"Please, please, please." Each slap of our bodies brought me that much closer to heaven.
Sebastian's cock swelled inside me, making me feel even more full. "I'm so close, baby," he whispered as hishand dropped to my cock. "Come with me, okay? I don't want to do this alone."
His words confused me, but then the sheer joy overtook me, sweeping me over the edge into an intense orgasm. My body clamped around his cock, which felt like it expanded even more as he shot his load into me.
Still struggling to regain my breath, I grunted a laugh when I felt the condom break.
CHAPTER 13
SEBASTIAN
I should have pulledout the moment I heard the condom pop like an overstuffed balloon, but my cock had other ideas. It kept swelling. And swelling. I worried my skin would burst the same way the condom did.
Gunnar and I were stuck together. I rolled onto my side, dragging him with me, his ass still flush against my hips.
"What's going on?" he asked. "Does this always happen?"
"Never."
He rolled his hips from side to side and groaned. "Why does it still feel so good? My cock is still hard." He whined like feeling good was a bad thing.
I kissed and licked the back of his neck, where his delicious scent was strongest. He tasted like sunflowers and sage. It should have clashed with the scent of fresh cinnamon rolls still wafting to me from the table where we'd left them. Instead, I found it, and him, irresistible.
My wolf wanted to bite him. Gently, I sank my blunt teeth into the meaty flesh of his shoulder, and he bucked against me.
"Claim," he whispered.
"Claim,"my wolf answered."Bite. Claim."
My wolf wanted me to shift and bite Gunnar with his sharp teeth.
"No," I said aloud, more to stop the voices from echoing in my head. "I don't want to hurt you."
"I don't think you could," he said. "I've never been this turned on. I already came three times today, but I think I could go again." He turned his head to meet my gaze. Sweat beaded on his forehead and dripped from his hair. "Fuck me, Sebastian. You're already squeezing my prostate so hard."
It sounded painful, but from the way his eyes hooded when he rocked himself on the bulge inside him, he enjoyed it. So did I. His slight movements sparked pleasure through every nerve ending in my body. I'd just come, too, but I could come again if he kept rocking like that.
Still, I couldn't continue without reassuring him. "I haven't been with anyone since … " It was hard to remember the last time I'd had sex, especially with Gunnar grinding against me and making feral noises. "The Christmas party last year," I remembered. "I've been tested since then, so the condom …"
"I had a hookup the night before we boarded the cruise," he said. "We used condoms, though."
My wolf howled with jealousy. It took every ounce of willpower not to howl with him. Gunnar and I had been adversaries at best. I had no claim on him then.
My wolf seemed to think I did now. He found his way to the surface of my consciousness. My jaw ached as my teeth elongated. Before I could second-guess or stop him, I bit into the thin skin where Gunnar's shoulder connected to his neck.
He squirmed and cried out, but it didn't sound like pain. I palmed his cock and found it warm and sticky with another round of cum.
"What are you doing to me?" he asked. "That feels amazing."
Oh, fuck. I bit him. My face returned to normal like it had never happened, but the blood dripping from the wound said otherwise. I licked his already healed shoulder and then stared at it in disbelief. Jagged teeth marks indicated where I'd broken the skin, but they were already scarred over, like I'd done it months ago.
"Sebastian?"
"Hmm?"
"Why do I hear your wolf's voice in my head?"
For once, I couldn't. "What's he saying?"
