Page 43 of The Wolf Slayer


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He lifted his hand and cupped her face, caressing her cheek with his thumb. “There is nothing you need to apologize for. You were trying to protect yourself. I was hurting you by keeping part of me hidden.”

“You couldn’t tell me about your secret, and you even told me as much. I should’ve waited for you to be ready to tell me.”

“You didn’t know why I was holding back. It could’ve taken months for me to convince my father to let me share who I am with you. And in those months, you probably would’ve hurt a lot.”

“I still feel the need to apologize to you.”

“And I feel the need to apologize to you.”

Instead of letting him continue to speak, Niev got on her tiptoes and reached for his face to pull it closer. She pressed her lips to his and grabbed on to his neck to keep him from pulling back. Blake laid his hands on her hips and picked her up, allowing her to wrap her legs around his waist. He carried her to the bed and gently laid her down on the soft mattress. With his weight pinning her down, she could feel his dick hardening and pressing against her core. Opening her legs, she slipped her hand past the hem of his jeans and the elastic band of his underwear. His mouth swallowed her moan as her fingertips touched his growing erection.

Teasingly, she ran her fingers down his dick, closing her fist around him by the base. His lips started vibrating on hers as he started humming. Slowly sliding her hand up his erection, she pushed her tongue past his swollen lips. He was long and thick with a slight bend, and she couldn’t help but remember how he’d stroked her walls perfectly, filling her out.

Blake freed himself from her kiss and sat up slightly looking down at her, his eyes dark and wild. He reached for her face cupping it with his large, rough hands. His thumb greedily caressed her wet lips before his hand started to travel down to her chest. He slowly unbuttoned her shirt, his eyes widening with each inch of skin he revealed. Her heart started racing and her breathing became irregular. She tightened her grip and massaged his tip with her palm.

Pumping his hips into her touch, he let his fingers travel down her sternum toward her stomach. “You’re so beautiful.”

Blushing from his compliment and the heat spreading through her body, she sat up. Even though she didn’t want to let go of him she did so and took off her shirt and bra, wanting to give him more of her to admire. He rewarded her with a deep lustful growl and his lips crashing down on hers. He forcefully pushed his tongue into her mouth and pushed her back into the covers.

She reached back down and tugged on his pants, to completely expose him. She moaned and let her hand glide up and down his dick again. He was hot, slightly twitching each time she reached his tip and palmed it before sliding her fingers down his shaft. His lips pressed against hers with need as he unbuttoned her jeans and pulled at them. She slightly lifted her hips allowing him to free her enough to be able to slip his hands between her thighs. His fingers spread her folds before finding her clit, lightning bolts of pleasure shooting through her body as he started circling. Her hips rolled and she arched her back closer to him, needing his touch.

His lips traveled down her jawline, caressing her with kisses before groaning in her ear. “Moan for me, precious.”

His fingers pressed harder against her letting her body twitch as a moan escaped her. “I need you, Blake.”

He sat up, his chest rumbling, eyes dark, grinning with pride and desire. “And I will give you all you could ever want.”

She let go of him, her heart skipping a beat and her body shaking in anticipation as he pulled her jeans over her legs and tossed them aside. She watched as he took off his own jeans and spread her legs placing himself right at her center. He took his dick in his hand and let his tip glide between her folds soaking himself in her wetness. She reached for his shirt and pushed it up, wanting to see him in all his glory.

“Take it off. I want to admire you.” Her voice was much weaker than she would’ve wanted it to be.

His grin intensified and a growl escaped his chest, as he tossed the shirt aside. She gasped–he was just as gorgeous as she remembered. Maybe even more handsome now that she could see the desire radiating in his eyes.

He pushed his hips forward slowly letting his tip penetrate her. She bit her lip and tried to relax and adjust to his size. He seemed to notice and leaned forward, his eyes slightly worried. “I won’t hurt you, beautiful,” he whispered and gently kissed her earlobe.

She laid her hands around his shoulders and dug her hands into his hair. “I know you won’t.” Wrapping her legs around his waist she gently guided him deeper until she had adjusted to his thickness and length.

“Good?” His tone was loving, not one bit impatient.

“Yes.”

He pulled back before gradually gliding back inside. “You’re doing so good, Niev.”

Goosebumps arose all over her skin. No one had ever praised her like that. She wanted to reward him and guided him to go faster. Following her lead, he picked up pace, setting his elbows to each side of her head. She let her hands travel down his sides to his waist while his weight pinned her down. She wanted, no,neededhim to go faster so she laid her hands on his hips and guided him to please her. His chest vibrated on hers, his heart pounded in his chest as his breathing became heavy.

His tip stroked her walls, his subtle curve allowing him to hit just the right spot. With each of his dives her pleasure increased. Her limbs started tingling as she came closer to her climax.

“Faster,” she moaned as his tip touched her sweet spot again.

Without hesitation, he granted her wish, doing exactly as she asked of him. His pelvis now worked her fast and his hips hit her with each thrust. The tingle in her limbs spread throughout her whole body and turned into shooting stars of pleasure as he finally pushed her over the edge. As her eyes rolled back, she clinched her legs around his waist.

“I need more, just a little,” he pleaded out of breath.

Instead of answering him, she guided him once more to go faster. She’d never had a man ask her for permission to finish.

“I’m close,” he panted.

“I’m yours.” She gently kissed his neck, her hands lovingly rubbing his hips.

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