Chapter Six
The gray one cannot wait another second.
He drops down and gathers me into his arms, burying his face between my breasts.
He licks at every inch of skin he can reach, as his hands smooth over my back and hips.
His teeth nip my throat before soothing it with languid licks.
My entire body is humming and every touch feels like a shock of electricity.
I’ve just had one of them, but already I want more.
I let my head fall back to bare my throat.
He lurches to his feet in a single motion.
The hard line of his cock has already emerged from its sheath, and it drips against my belly as he carries me.
He crosses to a nearby tree in two large steps and pins me there with his powerful body.
He licks my panting mouth as he reaches down between us.
He has been so painfully patient. When he finds my entrance, he immediately pushes in.
My pussy clamps down hard, a cry trapped in my throat as he thrusts wildly.
His teeth close on the meat of my shoulder, and I arch, trying to get him deeper.
I want to remember this. I want to find the mark in the mirror tomorrow.
His frantic pace rips the orgasm from me before I’m ready and I can only moan long and loud. He fucks me through it, forcing my fluttering muscles to let him in over and over. Dragging out the pleasure until I’m weakly clinging to his shoulders, bouncing on his cock.
Past his shoulder, the dark one watches.
He has sat back on his haunches in the grass, his eyes hooded. He watches with what looks like pride as his packmate takes what he’s been waiting for. Every so often, a low rumble rolls out of him, and the gray one’s rhythm adjusts in answer.
The knot begins to swell.
The base of him catches at my folds on each withdrawal. He’s grinding now, short hard strokes, trying to seat it, his hands tightened on my thighs to the point where there will be bruises tomorrow. The knot finally pops inside me, and he comes.
He floods me until my body can’t hold anymore, and it gushes out around him.
He combs his claws through my hair as his hips jerk, and he comes again.
The dark one yips sharply, coming over to look me over.
He kneels to sniff where our bodies are locked together.
Then his tongue snakes out and laps at my swollen clit.
I come so hard I can’t breathe. I can only shake, gasping helplessly as he licks at me and my pussy clamps down on the knot. By the time he stops, tears are on my face, and I am whining for mercy. They ease me down to the ground, still locked around the cock stuffing me full.
We lay together in the grass, the gray wolf warm and solid beneath me and the other beside us keeping watch. One enormous arm drapes across my back. With a shaking sigh, I let my eyes fall closed and rest.