Smiling, he kissed his way up her body. As his cock entered her hot, wet pussy, he nuzzled her neck. He felt her clawing at his shoulders as his hips rocked against hers, his cock sliding into her harder and faster. As she came apart beneath him, he bit her shoulder as he thrust into her one last time, marking her as his.
Panting for breath, Logan pulled her into his arms and closed his eyes. “I love you, Brianna.”
She placed her hand over his racing heart. “I love you, too.”
Wrapped in each other’s embrace, they dreamt of their future together; dreams that were special because they were dreamt under the light of the full moon. And as all werewolves know, dreams by moonlight always come true.
Jessica Coulter Smith resides in Tennessee with her husband, two children and a house full of pets. When she isn’t writing, you can find her at Starbucks or the local Barnes & Noble. You can visit her on Facebook or at her website:
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