We weren’t simply having sex. That was too tame a word for it. Because our joining was elemental. Raw and untamed as we mated. It was an affirmation of his claim on me. It was everything lovemaking should be, but most shied away from. Because it was the type that stripped you bare down to your basic instincts. It obliterated any lies until it was the most honest expression of passion I had ever known.
This was what songs and stories meant when it came to soulmates—a passion with such magnitude the act itself was epic.
He reached around my hip and between my legs. His fingers rubbed furiously at my clit. “Come for me now. And then I’m going to take your ass.”
He teased my sensitive flesh and rammed home.
“Oh goddess,” I howled, bucking against him. Ecstasy clawed through me, shredding me from the inside out.
Rowan withdrew before my climax finished spasming. He parted the globes of my ass. And then I felt his tongue, only it wasn’t his human tongue. His thick wolf tongue laved my naughty back entrance. I’d never had a man there before. But I wanted him to do it. Even though my mind objected, my body knew its master.
He pressed his thick tongue, pushing past the taut ring of muscle. My body resisted the intrusion. But he was determined. His fingers sought my drenched pussy and rubbed my swollen clit. Already sensitive to his touch, pleasure spiraled through me.
And his wolf tongue slid deeper with every thrust. It was then I realized he was using his tongue to stretch me, prepare me to take his cock.
“Use your wolf cock in my ass.”
Rowan groaned and thrust his tongue all the way inside. He began fucking me with it. Coating my channel with his saliva, ensuring that I’d enjoy it. I never thought anal sex was something I would enjoy, but I’d been so damn wrong.
Because I loved how depraved it felt. I groaned at the sensations flooding me. It felt different but was so good I couldn’t hold still. I rocked my hips back, fucking his thick wolf tongue while his fingers strummed against my clit until I was writhing.
“Please fuck my ass. I need your big wolf cock.” I didn’t even care that I was begging.
He withdrew his tongue slowly, letting me feel the exquisite suction. Then he nipped my ass cheek.
I hissed at the sharp teeth, but it wasn’t his canines. “It’s the only bite from me that you’ll get. And this is the only way I will claim you—with my cock.”
Before I could ask him why, the head of his shaft pressed against my back door entrance. His hands held my hips steady as he advanced. I sucked in a breath at the sharp bite of pain as he fed an inch inside. His wolf dick was gigantic. And it stretched me painfully. But then his fingers sought my clit again. The moment he started rubbing, the pleasure had me sighing and relaxing into him.
And his cock slid another inch inside.
It took him a while, thrusting and retreating, delving deeper with every pass before his balls pressed against my pussy as he bottomed out in my ass.
“Oh,” I groaned at the sensation of him filling my ass. How could I not? It was pleasure unlike anything I’d ever experienced.
But he held still, giving my ass a chance to grow accustomed to his giant dick filling me. But need reared up and grabbed hold of me. I needed friction. I needed him to move. Rocking my hips, circling them, I demanded, “Fuck me already.”
“Not until you say it.”
“What?” I’d say whatever he wanted me to. My arousal had reached epic heights.
“Who do you belong to? Who owns this pussy?” His hand reared back and smacked my pussy. Then he shifted forward, pressing his cock even deeper into my ass. “And who does this sweet ass belong to?”
I shook my head. I didn’t want to say it. If I did, there was no turning back. He removed his hand and started retreating. I sensed his disappointment. My body whimpered, overriding every objection because it needed him like I needed my next breath.
“You!” I blurted out with a snarl. “They belong to you. But if you’re not going to fuck my ass, maybe I should go find Ian and let him fuck me if you’re not going to do the job.”
He growled and gripped my throat. “Never bring another man between us. Ever. They will die. Do you understand?”
With his hand squeezing my throat as he impaled me on his cock, I’d never felt so owned in all my life. And I wanted to be owned by him.
“Do you?” he gripped even tighter, his lips at my ear.
“Yes. I’m sorry. Please fuck my ass.”
With a rumbling snarl, he withdrew and thrust. He drove into me like he hated me. But I knew it was his way of making it hurt just a little for bringing up Ian’s name. It was his way of dominating me.
And I reveled in being taken. In the way he drove my body to the ground as our fucking turned primal. As he power drove into my ass.
