Total pages in book: 182
Estimated words: 171176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 856(@200wpm)___ 685(@250wpm)___ 571(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 171176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 856(@200wpm)___ 685(@250wpm)___ 571(@300wpm)
“Eyes on me,” he commanded. “I will always protect you.” He inched my dress down. “Even in the hard times, I will love you, unconditionally.” He pushed the dress over the swell of my hips until it fell the rest of the way. I now stood nude with him in front of all these people. “I will choose you, every day, for the rest of my life.”
Before I could reciprocate, he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me to him. His lips fastened on mine, deep and delving, his tongue sweeping through. He pulled my body to his, moving his hands along my skin and then reaching between my thighs, feeling my readiness.
“That’s right, baby,” he said in a voice soaked with sin. “Let’s see how you taste.”
Like the first time we were ever together, before we ever knew each other, he lay down in the dirt, pulling my pussy over his face and sucking me in. I groaned, gyrating against his lips, feeling his hand come up and his fingers delve within me. He curved them expertly; he’d been great the first time, but now he knew exactly what I liked and how firm I wanted it. He stroked me as he sucked in pulses, rolling his tongue around and working his fingers. I groaned louder, then louder still, already taken right to the edge.
He yanked my hips away, leaving me on that edge. I mewed out my displeasure as he positioned me over his cock.
“Rub against that hard dick, baby,” he said. “Get it all slick.”
I worked my hips while bringing his hand up to my breast. He rolled my nipples in that way I liked, sending pleasure right down to my core. It wasn’t enough to get me off, though. His dark chuckle said he knew that.
He sat up slowly, one hand on my back and the other running up my belly to my cheek, making me arch backward so that he held all my weight. So that he was in control. Keeping me there, he sucked a nipple as he slid his hand back down, his fingers landing on either side of my clit so he could rub me just a little bit. He was making me crazy.
“Please, Weston,” I begged, suspended, at his mercy. “Please, I need your cock. I need to come.”
Still, he rubbed as he teased my nipples. The pressure to climax was unbelievably intense. He ran his lips just under my breasts, from one side to the other, then back to my nipple.
I begged again, trying to gyrate but unable to in this position. And then he sucked hard on my nipple while squeezing my clit and setting me off.
“Ho-ly fuck!” I screamed out my release as my whole body shook.
He pulled my upper body against him, positioned me above him, and then slammed me down onto his cock.
I rocked my hips as he bounced me, his cock going in deep, already starting to swell.
“You’re going to take my knot like a good girl,” he told me, his voice vibrating through my body.
“Yes, Alpha,” I purred. I ran my fingers through his hair.
“You’re going to come on it, over and over until your legs feel like jelly, and then we’re going to shift so my wolf can take his turn.”
My wolf shivered within me, suddenly incredibly impatient.
“Isn’t that right?” He shook me just a little.
“Yes, Alpha,” I replied wantonly.
We worked against each other, his movements getting smaller the bigger his cock got. I twisted and turned, working my clit, still rocking.
“I love you, Weston,” I told him, clinging to his shoulders, my lips against his neck. “You are the greatest man I have ever known, and an impeccable alpha. I’ve struggled with fear and uncertainty all my life, but with you, I don’t crave walls or borders. With you I feel safe in a way I didn’t know was possible. I will choose you, every day, for the rest of my life and beyond.”
He pulled my head back so that he could kiss me as our bodies created the most glorious friction.
“Claim me now, Little Wolf,” he told me, love and desire burning brightly in those beautiful gray eyes. “Make me yours. Ruin me for anyone else.”
My heart surged, and I did just that, sinking my teeth into him and allowing the magic to come naturally. It wound through us, around us, in us, and then a strange new feeling took over. A delightful, tranquil sort of feeling that carried with it an enormous punch of pleasure.
I cried his name as I shook against him. Weston shuddered as well. We immediately started to build again, and it felt like flower petals descended upon us. Another heartbeat thudded in my chest, pounding once, twice, and then seeming to merge with mine.
I backed off to see his face. His eyes were liquid metal, so open, so soaked with love.