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I grinned. “Yes, baby. So good. Such a good girl. You deserve a treat.”

Gibberish met my ears, making me shake with laughter as I shucked my pants and briefs to the ground. My cock plopped out and smacked my stomach, commanding her attention in its rock-hard glory.

“Goddess,” she groaned.

My smile grew. “If you prefer to call him that, sure.”

She pushed away from the tree and cupped my shaft with both hands, dragging a gruff moan from my lips. “Wow, you’re just—” She stroked my length while tracing the tip with her finger. “—beautiful.”

I caressed her face while she stroked me, totally hypnotized by her focus on my cock. Never had a woman treated me like this. It was such an unknown feeling that it nearly drove me back to my knees.

All I wanted to do was slam into her. But what overrode that desire was my need to drag this out. We had to take our time. We had to savor this.

Only the goddess knew if it would ever happen again.

I held her chin loosely. “Do you want to put Daddy in your mouth?”

“Oh, I really do.”

She dropped to the ground without another word, eagerly swallowing the tip of my cock with a loud groan. As she consumed my length, I held her chin tenderly, encouraging her with heated whispers to take her time. Big guys like me were used to having to guide women through the process of sucking us off. But Regina was a quick learner.

And she was eager to be good.

As her hand encompassed my girth, she bobbed up and down, skillfully soaking every inch of my cock with saliva. The slickness allowed her to slurp faster as her hand accompanied her mouth. She created a tunnel with her other hand as she worked on the head, making my knees wobble under her dedicated care.

I sifted my fingers through her hair and grabbed a chunk, pausing her rhythm. “Fuck, you’re a good girl for Daddy. Now lay down. I want to blow your back out.”

She whimpered while rolling back and holding her thighs apart. I fell between her thighs and sloppily teased her slit with the tip of my cock. The way her arousal slicked my entry turned me into an animal, rousing growls from me that I swore only happened in my wolf form. Her hands rested on my shoulders as she wrapped her legs around my waist, tugging me the rest of the way.

My eyes bulged. She had fully sheathed me with her warmth, her wet lips twitching around the base of my cock as she shuddered under me. I bowed over her and planted my elbows into the cool earth, hovering inches from her lips. “Baby, too fast.”

“I know. I just—”

When I pulled back a half inch, she gasped.

“Easy,” I commanded, “and just relax—Good girl—That’s it—”

Pulling back was the hard part with her being so tight. But once she relinquished control, her tunnel released me, allowing me to rear back for another firm thrust. My good girl hummed and whined at the same time, the sound trailing into a giggle that turned back into a surprised mewl.

Every thrust made it harder to control myself. And every plunge just seemed to make her want more. The moment she adjusted to my girth, she hugged me close and rolled her hips, matching my thrusts with hard bucks that made me snap. Fervent thrusts erupted next, turning me into a piston engine that refused to stop. She squeaked higher as her legs tightened around me, and then growled into my ear as she squeezed her arms around my neck.

The next few seconds were a feverish blur. I plowed her until her groans were completely scrambled, then railed myself into a frenzy. I pulled out at the last second and unleashed my seed on her inner thigh, enjoying the way it looked in the moonlight on her skin. Such slick beauty deserved praise and attention. Her whole body needed to be worshipped, kissed, rubbed.

But I was spent. She was tired. We had to get back to the cottage before we were discovered buck-naked at the edge of this meadow.

One more, I thought. Just one more.

Always one more—because I always got what I wanted.

Chapter 12 - Regina

Why did it feel so bad to get what I wanted?

It wasn’t like anyone was going to die or suffer extreme bodily harm from having sex with Eric. Emotional damage might come of it, but couldn’t it be healed later? He enjoyed what we did together, the evidence of that staining my inner thigh. As I wiped away the white glob and delivered it to the river in front of me, I sighed.

What was I thinking?

Water rushed along the riverbank's edge, picking up speed a way down to the right, where it forked into two separate paths leading into the forest. The cool night air swept over my sweaty neck. I bowed toward the river to gather water into my hands and held it cupped in my palms.

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