Page 103 of Never Mine to Hold


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And he’s mine.

Just like I’m his.

My gaze falls to the small red heart with my inked initials and a burst of love rushes through my veins and fills me up until it feels like I might explode.

When he rocks his hips for a second time, the head of his cock slides a little deeper inside my core. The stretch is dizzying. It’s mindboggling how he fit the first time.

I suck the corner of my lower lip into my mouth and chew it as my brows slant together in concentration. Drawing a deep breath into my lungs, I hold him with one hand all the while working myself down his thick length.

When a pained groan escapes from him, my gaze flickers upward.

“Am I hurting you?” For all I know, my grip is too tight or I’m bending his boner in a way it shouldn’t be.

He shakes his head. “Your pussy feels amazing. It’s so damn wet and tight. Someone should have warned me what a lethal combination that is. I’m going to end up coming before you’re even fully seated on me.”

It’s thrilling to know that I turn him on just as much as he does me. That doesn’t seem like it should be possible.

A fresh wave of arousal dampens my core. With another groan, he flexes, continuing to inch his way into my body. I glance down at the place we’re intimately connected and realize that he’s only halfway inside me.

He shifts and slides his hands from behind his head until his palms are wrapped around my hips. His fingers sink into the flesh. It’s slowly that he lifts my lower body so that he’s no longer buried inside me. Then he carefully brings me down on his cock. He repeats the movement over and over again until we find a rhythm. Somehow my body loosens and becomes even more slippery, allowing him to slide deeper with each pass. I can’t help but stare at the way he flexes his hips, canting them, the muscles of his lower abdomen bunching as he works his way inside my body.

“Are you watching how nicely you take me? How greedy that little cunt is for my dick?”

A whimper escapes from me.

I never would have imagined that Wolf would be such a dirty talker, but I love it. The rumble of his deep voice turns me on even more. Or maybe it’s watching the way his cock glistens when he pulls out before driving inside again.

The sight of our fucking is so sexy.

“You’re so wet,” he says with a groan. “It feels so damn good. I can’t imagine anything feeling better than this. I’d stay buried inside your softness forever if it were possible.”

My core clenches at the idea.

“Mmm.” He arches his hips. “I just felt your pussy tighten around me.”

I do it again.

“Tease,” he growls.

He continues to bounce me on his cock. By the time he’s buried balls deep, there is such a feeling of fullness within my body that I might just burst from it. It’s such a delicious sensation. His gaze locks on mine as he grinds his pelvis.

“Fuck, baby. I’m going to come.”

When his erection swells, growing impossibly hard, my inner muscles spasm around him, clenching the thick length in order to milk every last drop. His jaw locks as he groans out my name.

Unlike the first time, I bite my lower lip, so I don’t scream my head off. After the last shudder racks my exhausted body, I collapse against the broad expanse of his chest. My breathing comes out in short, sharp pants as I lay my head against him and listen to the sound of his steady heartbeat. He wraps me up in his strong arms and presses me close before dropping a kiss on the top of my head.

“Told you I’d fit,” he says with a gruff chuckle.

I melt against him as contentment steals over me. My brain wanders as I hover in that in-between space of wakefulness and slumber. Both my mind and body are exhausted. Deliciously pliant. It wouldn’t take much to drift off for an hour or so stretched out along Wolf’s muscular form. Even though his cock has softened, he’s still nestled against my entrance as if he can’t bear to leave it. And I find that I don’t want him to.

His hand strokes over my hair. “Will you come to my game tonight?”

Even in my relaxed, sleepy state, I hear the need that weaves its way through his voice.

My eyelids flutter as I stifle a yawn. “Is that what you want?”

“Of course it is.” His voice dips, turning gruff. “But I understand if it’s too painful. I would never force you to do something that made you uncomfortable.”

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