“Fuck.” He groaned, squeezing my ass hard. “It’s hard to explain.”
“Try.”
“I’ll pull out. It’s fine. Won’t matter.”
“You can barely—ahhh.” I gasped as he withdrew, then drove in hard. Whatever we’d been talking about no longer mattered, because he was fucking me—and it was so damn good.
My eyes shut with the insane hit of pleasure.
He tilted my head back. “Eyes open.” The growled command was too intense to ignore.
I opened them.
My bright red orbs locked with his glowing greens.
“I want you to knowexactlywho’s fucking you, Bloom. You’re mine. That’s all there is to it. Are we clear?”
I nodded.
He filled me again.
And again.
And again.
Until I was coming around his cock with a wave of pleasure so intense, I nearly screamed.
He snarled, driving into me harder and dragging out my climax as his cock swelled thicker. He pulled out in time to come all over my lower belly, still holding my weight up as he watched his release paint my abdomen.
Our chests heaved together, and our eyes locked again.
He adjusted his grip but didn’t let me down.“No knot yet.”
“I have no idea what that means,” I whispered.
His face reddened just slightly, and he gave me a small, reluctant grin. “You probably don’t want to.”
“Well now I’m curious. Tell me.”
“It’s a breeding thing for natural male wolves. Affects werewolves in human form, during breeding season. Or all of the time, with our bonded mate.”
“Okay.”
“The base of my cock will swell, to trap me and my release inside your body. Your muscles will contract automatically to hold the knot in place. It’s not as bad as it sounds. The pleasure will be… unbelievable.”
I blinked.
And blinked again.
“Okay,” I finally repeated. “I’m not sure how I feel about that, but I guess we’ll figure it out.”
“Nothing to worry about now.”
“Nope.”
He kissed me again, slower, before he filled me again. “Werewolves also don’t need much down time.”
“How much?”
