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I slightly push him off me and he understands immediately, allowing me to take the lead. He rolls onto his back, and I climb on top of him, rubbing my tingling pussy against his massive, hard member. Grayden lets out a guttural sound, and I bite my lower lip. Even with our clothes on, he feels so good between my legs that I could finish right here and now.
I teasingly rub myself against him back and forth, before gesturing to him to sit up. We quickly tear off each other’s shirts, jackets, and everything else, including the flimsy layers of protection that would be our underwear. His boxers have a damp spot on them, nearly matching my own soaking stain left by my arousal.
Without taking his eyes off me, Grayden’s fingers found their way down along my clit, teasing me and making me shudder with pleasure. I lift myself on my knees, inviting him further. He doesn’t need to be told twice, and gently moves his fingers to the entrance of my pussy, playing with my lower lips.
“Grayden,” I moan his name, begging for more, mixing with the pleasure already received.
Two can play this game. I move my hand between us, between our sweating bodies, and lower it until I reach what I’m looking for. I wrap my hand around his hard member, gently stroking it and slowly gaining speed.
“You have to stop,” he warns, his voice thick and heavy.
“Or what?” I challenge, sounding just as breathless and overcome with the powerful sensations his fingers are inflicting on me.
Instead of replying, Grayden pulls his hands away from my now dripping wet pussy and lays flat on his back, pulling me on top of him. He grabs his big throbbing cock, guiding it toward the entrance of my pussy as I slowly sit down on top of him, eagerly welcoming it with my lower lips’ kiss.
When I straighten my back, Grayden reaches up for my breasts as I begin to ride him. He gives both of my breasts equal attention, rubbing, massaging, and cupping them in his hands. I move my hips back and forth, up and down, riding him like it’s the last time we’ll ever get to do this, which could very well be.
“I want to taste your nipples,” he growls, the sound guttural and demanding.
I obey, lowering my upper body and putting my weight on my hands on each side of his head. Grayden puts his mouth on my nipples, sucking each of them and teasing them with the heat of his tongue. As he does that, the muscles on his toned stomach tighten, moving as he thrusts his hips upwards and deep inside me. He buries his face between my perky breasts with a guttural groan as he rides and fucks me through his own orgasm, filling me up with shot after shot of his massive load. We both writhe against each other in a shared ecstasy.
But we aren’t finished yet. Without him pulling his cock out, we turn over with him on top and he begins thrusting in and out of me, barely losing any of his thick hardness. I moan softly at first but more loudly as he begins banging into me, burying his cock to the hilt deep into my pussy. I thrust my hips up, catching the rhythm of his movement. My fingers rub my aching clit, tripling the sensations.
Without stopping, Grayden kisses my lips, my neck, my collarbone. He groans against me, the vibrations making me shudder.
“Fuck, Helia,” he whispers, his voice hoarse and thick. “You feel amazing.”
He buries his face in my shoulder, his movements getting more frantic as he moves toward a second orgasm. I heard about this before, but I never met a guy who’s able to do it. I don’t know if it’s a wolf thing, or he’s one of the rare exceptions that are able to ejaculate more than once without losing the hardness. Either way, I don’t care because I’m on cloud fucking nine.
I’m not too far from finishing myself. I can’t tell if the wetness on my flower-patterned sheets is from me, him, or both of us. My wetness is just as eagerly pouring out of me, making him slide easily in and out as he thrusts his hips back and forth.
I can’t hold back anymore and dig my nails deep into his back when my first, second, or even third orgasm takes a hold of me. I’ve been feeling way too much and too strong to be sure.
“There you go, baby,” he groans. “Come for me.”
And I do. I would even if he hadn’t asked me to. My orgasm is so intense that I reflexively press my mouth against his shoulder to muffle my moaning scream. My entire body contracts and I convulse in his arms, trembling and shuddering. Without realizing it, I’m digging my nails into his back as well as sinking my teeth into his shoulder. Grayden takes it all and fucks me through my orgasm, riding me through it to the other side.
The sensation of my pussy tightening around his cock must’ve been so intense for him because, in the next moment, he thrusts into me with the strength of a wolf—hard, powerful, and raw—burying his cock as deep inside me as it goes, filling me with the last drops of his load.
As each of our orgasms subside, we slowly disentangle and lay down together. He pulls me into his arms, and I rest on his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat. I don’t want to move, afraid that it will break the moment. I don’t want this to end. I don’t want us to be on the opposite sides of the shore, wanting to swim toward each other, but the river’s just too wide and wild.
“What are you thinking about?” Grayden asks, his chest raising with every breath he takes.
“This. Us,” I reply honestly.
“I want this,” he admits, his voice barely audible. It sounds like even he is surprised by his admission. Sensing that he has more to say, I prop myself up with my chin on his chest to look at him. “I’ve never been in a relationship before. Fuck, I’ve never been with the same woman twice until now.”
I raise my brows in surprise. It’s not like I expected him to be a virgin, but with the skill and stamina that he showcased in bed, it’s not a stretch to guess that he’s been with a lot of people.
“I shouldn’t have said it this way. I didn’t mean to make it sound like that,” he says quickly, stumbling over his words. “What I’m trying to say is that I’m not good at this. I don’t know how to do emotions and feelings. I never had to show up for a person, but I want to be there for you. I never had to fight for someone, but everything in me is screaming to go to war for you. Or, well, end the war before it starts.”
“I know what you mean,” I tell him, sparing him from trying to explain something that he doesn’t yet understand. “If it makes you feel any better, I’m pretty sure we’re in the same boat.”
His face lights up and his dark eyes soften. His lips curl up into a relieved smile. I reach up and gently rub his stubble. He turns his head to the side to kiss the inside of my palm.
“We’ll be outcasts,” he whispers. “They’ll never accept us.”
“There’s always a chance,” I reply, my brows furrowing as I cling to the idea. “We need to come up with a way for the war to end before it even begins. We need to make sure that our centuries-old feud doesn’t claim even more innocent victims. It’s archaic and downright wrong. The witches and the wolves have evolved. We have to make them see that. They must understand that we don’t need to be enemies. We can all live together. Peace is possible.”
