Page 69 of Wild in Spirit


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“I think…”

Her hands splayed out on his chest again as she leaned forward, then back. This time, she moved slowly, inching backwards until he was fully seated inside of her. He grit his teeth when she groaned and shuddered, digging her nails into his chest before grinning.

“I think…I’m just tryna save a horse, maybe test out my newly learned riding skills.”

He wanted more than anything to run his hands along her body, to lick and suck on every inch of her, but he left his hands where she put them, tangled in her pajamas above his head. He knew she thought was torturing him, testing his patience, but as she rocked and undulated on top of him, he couldn’t take his eyes off her. Preoccupied in using him for her pleasure, she was lost in the moment, like she didn’t want it to end, and he murmured just loud enough for her to hear, to let his words infiltrate her concentration.

“You ride so good, baby. I could watch you all day. Your face…your body… don’t hold back. Give me more. Let me hear the hot little noises you make when you come. I want to hear you scream.”

With lowered lids, and eyes on him, she worked her hips, rocking and grinding, chasing her orgasm, and finding just the right spot. Desperation filled her face as she pulled to her toes to drive his dick harder into her body, working her ass faster, whimpering as her nails dug into his stomach, wild and free.Her breasts bounced with every movement, the delightful noises she made filling the room, and she used him aggressively. He’d never seen such a beautiful sight, and he wanted—no—needed, her to feel as good as he did.

“Nas, fuck. What are you doing to me?” She dropped her head back, hair wild and flying, and pinched her own nipples. When he pulled his hands free of the loose ties and reached between them, his finger finding her clit, she rocked forward, the rolling of her body into his, mesmerizing him.

“Is this what you want? This is all you got? You wanted to fuck me, so show me. Show me your crazy.” Grabbing her hips and ass, he held her up while he fucked her, thrusting upwards harder and harder, with an urgency that pushed her over the edge.

She groaned, burying her face in his neck, and clinging with both arms around his head. This felt right, this feeling of wanting this woman more than anything he’d ever wanted in his life. He couldn’t explain it, couldn’t shake the feeling that his wolf would wake up any moment, claiming her as his mate, despite knowing that wasn’t their reality. But right now, he focused on her, focused on making sure she had every ounce of pleasure she deserved.

She whispered inaudibly, nipping and licking along his ear and down his neck, and he needed more, needed to see every inch of her. He rolled them both, pinning her beneath him, so he could look down at the lines and curves of her body.

Running his lips down her neck and chest, he slid her knees up and over his shoulders, applying pressure to her clit, watching his cock slide in and out of her. “Look at how fucking wet you are. So perfect and made for me.”

Gripping her ass, lifting slightly and turning her to find the right angle, he listened for her change in breathing, the way shewhimpered in a panic when he hit the right spot. “Right there? That’s my girl. Taking my dick so fucking good.”

“Nas, goddess, please. Please, please, more.”

Unable to be still, she moved her legs down, using her ankles to push against his ass, forcing him faster and harder. Her nails dug in, and she surged to meet each thrust, her almost silent screams filling the air as she went wild, and he felt his own orgasm building. No, not yet. He wanted this to last longer, to be more. He didn’t want this feeling between them to end. So, over her pleas for more, he pulled out. “Fuck. You test all my control. So fucking greedy for dick.”

Instead, he slid his hands up to the back of her knees, holding them up while he buried his tongue in her cunt. Swirling and sucking, he used his whole mouth, his stubble to tickle her thighs, to drive her mad. Flattening his tongue, he lapped at her clit, increasing his pressure until she was practically crying for him.

“I know what you need, wild thing.” He slipped his fingers inside of her, lightly forming his tongue to a point, flicking over her most sensitive spot. “You need more. You need me to fuck you until you beg. Is that what you want?” He punctuated each word with a thrust of his finger.

She only groaned, pushing her knees down around his ears, her fingers weaving through his braided hair and yanking. So, when he picked her up, flipping her over, she gasped in surprise, but he didn’t waste a moment. He pulled her ass up high in the air, pushing her face into the pillow, and slammed into her. Faster and faster, he fucked her while she screamed into the pillow, the sheets clenching in her hands. Every time he slapped her ass, the red handprint spurring him on, he heard her begging for him.

“I can’t hear you, wild thing. Tell me what you want.”

“Nas, please. I don’t know… it’s so much. I can’t think.”

“Good. No thinking. Just feel. Feel how I fill you. Feel how wet you are, how your juices are dripping down your thighs. Feel my hand on your ass.”

He opened her legs wider, reaching between them to apply pressure to her clit, pushing her over the edge again. As his own orgasm overwhelmed his body, she tightened and shuddered, clenching around him, intensifying the pleasure that ran through him. He slammed into her one last time, his hand gripping her round ass as he came, and his thumb massaging roughly. Only their still heavy breathing filled the room when there was a knock at the door. Zhair’s voice floated through hesitantly.

“Bai? My dad is looking for you down at breakfast. Everything okay?”

Fuck.

She didn’t move, her eyes closed, the side of her face buried in the pillow, sheets still in her fists as she recovered. He slipped from inside of her, grabbing a wet washcloth from the bathroom, and cleaned between her legs gently.He couldn’t help but think how beautiful their children would be, how perfect his life would be if he woke up next to her every morning. She was right. He wanted more, he wanted all of her, all of the time, and nothing less would work.

“Get up, beautiful. Axel wants you downstairs.”

She shook her head, cracking her eyes to look at him. “You broke me. I can’t move.”

He chuckled, laying back on the bed with her, tucking her body into his side. “I won’t do it again then.”

Her hand slapped at his stomach before sliding up to his neck and yanking him over for a long, slow kiss. “Don’t threaten me, sir.”

A harder, more aggressive knock sounded at the door. “Bailey? You’re worrying me. Are you in there? My dad is askingfor you, and Nas will be here any minute to head out. I’m coming in—”

He jumped from the bed naked, covering Bailey with the blanket and swinging the door open to cut Zhair off and glare at him silently.

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