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“Are you ready for me?” He asked, his voice full of unshed emotion.

“Yes.”

He entered me slowly this time, in one long luxurious thrust. I moaned into the comforter beneath me. The new angle sent new sensations through my body, and I knew if he unleashed, I’d explode again in seconds.

“Has anyone ever fucked you like this before?” he asked, running his free hand over my ass.

I shook my head and shuddered as he pulled out leaving nothing but the tip of him inside me. His absence made my legs ache. Pushing back, I tried to urge him in again, but he chuckled, and pulled out completely, brushing his erection over my wet flesh. I whimpered.

“Tell me, Snow. I want to hear you,” he said, holding himself poised to thrust in again.

“No, no one has ever fucked me like this,” I said, angling my head until I could see the shadow of him looming over me. “Never like this.”

“To many human boys not living up to the task?” He asked, his voice breathless as he sank in an inch.

“Mmmm, Jamie.” I gasped, pulling against the hold he had on my wrists.

“Are you ever going to let another human boy fail you like that again? Would you let another wolf?” He asked.

“No,” I gasped. I knew in my gut he wasn’t asking to tease me. His question was primal. He wanted to be the one I wanted. In that moment, he needed me to be his, and I was. I couldn’t imagine anyone else in my bed, I couldn’t imagine anyone else holding onto me the way he was.

He smacked my ass hard with his free hand, and thrust himself inside me hard enough that our hips slapped together. He ground into me for a second and then his weight was there at my back, pressing me down into the mattress. His arm slid around my front, and he pulled me upright until I was sitting impaled on his lap, my back pressed to his chest. He curled one hand around my breasts, and the other around my throat as he put his mouth to my ear, whispering, “Be mine, Snow.”

I closed my eyes overcome by the sensation of him grinding his hips up into me. “Yes. Yes….Yes.”

He started to move holding me against him, pinning me in place, fucking up into me. I reached blindly for him, scratching my nails over his scalp, pulling on his hair.

He grunted and growled with the effort it took to have me this way, and I felt him tensing.

“Come for me again,” he growled. “Come with me.”

The plea in his voice was enough, my body shook, and my eyes rolled back in my head, as he held me tight, riding out his own release. His hips stopped moving after a while, and his grip loosened on my neck.

“Eve,” he gasped.

I turned my head and found his mouth. I kissed him softly and smiled. “Jamie.”

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