure it does, but you’ll take me anyway.”

A shiver raced down her body at the dominance in his tone. It made her already overstimulated system surge, making her body so hypersensitive she could feel the air around them against her skin.

A scream tore from her throat when he thrust the last few inches of his cock into her tight ass.

He gave her a moment to steady herself. “I’m in, Mate,” he growled. “Now comes the fun part.”

He started to thrust into her with steady, measured lunges. If she thought it couldn’t get any more intense, she was wrong. She felt an orgasm unlike any she’d ever had trying to take her over.

Jacob laughed and smacked her ass. “You can’t fight what I’m giving you now, Mate. You’ll do what I demand and come.”

Sage shook her head, but that just made his movements become faster. He held her hips so tightly she knew it was to keep her from moving and staying where he wanted her to stay. She knew she’d have bruises the next day but welcomed them and demanded more.

He was now pounding into her at such velocity his heavy balls were slapping her cunt as they swung.

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