Page 94 of Rafe

Skylar cried out in ecstasy as Rafe plunged a finger inside her tight hole. She arched her body as he delivered a powerful thrust, her orgasm crashing over her.

“Ahhh,” she gasped as he flipped her onto her back, her body quivering with pleasure.

She cried in pleasure as he pumped inside her tight core, pressing into her with slow deliberate strokes. She arched her hips, meeting each powerful thrust.

Never taking his eyes off hers, his fangs descended. Baring her neck, she submitted.

“Bite me.” As the words left her lips, Skylar’s heart raced in anticipation.

“Mine,” Rafe growled as he struck.

“Yes, oh God…” Seized by ripples of ecstasy, she lost her words, coming hard as he claimed her as his.

Rafe drank, tasting her sweet healing nectar as he made love to her. Skylar quivered in pleasure underneath him, her body pulsing with each possessive thrust. Her explosive orgasm rocked through her in a final shattering release.

In a frenzy of simultaneous climax, Rafe stiffened, exploding his seed deep inside her. He groaned as he released her neck, pressing his lips to hers.

Rafe consumed her, devouring her in a devastating kiss. Never in her life had she experienced anyone like Rafe. Skylar’s heart bloomed with emotion, aware her universe would never be the same without him in her life. For this one moment, she’d relent, submitting to the pure happiness of loving him. My Alpha.

Skylar smiled, content in Rafe’s arms. Instead of falling asleep, they’d talked for hours about everything and nothing. Healed, he brushed his lips to her head, trailing his fingertips over her skin.

“If you were any supernatural, what would you be?” Rafe asked.

“I don’t know.” Skylar giggled and squirmed against him, with her leg wrapped over his. Her inner thigh brushed his cock, her body still ripe with awareness and arousal.

“Hmm…. are you ready to go again?”

“All night, every day.” Though an impossibility, they spoke to each other as if the moment would never end.

“No, seriously. I didn’t get to choose, but if you did?” he pressed.

“I don’t know. Maybe an orca. I do love my family,” she mused.

“A lioness?”

“No, I think maybe I’d be a raven or a crow,” she confessed. “I want to fly. And have my own murder.”

“All right, all right. The lady has made her choice.”

Skylar smiled as his fingers teased over her breast.

“I told you my dad, my grandfather…they all just had this kind of special thing with the crows. They’re cool. They’re not like any other bird. They have families and a community and I like that.”

“It fits with your vibe.”

“They’re also very clever. Did you know they can fly faster than wolves can run? I could fly ahead of you and warn you of danger. We’d make a good team,” she mused.

“And after defeating our enemies, we’ll come home and I’ll make a fire and cook you dinner.”

“And fuck me senseless.”

“But of course. Before and after dinner.”

“As you should.” Skylar laughed, shoving reality to the back of her mind.

“Where do you usually run? I’d want to see all the animals.”

“I have a cabin in Wyoming. Tons of property to run free. We’ll see the bison. Bighorn sheep. The only ones you’ve gotta watch out for are the humans.”