by Wendy Stone
Her thighs tightened around his hand, pulling him even closer. Her body convulsed in pleasure, her voice crying out in her bliss. Her nails dug into his arm and she arched wantonly. He used his other hand to turn her face, his lips finding hers, releasing with every wild impulse that flowed through him.
Pulling his hand free, he slid on top of her, his hips fitting into the cradle of hers. Her thighs opened for him, her wetness welcoming him. He quickly pulled the rest of his clothing from his body before moving over her. He filled her eagerly, groaning as her tightness was enhanced by her climax.
Wulf growled with pleasure, his mouth searching for hers. He kissed her wildly, his hands roaming her naked body. He stroked her skin, teasing every possible erogenous zone. Her moans and cries were as sweet as a siren's song; the quiver of her breasts as she tried to catch her breath spellbinding. He hovered over her, his thrusts pushing her ever closer to another intense burst of pleasure.
His breath was harsh, his hands rough on her body. He felt the grip of the first spurt of pleasure. It ripped through him with razor sharp talons, stealing his breath. His head fell back and he roared his bliss. He felt her pussy convulse and her hands dug into his back. She held him against her, gasping out her love for him.
It was almost more than either of them could handle. His heart thudded in his chest. Hers pulsed against him. He heard her sharp intake of breath and then he went blind and deaf with satisfaction.
Her hands stroked him. Her body melted into the softness of the bed. She laughed huskily as he relaxed against her.
Her laughter seemed to wake him and he rolled, pulling her against his side. His fingers moved over her face, lifting her chin.
"What are you laughing at?” he teased.
"It seems I've tamed the mighty Wulf,” she laughed. She lifted his hand and then let it fall back to the bed limply. “Yes, he's now domesticated."
"If any woman could do it, it was definitely you, my love.” He laughed along with her, bending his head to kiss her lips gently.
She let her palm rest against his cheek. “My Wulf. For now and always."
"Yes,” he repeated. “For now and always."
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