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He kisses me. Slowly, lovingly.
I grip his shoulders and slide my hands over his back, exploring. I hold his power in my hands, and his muscles flex under my palms. I tighten my legs, pulling him closer, feeling the effect I have on him. I’ve loved the playtime we have had, but I want him inside of me.
“I want you,” I breathe, breaking our kiss.
“Then you can have me,” he says, hoarsely. He wraps both arms around my back and dips his head to latch onto my nipple. He pulls harshly. “But first, I want to eat.”
He pushes me higher on the rock and pulls my legs over his shoulders, immediately latching onto my clit. I gasp from the fire that ignites and the pleasure from his talented tongue. His hands grip my thighs, holding me where he wants me, grasping and releasing in the rhythm of his mouth's suction.
“Oh, shit,” I groan. He moves his hand from one leg and slides his finger inside me. I am so close to coming. The pressure is building. “Kerian, please,” I beg.
“Not yet, darlin’.” He exhales on on my sensitive flesh. He licks from my clit to where his finger is thrusting.
“Kerian,” I whimper. I can’t help pushing closer to his face, needing to come.
He lifts his head, and I stare at his wet mouth as he licks his lips. “I’ll never get enough of your taste.” He roughly pulls my head up, slamming his mouth to mine, sharing the flavor of my need. “Is your pussy hungry?” he whispers across my lips.
“Yes, Kerian.”
“What do you want?” he teases.
I moan and rotate my hips, pressing my pussy against him. His cock hits my clit. He thrusts slowly, sliding across me, coating himself in my warmth. I drop my arms to the ledge, spreading them, arching my back.
“Inside me, please,” I beg.
“Tell me, tell me exactly what you want,” he urges while licking my nipple.
“Kerian, please, I want your cock inside my pussy,” I cry.
“Fuck yes,” he says through gritted teeth.
He slams inside of me, rough, fast, and hard. My head hits the rock with his force. His growls echo around us, bouncing off the rock. His hands cup my hips as I let the stone support my upper body. He sucks my breast, grinding his hips harshly, taking me as his animal demands. His control is gone. He glances up at me, his mouth still sucking, showing me his wolf through his eyes. I can’t look away. I can only hang on as they claim me.
“You feel so hot, darlin’,” he says, licking my nipples, savoring them. He wraps his arms around my legs, bringing them high on his waist, hitting me at a new angle. “You belong to me,” he vows. “This pussy is mine. Mine and River’s.”
He feels so fucking good, like he belongs with me, filling me, pleasing me.
“Kerian,” I whine. I feel it coming. He has taken me to the edge once again. The pull expands low in my stomach, pulling him deeper inside me, holding him captive.
“Fuck, yes, darlin’. Come on, my cock,” he groans.
I shut my eyes as it spreads through me, and tingling pleasure courses inside, just under my skin. He speeds up, the water sloshing around us with his fast movement. I cry out as I come, the water swallowing the sound.
Kerian howls to the sky, filling me. He wraps me in his arms, bringing me close, and holds me tight, still deep inside me. He cherishes me with his touch, gliding up and down my back, waiting patiently while my heart steadies.
He pushes away from the rock, keeping me wrapped in his arms, and swims back. “Hold on tight, darlin’,” he says softly, gliding through the water.
I sigh as he pulls from me—part in pleasure, part in disappointment that he can’t stay in me forever.
We end up on the bank, still bare, my head resting on his chest, my fingers drawing circles on his skin.
“Will River be upset?” I prop myself up. “I don’t want to make him angry.”
“Hey, no,” he says, cupping my cheek. “River and I are a package deal. He’ll be happy for us. There is no jealousy between us. You make all the rules when you want to be with us, and we don’t have to be together simultaneously. It’s up to you when you share your body with us.” He traces my jaw. “We won’t be mad if you want one of us at any time. We love spending time with you; it doesn’t matter what we are doing.”
“That’s a relief. I was afraid he would be hurt,” I say softly.
“I am so thankful you think of him like that. He deserves to have you care for him. For a long time, he was missing that from his life. He hasn’t had the soft touch of a woman since his mom. Not sexually,” he says when he sees my doubtful look. “Just a woman’s touch, someone that cares about him, cares that he eats, how he feels, whether he’s safe. You don’t understand how important that is to him.”
