Cursed Wolf

Thorne dropped to his knees and slid a c0ndom over his er3ction. Heather was spread before him, her pvssy we*t and open, wearing the s*xiest boots and br*a in the noonday light. He was going to f**k her.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

She took him in her arms as he moved toward her. His c0ck pressed against her entrance, and she m0aned and moved to accommodate him. He pulled her down on the couch and she gasped. He pressed inside her, splitting her open. She took him, tight and we*t, and he slid deep into her core.

Feeling Heather’s pvssy squeeze around his c0ck sent a shiver of ecstasy down his spine. He gasped, arching his back and then leaned in to k!ss her, l!cking her tongue and tasting her flesh. He grasped her pert bre*asts and squeezed.

Her mouth opened and quivered under the thrusting of his tongue. He slid his hands down her slim body and gripped her h!ps. Tilting back his own h!ps, he pulled out and thrust inside her.

She gripped his back, her mouth open and her eyes gazing up at him. The sight of her naked body in the daylight did him in. It took everything inside him not to take her, claim her, and come deep in her core.

He wanted to r!p the 0ondom off his c0ck and spray his seed inside her womb. But more than that, he wanted to make her come. He wanted to make her feel how much he desired her. He wanted her to know how beautiful she was to him.

The wolf inside him needed her like his last meal. He knew he could not go on living without her sustenance. She was pure perfection and the very essence of his need.

He ran his hand down her chest and placed it between her bre*asts as he slowly thrust into her core.

“You make me want to claim you. I want to come inside you and put a baby in your womb. I want you to be mine forever. You’re like a goddess to me. The most powerful, beautiful woman who’s ever lived.”

She gasped his name and pulled him toward her, capturing his l!ps in a trembling k!ss.

“I want that to,” she said. “Soon.”

He held her, wrapping his arms around her wa!st, and he held her in that delicate embrace as he moved into her center, worshiping her body and praising the ecstatic experience of her love.

They came together. Trembling l!ps and fingers intertwined in hair. He fell to her bre*ast and rested his head against her chest. She held his face and car*essed his hair, holding his body between her legs. He k!ssed her n!pple and then her l!ps, looking into her eyes.

“I feel like I’m in a dream,” he said.

She laughed, k!ssing him hard on the mouth. He slid off her and rolled over on the couch. She k!ssed his cheek and he stood, going to wash himself off in the bathroom. When he returned, Heather was stepping out of the guest bathroom, fully dressed. She leaned up and held his shoulders, k!ssing him on the mouth. When she settled back on her heels, she smiled slightly and then pulled on her coat.

“I need to get going. I have class soon.”

Thorne took her in his arms. She was dressed and he was naked. Her warm hands ran down his back and gripped his as*s. She gazed up at him, her blonde curls falling away from her face.

“Tomorrow night,” she said. “We’ll do it then.” She k!ssed him once more on the cheek and hurried out the door. He didn’t have the chance to ask her what she meant. Did she want him to claim her tomorrow night? Did she want him to put a baby in her belly?