Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Really?
No.
You don’t want to finally feel his dick, fucking you, pounding inside you, taking you?
This didn’t mean anything. It was just sex. Sex with a man she’d been wanting for a long time.
Wolfe had always been her secret fantasy. The man she wanted more than anyone else.
“Yes!”
She cried out as he suddenly threw her over his shoulder, hitting the off button on the shower seconds before leaving it.
Soaking wet, he carried her into her bedroom and dropped her down to the bed, but he didn’t go far as he nudged her up. Amelia didn’t have time to comprehend what was happening as he spread her legs, knelt between them, and then, slowly, he filled her.
His cock slid in hard and deep, hitting her to the hilt. She felt his tight balls between them. They were flesh to flesh.
“Oh, fuck me, that feels good,” he said.
There was no pain. Nothing. Just pleasure. His cock felt amazing.
Amelia stared up at him.
Shocked.
“You’re mine,” he said.
She had no idea what that meant, but he grabbed her hands, pinning them to the bed, and then he began to fuck her.
Slow, deep thrusts that slowly began to build, shocking her with the full force. Wolfe got her aroused, close to the edge, and then he lifted his body.
He was still inside her, but he started to stroke her clit. Using his fingers, he brought her to the edge of orgasm, keeping her carefully balanced on that peak of bliss, and Amelia didn’t think she could take it anymore.
Before she had to beg though, Wolfe sent her over the edge, making her scream and thrash, basking in the pleasure of her orgasm.
He didn’t give her time to recover as he fucked her, driving in hard, pistoning his hips. The sound of flesh hitting flesh filled the air, and Amelia felt him getting close.
His cock seemed to get bigger, and then, as he came, he slammed in deep. She felt every single pulse as he filled her with his cum. Lying beneath him, Amelia didn’t regret it. It was the best feeling in the world. To finally be with Wolfe.
Chapter Eight
Wolfe intended to keep his hands to himself.
There was no future for him and Amelia. She was too weak. She was not the woman he would be able to spend the rest of his life with. He needed someone strong. There hadn’t been any old ladies for the pack. None of the members had found a mate. A woman they could spend the rest of their lives with.
Not one.
Amelia wasn’t right.
He intended to go to the shower, to talk. Wolfe knew he shouldn’t have gotten naked, but he hadn’t wanted to give her a reason to escape. Being close to her, seeing her naked with those heavy tits, small waist, and juicy thighs, he hadn’t been able to resist.
Her first time had been shit, and he was going to make sure it wasn’t that way again. Fucking her was incredible.
Wolfe stared at her bare back. The sheet long forgotten, not that they needed it. It was too hot.
She rested her head on her arm and looked so peaceful.
He’d taken her twice. The first orgasm hadn’t been long enough. His dick had still ached, and he hadn’t even pulled out of her but continued to pound inside her tight cunt.
So tight because no other male had been there.
She’s all yours.
Wolfe had no intention of keeping her, but he couldn’t deny how good it was to know that she belonged to him. Every single part of her was his. All his.
She was full of his cum.
He didn’t want to wake her, but his need was too great. His dick was already rock hard. Wolfe wasn’t going to keep her, but he intended to enjoy his fill of her. She was too tempting to deny himself.
Leaning over, he traced the tips of his fingers down her spine, lifting to move over the bed. As he did, Amelia released a moan, and he pressed his face against her neck. “Stay there.”
She groaned. “What time is it?”
“Time for you to stay there and let me show you how much fun this can be.”
She didn’t fight him as he nibbled on her neck.
He pushed her hair out of his way and continued exploring her neck. She tilted her head to the side to give him more access. Flicking his tongue across her pulse, he heard her moan. His name spilled from her lips.
Trailing his lips down her back, he went toward the slight curve of her spine, and he stroked his tongue down, and then he got to her ass.
He cupped the mounds in his palms, massaging the round globes and spreading them wide. With the angle he held her, he was able to see her asshole as well as her wet cunt. Some of his cum was still leaking out of her.