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His cock was hard, and I waited in anticipation for him to plunge into me. He positioned himself at my entrance, and I held my breath, but he paused and cursed under his breath.
“Wait,” he said, and he got off the bed, walking to the nightstand. His cock bobbed as he walked. He opened the drawer and pulled out a box of condoms. It didn’t take long for him to get himself wrapped up and come back to me.
The last time we’d done this, I’d still gotten pregnant. I didn’t know if the condom had torn or what had happened, but they weren’t foolproof.
Now, I was on birth control. I’d made doubly sure since I’d had Emmie, although my dating life hadn’t exactly been double-booked.
Wesley leaned over me and kissed me again. He put his hand under my hip, and with strength beyond anything I’d experienced before, he flipped me over so that I was on my stomach. I pushed up, kneeling on all fours, my ass pointed at him.
I looked over my shoulders at Wesley, who gripped my hips and plunged into me without ceremony.
My breath hitched in my throat when he filled me up, my body stretching to accommodate his size. Wesley didn’t hold back or start slow. He bucked his hips and fucked me hard from the start.
I bit my lower lip and tried to keep quiet, but cries and whimpers escaped me as he pounded into me. His balls slapped against my pussy, and my breasts jiggled, my muffled cries and moans accentuating the slapping sounds of our sex.
I’d wanted Wesley to claim me, and he was doing just that.
His cock hit all the right spots, and I was getting closer to another orgasm. He leaned forward and reached around, cupping one breast. I still wore my tank top but no bra. Wesley pushed his hand under my top, and he pinched my nipple and tugged at it, pulling and squeezing, making this much more intense.
An orgasm crashed into me again, repeating like waves on the sand, and I panted. My arms went weak, and I struggled to hold up my body.
Wesley pulled my torso up so that my back was arched, his hand on my breast. He bent over me, and the other hand leaned on the bed, and he held me in place as the waves of pleasure pulsed through me. He bit my shoulder, and it only increased the pleasure. When another orgasm took my breath away again, Wesley pushed a finger into my mouth.
I sucked on it while I came, breathing hard through my nose, and the sensation was so fucking hot.
Finally, when I came down, Wesley pulled out of me, and I collapsed on the mattress.
He wasn’t done with me, though.
I rolled over onto my back, and he was on top of me again. He pulled my tank top down, exposing my breasts. His large body pinned me down, and everywhere his skin touched mine, a current ran through my body.
“Wesley,” I said.
“What?” he asked.
I reached up and traced his features with my fingers, taking in the sight of him. He was so handsome, with his piercing blue eyes and his black hair and the way his jaw was always set on the verge of a scowl.
“Fuck me,” I whispered.
I didn’t have to ask him twice.
He pushed into me, and I let out a sigh. My pussy clamped around his cock, tight after all the orgasms, and it made his size seem that much more impressive. My moans turned into cries, and I turned my face into the pillows around me, trying to keep quiet.
I held onto Wesley’s thick shoulders, and my body rocked on the bed as he hammered into me. He pushed me to yet another orgasm, and my insides squeezed his cock as he stroked in and out of me. I shivered and dug my nails into Wesley’s shoulders. He gritted his teeth, his eyes locked on mine, and he found another gear.
He clenched his jaw, lips drawn away from his teeth, and his expression was raw and animalistic as he kept fucking me harder and faster. He was getting closer to an orgasm, I could tell by the way his breathing had become erratic, his brows knitted together, and a look of concentration crossed his face.
I was caught up in the feel of him, the way my body responded to him, but I became slowly aware of something else. The room filled with magic, growing thicker and thicker around us. It spilled out of Wesley and wrapped itself around me like an embrace, pulling me closer.
The magic was searing hot on my skin, branding me, but it didn’t hurt. Was this what the magic felt like to the shifters? That it was impossibly hot, but at the same time, it didn’t hurt?
Wesley orgasmed a moment later, pushing into me as deep as he would go. I dropped his head on my neck and groaned, and I felt the pleasure roll through his body as his muscles contracted, his body becoming stiff and taut on top of me. It pushed me over the edge of another orgasm, and we were wrapped in our pleasure together.
The magic in the room became like steam, so that with every gasp, I breathed it in. I felt like it coated me from the inside, flowing through my veins as the source was plugged directly into me.
I shivered and mewled, and Wesley lifted his head and locked his lips against mine.
“Fuck,” Wesley growled in my ear.
