Total pages in book: 144
Estimated words: 137871 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 689(@200wpm)___ 551(@250wpm)___ 460(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 137871 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 689(@200wpm)___ 551(@250wpm)___ 460(@300wpm)
His length noticeably swelled inside of her. She inhaled sharply. She was full, pinned beneath his weight, impaled by his length, and something was locking them together. “What’s happening?”
“It’s as I told you. The knotting. Breathe through it, and your body will adjust.”
She couldn’t move. They were one. He held her completely at his mercy.
Leaning forward, he kissed her gently, breaking away as a guttural groan escaped his throat and his head tipped back. His muscular body shivered as his rigid cock pulsed inside of her.
His grip tightened on her arms as his seed filling her. He tried to thrust, but there was little give with their bodies knotted as they were so they merely rocked as one. When he pinched her nipple, all the pressure inside of her burst outward in a wash of white light.
She gasped as waves of pleasure spilled over her. He jerked her forward, claiming her mouth with a possessive kiss. She felt small and cherished, cradled in his arms and protected by his strength. Then he sagged into her, his face nuzzling into the curve of her shoulder with a satisfied sigh.
She tried to move but he stilled her efforts.
“You can’t,” he said, trailing a hand down her arm. “The knotting will last for some time, so my seed can take root.”
“We’re stuck like this?”
He chuckled. “It’s not a bad way to pass time.” His nuzzled her ear and whispered, “We’re far from finished, Grace. Maybe immortals are done in an hour, but wolves are not.” He rolled to his back and took her with him.
Every movement caused a response inside of her. They were locked together, his body swollen to the point that she felt his absolute, undeniable possession of her.
He adjusted her knees, positioning her the way one might mount a horse. His hand flattened over her soft belly just beneath her ribs. “Do you feel me here?”
She shivered, her breath slightly unsteady. “I feel you everywhere.”
“What about here?” He dragged his touch lower, strumming his thumb over the tiny bud of her sex and she gasped. He smirked. “You like when I touch you here.”
“Yes…”
He pulled her hips forward then pushed her back, so that she rocked over him. “Move like this, Grace. Can you do that for me?”
She concentrated on repeating the motion as his fingers teased her, rubbing and pressing until she was eagerly rocking into him.
“That’s it.” He bucked his hips, lifting them slightly off the bed.
She lurched forward, clutching his chest for balance.
“Yes, lean into me. I’ve got you.”
Reminded of how deeply he was embedded inside of her body, she believed he was right.
“We’re truly one, now, Grace. No one else will ever know you as intimately as I.” He continued to tease that pleasant little bud and pleasure built like a combustible flame inside of her. She closed her eyes, rocking as the building pressure consumed her.
“Let it out.” He rubbed faster, applying more pressure and she practically screamed at the sweet release.
He bucked his hips. Pulling her onto his chest and holding her tightly as he pounded upward. She surrendered to his hold, allowing him this moment to use her body as he liked so that she could process the aftershocks of pleasure. Little tingles of sensation teased her everywhere. Her knees, her spine, and even her skull. There was no single place on her body that she did not feel him.
His wild bucking eventually slowed and they simply lay together in the aftermath of so many new feelings. He brushed her tangled hair away from her face.
“You okay in there?” he teased, trying to work his way through her messy waves. She was going to have a vicious time combing through such knots.
“I’m lovely,” she purred.
The pressure had turned into decadent pain and then—nothing. Though the knotting subsided, she was at ease with him buried inside of her. Weightless and hollow, floating in the ether of some unknown plane far above the clouds but still safely in his arms.
His chuckle was expected. “Good. Then we can do it again.”
Awareness slammed into her as he toppled her onto her back, his hips rutting hard and fast as he pumped into her with relentless speed. The pleasure returned and would not abate as he pushed her higher and higher.
She was a raindrop far above the earth falling into infinity. She never wanted to land. She only wanted this…this…this endless nothingness of euphoric bliss.
Her mind went blank until only her subconscious existed amongst the rainbow of pleasant sensations beaming through her. No pain. No worry. Only pleasure and a sense of true belonging.
She was a passenger. Free of thought and clear of any pressure to make decisions. He had total control.
She smiled against his lips as he softly kissed her. It was as if they’d kissed this way a thousand times before.