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My eyes must have reflected my fear because he paused in teasing me before he pressed his forehead against mine – an act wolf shifters did with their prospective mates.
"I hate to admit how much I love you, but know that no matter the future, no one, not even another woman, will share this connection we've molded," he vowed and I actually believed him. "Don't fret about what we have no control over. I'm here, and though I fucking hate you half the time, at this moment, you're mine and only mine. Do you understand?"
"Yes." I whispered the reply because I knew a nod wouldn't cut it for him. He kissed me again, tenderly this time, until our lips were swollen and our hands roamed one another's bodies.
"Again?" he whispered, as if he needed permission.
"Again," I confirmed, knowing I could handle whatever he delivered.
Tonight was my night to get lost in my feminine energy, for the morning would soon arrive, and that would be where I began the day wearing a suit and tie.
~ONYX~
"Ah! AH! AHH!"
I moved out of pure survival, the impulsive thrusts of my hips taking me closer and closer to the end of this harmonic sexual jubilation. My eyes were glued on my prize, watching the woman I'd despised yet was entranced by for so many years move at the rhythm of my cock.
She didn't realize how divinely bewitching her naked body was in the peak of this fervent moment. How her slightly tanned skin was drenched with sweat, glistening beneath the beam of moonlight that shone through her floor-to-ceiling windows.
The way her perfect, bouncing breasts moved to the rhythm of my thrusts, and how her long threads of pink hair stuck to the sides of her face and neck, and splattered all along the bed. She was gripping the bed like it was life, her legs tightly wrapped around my waist while her pussy surrounded my length that was on the verge of exploding.
Her moans were hypnotic, her flesh feverish, and her eyes that were submerged in sensuality didn't dare look away from mine, even with her obvious exhaustion. I pushed her far past her limits, the two of us going on for the last two and a half hours.
The time felt like it flew by, especially after the long day that landed us both in this bed, beating out our pent-up yearning for the other.
I missed Willow.
Mother Moon knew just how much I missed her slender yet curvy body. Her plump pink lips and outstanding turquoise teal eyes that were always filled with a furiousness. How I admired those Barbie-pink strands with hints of white and the slight blush of her cheeks that accented her tenderness.
The way she walked with commanding power, even with her obvious desires that fought desperately to make whatever this currently was move to something we couldn't place a title on.
I wanted this woman on the verge of cumming from my cock to be mine. My destined mate. My life source. My fucking everything.
In this prime moment of pivotal sex, that's exactly what she was. She was truly mine, as if our lives were entwined and written in stone, leaving no space for anyone to mark her precious soul. I'd claimed her, made love to her, and now we were fucking out of pure bodily desire.
The surge of our combined screams of release forced me to open my eyes to watch her come undone. It was like watching the reveal of a masterpiece, the tugging of white fabric from the massive canvas peeling away and exposing the true beauty behind the covers.
This was the moment I yearned for the most. Enjoying the sight of all those walls she built up during the weeks we were both focused on business crumbling down, revealing that magnificent woman who had secretly captivated my heart.
No matter how badly I treated her. No matter my words of insult and degradation. She dealt with it all, something I knew no one else could, and here she was writhing beneath me as her body quivered with aftershocks.
I knew she'd pass out at any second, but I couldn't help but scoop my arm beneath her neck and pull her up until I was kissing her solidly. This was one of the few moments I'd allow myself to praise her with my body.
To acknowledge her strength and devotion to keep me pleased, just as I worked overtime to deliver her the best experience I could muster for the night. She’d gone above and beyond today, allowing me to surpass that line and continue to run at full speed into the fields of unknown territory to fulfill my need to release all the tension I'd built up from not seeing her long enough to splatter her against a flat surface and fuck the shit out of her.
She somehow gathered the strength to kiss me back, her arms hanging like jelly while her eyes remained closed. She lasted an extra twenty seconds, the last shots of my cum filling her up.
She let out a weak moan when I released her, her head falling back as she truly fell unconscious.
My poor Willow.
I laid her back down slowly, knowing she may be hit with waves of quivering pleasure the moment I pulled my cock out. I wasn't ready to move it, but I knew my own limits and rooted morals and I'd never fuck her when she was unconscious unless she begged me to.
I waited two minutes to calm down, watching her chest move up and down and begin to slow, just like her breathing. I took the opportunity then to slowly pull out, watching her moan while a crunched expression of distress formed on her serene face.
My body moved before I could think, my lips brushing hers as I let my hand move from her cheek to along the side of her face and up to her temple.
"Sleep, Sugar. You deserve to rest."
