“Mor…” He whimpers.
“Show me how well you take all that sweet pain for me, baby.”
“Ohgod, Mor…” His eyes are locked on mine, pupils tightening to slits and then widening, ears lengthening, body shifting under my hands. His eyes roll back, and his moan is orgasmic as his body settles fully into the shift.
With a shake of my shoulders, I join him, and he’s so much smaller now as I tower over him. I breathe hard, his scent filling my head, turning me wild.
“Jamie,” I say, voice thickening with lust. “I need you to do one more thing for me. Can you do that?”
“Yes,” he breathes. “Anything.”
The growl starts deep in my chest. “Run.”
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JAMIE
I run as fast as I can, high on the thrill, leaping over logs and creeks and angling for the woods. The further I get, the crazier I’ll drive Morgan. And it’s the only thing I want more than her on top of me, inside of me.
My blood rushes as I think about it, and I stumble, swearing as I get my feet back under me. I know my scent draws Morgan right to me, especially now that my heat is rising.
I run into the wind, so I can’t tell how close Morgan is, or when she’ll—
She hits me from behind, claws digging deep into my shoulders as she tackles me.
I don’t have any more fight in me today—I need her claws, cock, fangs deep inside of me.
And Morgan knows it. She flips me over so she can see my face, then pushes my legs up and readies my ass with her tongue.
I cry out at the surge of pleasure, startling a nearby flock of birds that roosted for the night.
There’s no teasing this time, just focus and desire.
Her cock presses in, and she braces a hand by my shoulder while her other finds my throat. Her eyes lock onto mine.
With her broad, long-fingered hand wrapping my neck, I realize why I liked the pressure of the collar so much. But it was nothing compared tothis.
I cling to her wrist as she drives into me, each thrust pressing deeper. Every stroke brings new heights of ecstasy, of desperation. My cock spills across my stomach as a surge of inner slick lets her reach even deeper.
Pure fire and need blaze under my skin, the full moon and Morgan’s raging bonfire scent sending me spiraling deep into heat faster than I thought possible.
Morgan has never looked more raw, more human than she does with her pointed ears silhouetted in the moonlight, fangs glinting, muzzle pulled back, hope and fear whirling in her eyes, breath washing over me from her open-mouthed panting.
The base of my neck aches.
“Please…”
“Jamie…” Her voice is shaking, desperate.
“I’m yours…”
She moves her hand from my throat to brace against the ground, thrusting deeper and lowering towards me. Her knot swells, dragging through me, on the brink of tying.
“Jamie…” Her voice is almost a whine.
My head tips back, the pleasure too much to bear as Morgan pounds into me.
“Mor, please, fill me—”
