I gasp as I realize he heard my thoughts.
“I’ll be gentle. I won’t hurt you.”
I shake my head. “Don’t. Fuck me like you want me. Like you wanted to before you found out I was a virgin.”
He doesn’t respond. But as his lips press against mine, I feel him entering my body in one hard thrust, giving me exactly what I asked for.
I’m flooded with feeling as I’m stretched so much that I don’t know how he fits inside me. The sound that leaves my mouth is a mix of a gasp and moan and scream. My eyes water and then squeeze shut. My body tenses. My nails dig into his back. I can’t move.
“Open your eyes, my queen.”
I do, obeying him even though I’m terrified he’ll see how much pain I’m in and stop. But when I look into his eyes, all thepain I was feeling disappears. The doubt vanishes. All I see is the eyes of the most caring man who’s ever wanted me.
His eyes say what his mouth can’t. That he’d love me if he could. That he’d give me the universe.
And then suddenly, he’s moving inside me. Rocking so gently as he caresses every muscle in my body until the tension melts away. He angles our bodies together so that his lower abs rub over my clit as he pushes deeper and deeper into my body. But this time, as he goes deeper, I don’t tense. I don’t feel anything but the pleasure he’s giving me.
And then, he changes. Not physically—physically, he’s still the gorgeous man that I’m addicted to in every way. But he unleashes a little of the wolf that’s inside him.
I bite back a grin, knowing that, in this moment, everything is about to change.
His thrusts change in urgency and need. He becomes ravenous in his kisses as he dips deeper into me.
“You’re so beautiful,” he says, showing me that he’s still in control of himself.
I groan into his mouth, unsure of how he’s able to speak as I’m completely ragged and at his mercy.
He grips my waist, and I get a twinkle of warning before he rolls us, and I’m suddenly straddling him. He lifts me up and down on his thick length as he marvels up at me.
He opens his mouth to speak, but it seems he’s finally speechless.
“Gods, you feel incredible. You squeeze me so tightly.”
I rock down over his cock, letting my instincts take over as my nails sink into his firm chest.
He gasps as I do.
“I’ll never get enough of this, Ambrose.”
He rolls us again, filling me in such a hard stroke that I’m going to feel it for years.
“Me neither.”
His lips capture mine, and all thoughts vanish as he thrusts faster into my body. Faster and faster and faster we rock together on the floor of the forest. I should feel every rock and stick in my back. I should feel the cool breeze. But all I feel is him. His hard cock filling every inch of me. His fingers rubbing on my clit. His other hand wrapped behind my neck as his kisses sweep me into another dimension.
We roll again and again, each taking a turn at riding the other. But I want more. I want it all.
Heat sweeps through me, giving me pause. It’s the same heat I felt the last time I was with Ambrose. I’m too hot, but I can’t let this end.
Desperation cracks through me. As much as I want to shift, this isn’t the moment. I need to finish this with Ambrose as myself.
If he notices the heat overwhelming my body, it doesn’t stop him.
“I can’t stop.”There’s a slight panic in his voice.
Well, that answers that question.
“I don’t want you to. I don’t need you to.”I frantically kiss him, afraid my words won’t be enough. That he’ll find a way to stop this. And that might just kill me.
