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“Yes. Please.”
“Okay.” With gritted teeth, he presses forward. The muscle in his jaw ticks as he flexes his hips.
“Fuck, baby. You’re so damn tight. It’s like a fist clenched around me. I’ve never felt anything so amazing.” Concern flickers in his eyes as they search mine. “Does it feel good for you?”
“It does.” It’s not a total lie. I refuse to tell him that there’s a bite of pain because I don’t want him to stop. And I certainly don’t want anything to ruin this moment that’s been years in the making.
As he props himself up on his elbows, the muscles of his biceps bulge, caging me in with his strength. I’ve never felt more cherished or protected. And that has everything to do with the man who is making slow love to me.
He advances an inch or so before withdrawing, only to repeat the movement until he’s buried inside my body. As he steadily rocks against me, my inner muscles stretch around his girth, and pleasure gradually blooms to life. It’s almost a surprise when a moan escapes from me and I flex my hips to meet his careful thrusts.
Intensity fills his eyes as he slides into my tight heat. I arch, wanting more.
Wanting everything he has to offer.
“You understand that it was always meant to be like this, don’t you?” He withdraws only to glide back inside.
I nod. Even when that wasn’t a concept I was able to acknowledge to myself, deep down I realized Wolf was my other half.
He grits his teeth as if in pain. “I can’t go any further without hurting you, Fallyn. And I fucking hate that it needs to happen. But I promise this will be the last time.”
My hand drifts upward to cup his shadowed jaw. For just a moment, he squeezes his eyes tightly shut before pressing into my palm.
“Just do it. I’ll be fine.” His concern is sweet. How many guys would hesitate when they’re this turned on? Only Wolf. “You don’t have to worry about me.”
His ridiculously long eyelashes flutter open.
“You’re mine to take care of and that responsibility weighs on me. I hate that this will cause you even a moment of agony.”
“It’s okay. I’ll be fine because I’m here with you.”
Determination fills his eyes as they stay locked on mine. He withdraws before sliding back inside my body with more force. The moment he breaks through the fragile barrier, a scream tears from my lips, and his mouth crashes over mine, swallowing down every single cry. Now that he’s buried to the hilt, he holds himself perfectly still, allowing my inner muscles the time it takes to adjust.
He pulls back just enough to search my eyes as a silent tear treks down my cheek. He kisses the wetness away before doing the same to the other side.
“I’m so sorry, angel.”
“It’s all right.” My voice wobbles. “It wasn’t so bad.”
With his hips pressed against mine, it feels as if I’m pinned to the mattress by his thick cock. I have no idea why that thought turns me on so much. As my body stretches around his girth, the pain of his intrusion recedes and arousal once again sparks to life. I can’t help but squirm against him.
“Are you ready for me to continue? Or should I stop?” The muscles of his throat constrict with the question. His jaw is still clenched as if it’ll shatter into a million jagged pieces. “Because I will if that’s what you want.”
“Please don’t stop.”
He releases a steady stream of air from between his lips as he squeezes his eyes closed for a second or two. “You’re so warm and wet. Tight. It’s almost too much to take. It’s too damn good.” His teeth scrape across his lower lip. “There’s no way I’ll last long.”
Just as he pulls all the way out, a sigh of relief escapes from me before he surges forward again.
A tortured groan escapes from him. “How am I going to live outside your body now that I know how damn good it feels to be buried inside it?”
Even though I can hear how tightly strung his voice is and feel the tension quivering through every hard muscle, Wolf takes it slow, making sure every movement is gentle. By the sixth stroke, there’s no denying the pleasure that’s unfurling inside me.
It doesn’t take long for us to find a rhythm. With a whimper, I arch. It’s as if I’m chasing the same pleasure as when his face was buried between my thighs.
“Do you feel it, baby?” When I nod, he says, “I want us to come together.”
“I want that, too.”
