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His tongue circled my entrance, and his breath on the damp skin was cool. "And I’m saying, you'll take as many orgasms as I choose to give you."
I tried to squeeze his head between my legs, but he just laughed, pinning my thighs open with his elbows. The pussy-lashing with his tongue was on the border now between pleasure and pain as he pushed me relentlessly toward another orgasm.
He must have known it was coming, because his gaze was on my face even as his fingers dug into my hips, has is tongue flicked my clit over and over again. I rocked my hips, grinding against his mouth. He growled against me, the sound vibrating against my clit. My orgasm broke and rolled on and on, until I was moaning, clawing at the sheets, pulling his hair. He just held me tight, his mouth still pressed between my thighs, as I came.
"Good girl," he breathed against my thigh as he finally released me. I looked down at him, studying that dark hair, the hard lines of his face. "Now get on your knees for me. I might finally cum in that tight pussy of yours."
Although he'd given me an order, he didn't wait to let me follow it. Stone was too demanding for that. He rolled me onto my stomach and grabbed my hips, lifting me up onto my knees and positioning me exactly how he wanted me.
His hands slid over my ass, tracing circles around my thighs, teasing me. One hand returned to cup my ass and squeezed tightly, making me moan. The other hand slid lower and found my wet, throbbing core. His thumb slid over my clit and made me cry out.
"That's it," he said, his words hot against my shoulder blade. I moaned again when his fingers slid over my wet, slippery folds. "I love it when you make noises like that."
I arched my back and pressed my hips back against him. His hand tightened on my ass, and I felt his cock sliding against my slick entrance. He rubbed his shaft against my pussy, teasing me. I thrust my hips back against him, trying to take him inside me, but I was just too slow.
"Stone," I moaned.
He thrust into me from behind, hard and deep and fast. He made me gasp. His balls slapped against my wet folds and his hands gripped the backs of my thighs, opening me up. He pulled out just as slowly, and I ground back against him.
"More?" he whispered in my ear.
"Yes," I said, as he thrust into me again. "More."
He hooked one arm under my hips and pulled me back on his cock. He filled me, bringing a groan to my lips. I pressed my face into the pillows, but he didn't give me long to catch my breath. His hand slid down from my hip to my clit, and his thumb flicked over my clit as he thrust into me over and over. His breath was hot on my back, and his hand was hard on my hip, his grip so tight I knew I'd have a mark there tomorrow.
"You should see what you look like," he whispered in my ear. I couldn't see him at all, but his voice was like a hot whisper. "You're so fucking wet. You’re so hot."
A hot pressure that was growing stronger and stronger built inside my body. His fingertips just grazed my clit, not quite touching me where I needed. I reached for his wrist, tried to guide him, but he was implacable. The asshole knew what he was doing. I let out a little whimper, aching, at the verge of my orgasm.
Giving up, I collapsed with my face against the cool sheets and let him work my body over, his cock thrusting into my body again and again. He fucked me relentlessly, pulling out every time I thought he was going to cum and then plunging back into me until I screamed.
When I looked down, I could see his thick cock disappearing into my body. The way he filled me made me groan. He leaned over me, his hands sliding up to cup my breasts, his fingertips teasing my nipples. He nipped my shoulder blade before he licked the spot.
I was almost delirious with pleasure. I gasped every time he pulled out, as if I couldn't get enough air. He took hold of my wrists, stretching them over my head, holding me down in the bed. He pressed his lips to my ear.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard, Amelia," he whispered, his voice all deep and low. "You're going to come for me again."
He released his grip on my wrists, his hands sliding around my body in a rough, hot caress until he grabbed my hips. He pulled me back onto his cock. As he drove deep inside me, I heard him groan.
Suddenly, the slow, teasing thrusts were gone, replaced by fast, hard fucking. His hips slapped against my ass, the sound filling the room. His fingers bit into my hips, and he growled into my ear.
"I'm going to come back to you, and you're going to take my cock every single night," he told me. "You're going to feel me inside you, every night. Whether you're pissed at me or not.. you're mine."
I shook my head. "Not just yours."
Too late, I realized I'd admitted that Iwashis.
But we both knew that, didn't we? We could pretend in the daytime, but as wolves... and at night... we knew.
"I promise you, Shaw will come back too." His lips caressed the nape of my neck. "Maybe I'll make him watch me fuck you. Or maybe we'll both fuck you. Do you want me to take your asshole too, Amelia? So we have enough holes to share? How wet and greedy are you?"
His hand delved once again between my thighs, found how wet I was around the hardness of his cock.
"You like that idea," he murmured. "But no matter how much I share you, you'll still be mine. And I want you to look at me when I fuck you. At your alpha. At your…”
He pulled out, flipping me back over again. I grabbed his shoulders, yanking him toward me. The tip of his cock slid over my wet folds just once, then slid home, and he filled me completely. A muscle ticked in his jaw, his lips parting, as he fought to hold back his own orgasm.
"Mine," he growled, his head falling against my throat. He kissed and suckled my throat, sucking bruises there, and I ground up against him, wanting every bit of him. His big cock thrust inside me so hard that it hurt and satisfied at the same time and somehow all I wanted was more.
