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How is it that this girl feels so good without me even being inside her?

Groaning against her lips, I pull back, letting my own hands sprawl across her chest. They glide their way down her smooth stomach, coming to a stop at the button on her jeans. She lifts herself, allowing me to pull them off of her more easily.

With nothing left between us, I reposition, sliding myself against her slickness. Sumner is always ready for me, her arousal feeding my own. It’s stronger than any potion. More potent than any drug. She adds smoke to the inferno beneath my skin, then takes it all away with a single look.

A blessing. A curse.

My whole fucking purpose.

I tangle my free hand through her long hair, shoving myself inside her. Sumner inhales sharply, adjusting to the pressure of my thick cock stretching her walls. She’s always so tight, barely fitting me in. But when we do connect like this, it’s like two sides of a pairing puzzle. An exact match. Sumner was made for me, physically and every other way there is.

“I hate you,” she breathes.

Hate is the strongest emotion I’ve ever known. I’ve felt it for her. For myself. For my uncle. This, though, it’s so much stronger.

“Yeah? Do you hate when I’m buried deep inside you?” I ask, pressing into her again.

She moans, arching her back. “Yes.”

My own breathing hitches as her stomach tightens. “Tell me how much you hate it.”

Sumner grabs my upper arms, pushing me to the side so she can climb on top. I let her, sliding her back onto me, and she begins to roll her hips against mine.

I focus on the flesh of her neck. My perfect stray looks even more appetizing while she’s bouncing up and down on my dick. It has been too damn long since I’ve sank my teeth into her, and that vein is just begging for me to take a bite.

She notices me eyeing it and places her wrist to my mouth, inviting me to help myself to what I so desperately need. Her blood is warm, burning my tongue with the sweet intoxication that is only her.

I lick, suck, tasting all of her.

Before I’m ready, she pulls her arm away, bringing the still dripping wrist to her lips, smearing it over her chin and across her cheek. A line of blood trickles down her skin. It trails over her chest, curving with the swell of her breast.

Holy fuck. If there was a way to make me harder, she’s just figured it out.

The sharp contrast of the deep red against her pale skin is like rose petals lying across a sandy beach, and she is the rogue wave, always pulling me back for more.

Lifting onto my hands, I sweep my tongue across her nipple, dragging my teeth against the pebbled flesh.

Soft whimpers fall from Sumner’s lips. She pushes me back, pressing down on my chest as she gyrates faster.

Sumner wants to be in control, to be the one directing the motions. I’ll let her. For now. Only because it is so incredibly hot watching her take what she wants from me.

I think back to the wolf. Had he also had her? It shouldn’t matter, but a possessive wave flows through me at the thought. The human is mine. Mine to feed on, mine to look out for, mine to please.

Watching her mouth part, I sit up again, wrapping my arms around her back. She tilts her head to the side, offering the pretty flesh of her neck. My lips hover before I let my teeth pierce the skin. I lick the blood that trickles from the punctures, then wrap my lips around them, drinking what only she can provide me.

She pants, rocking over me harder. I have to break away to catch my breath.

“Did you fuck Josten?”

The corners of her lips lift. “Would that make you mad?”

Exceedingly.

I grip her hair, pulling her head back, then whisper, “I wouldn’t care if you screwed the entire pack. But they must not have satisfied you very well.”

“Why do you say that?”

“You’re in my bed, riding my dick.”