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Don’t mark her. Don’t mark her, I remind myself.
To slow down, I dive onto my back, keeping our bodies connected, so she can ride me now. I grip her hips and do the work for her, lifting her up and down over my rock-hard cock, then forward and back.
She throws her head back, her long coppery hair shimmering in the lamplight. Her ripe breasts shift with each bounce.
“Beautiful,” I growl. “Beautiful little human. You drive me fucking mad.”
Her gaze returns from the ceiling to my face. “Do I?” There’s an interesting, almost shifter-like glint of light to her eyes. They’ve darkened. Rounded. Like she loves knowing she has power over me.
She’s all goddess again. The powerful, beautiful female responsible for my daily torture.
I’m blinded again, my eye muscles burning through my skull.
“Insane,” I mutter. I’m incapable of denying it. Incapable of denying her anything.
“Abe.” Her hand cradles the side of my face, and the pain immediately dissipates. “Can you see?”
I blink and nod. “I see you. Always you.”
She rocks over me, slowly now. Undulating like a belly dancer.
I watch, transfixed. She squeezes her own breasts, rolls her hips. Then she finds a rhythm she likes. A place where the head of my cock rolls over an inner ridge inside her. She rubs faster. Braces her hands on my shoulders to go at it. I help, urging her hips forward with my hands on her ass.
Her internal muscles squeeze around my cock. Her inner thighs shake against my hips. She cries out–no, screams–as she comes. She holds still, squeezing and releasing around my cock. Then rocks a little and comes some more.
I wet the pad of my thumb with my tongue and bring it to her clit. When I rub, she screams again, bucking and squeezing in a complete loss of control.
The moment she’s done, I throw her to her back and pound into her. My canines are long, but I keep my mouth closed, keep my torso upright, so I won’t lean over and sink my teeth into her flesh to forever mark her.
I slam into her, harder than I should. I have to hold her shoulder to keep her head from smashing into the headboard. She whines and mewls beneath me. It’s too much–I know it is–but I can’t dial back my aggression. Can’t slow down.
Only Lauren could stop me now, and she’s as far in the throes as I am.
I close my eyes as lightning streaks across my vision.
“Fuck…yes!” I shout. The pain in my head intensifies, but I don’t care. I come. I come, and I come inside her right before I black out entirely.
Lauren
Abe’s eyelids flicker when he comes, and then–suddenly–he’s on top of me, his heavy body covering mine like one of those weighted blankets.
I panic at first, trying to push 200 plus pounds of solid muscle off, so I can see his face and make sure he’s okay.
I can’t budge him from me at all, but I feel the movement of his breath against my chest.
“Abe?” I force myself to remain calm and lightly stroke the back of his neck with my fingertips.
He jerks and shakes himself, as if startled awake, and pushes up on his hands, easing out of me. “Oh fuck, Lauren, are you all right?”
I let out a relieved laugh. “Me?”
“What happened?” Abe looks shaken. “I didn’t bite you, did I?”
“Bite me?” Now that he says it, I remember thinking his teeth looked particularly wolf-like when he came. Not creepy, like that vampire’s, but very canine-like. “No. Why would you bite me?”
He shakes his head.
Outside, in the distance, a wolf howls. Then others join it, rising to a crescendo like a pack celebrating a fresh kill.
