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“Breathe out slowly, sweetheart,” he murmured, “and bear down on me.”

The tip started nudging inside. Heart pounding, I obeyed and flushed hot at the sensation. I didn’t really want to say what it felt like, because it would definitely ruin the moment. Seb’s cockhead made slow progress at first, until it suddenly slid past the ring of muscle in a rush.

I gasped, hot and cold shivers racing over my entire body. There was a brief moment of discomfort, but no true pain. I was suddenly grateful for how much time he’d taken to prepare me. The hint of an ache hovered at the edges, but he went still, giving me time to adjust.

“Are you okay, Lark?” he asked quietly.

I nodded, clutching my cock tightly in my fist. “Uh-huh. Yeah. It just… feels kinda weird.”

“It will at first.” He rubbed a soothing hand over my thigh. “If you don’t start to enjoy it, we’ll stop.”

“Okay,” I breathed, because right now I couldn’t tell whether I’d enjoy it or not.

Then Seb tunnelled his cock an inch deeper, before slowly retreating a tiny amount. I automatically clenched around him as a shaky breath escaped me. A hoarse sound rumbled up his throat, and he looked down to watch as he pushed inside deeper, then a bit more on the next slow thrust of his hips.

I was trembling all over, still a little too in my own head to truly register the sensations. Releasing my dick, I struggled up onto my elbows so I could look down and watch his cock sink inside me.

The visual did it. Suddenly, my brain was connecting Seb’s dick to the feel of a thick length tunnelling inside me, marrying the two things together. Hot pleasure stabbed through my lower body as I watched and felt him moving inside me, so hard and hot.

“Fuck,” I breathed, unable to tear my gaze from the sight of his cock slowly sliding in and out of me.

“How does it feel?” Seb asked, sounding a little anxious.

I nodded quickly, tongue darting out to wet my lips. “Good.” Reaching down, I started stroking my cock again and shuddered at the dual sensations. “R-really good.”

My brows pinched with pleasure as I watched him sink all the way up to his knot. A moan escaped me when I felt that bulge pressing against my stretched rim, but then he was pulling back out, only to slide deep again.

“Oh fuck,” I breathed, lying back down, still pumping my cock. “Y-yeah, it feels good. It feels so good, Seb.”

A tight groan escaped him as he grasped my hips, getting a slow rhythm going. I could feel his length brushing my prostate, sending little waves of soft pleasure pulsing through my ass and tightening my balls. Seb shuddered, his big arms and shoulders bulging with tension. Soon, my hips were moving against his, rocking me on and off his length and sliding my cock through my fist.

He let out a broken groan as his grip tightened on my hips. “Fuck, Lark.”

“Mmm.” I started pumping my fist faster over my length, spreading my knees as wide as possible. “C-can you… go faster?”

Another guttural groan left him as he leaned forward, resting his palms on the mattress either side of me and allowing his hips to move more freely. His thrusts increased in speed, his cock gliding smoothly inside me, so hard and thick and hot. I looked down again, my breaths shallowing even more as I watched him move—watched the way his stomach muscles tightened with every thrust, saw how his nipples were stiff in response to the sensations he was experiencing, witnessed his huge biceps bulging and straining as he held himself up.

“Seb,” I moaned, my free hand shooting up to fumble with the nape of his neck and tug him down so I could kiss him.

He groaned into my mouth, breathing hard as he fucked me with increasingly faster and firmer thrusts. I shuddered, plunging my tongue feverishly into his mouth. My legs wound around his hips, and I wanted to smile when I felt his wolf tail against my ankles, but I was too busy kissing him.

Seb broke the kiss and looked down, panting against my cheek as he uncurled my fingers from around my cock and replaced them with his own. I moaned, tightening my legs around his waist as I gripped his wide back, feeling the muscles shifting under skin.

“You’re so hard,” he murmured against my lips. “You like the feel of my dick inside you, Lark?”

“Mmm.” I tipped my head back into the pillow, eyes squeezing shut as the pleasure grew and grew, pulsing through my ass and into my balls, racing along my cock.

“You like me fucking you, sweetheart?” Seb rasped, drawing an unsteady gasp from me.

“Y-yes,” I whimpered, fingers digging into hot skin. “Yeah, Seb. I l-love it. It feels so—”

A strained moan tore from me when I felt his lips and tongue on my neck, his fast breaths heating my skin. His soft hair brushed my chin and jaw, and I turned my head to bury my nose in it, inhaling his scent.

Soon Seb was groaning against my neck as he rocked into me faster, his big body shuddering with pleasure. But he still took the time to ask, his voice breathless and hoarse, “Are you okay, Lark?”

“Yes,” I croaked immediately, the bliss pumping through my ass growing stronger, my lower body heating with pleasure and my cock painfully stiff as it slid through his fist. I could tell Seb was still being careful, holding himself back, so I pleaded, “Faster, Seb.”

He shuddered, lifting himself up on one arm to gaze down at me, his eyes gleaming like deep amber honey. He started thrusting his cock into me faster, until the sound of our skin colliding was a rapid tempo, making me gasp and clutch onto his muscular forearm.