Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 55491 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 277(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55491 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 277(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
I picked up my speed, plowing into her now. The room filled with the sounds of flesh slapping flesh, her slickness dripping down around my balls. I was getting dizzy with need.
Oh fuck. It wasn’t just the need to come. My canine teeth had elongated slightly and were coated with serum. My wolf wanted to mark her.
If I’d had any doubt that she was my mate, it vanished now. One quick bite, and she’d be mine forever.
But, of course, I couldn’t do it without her understanding. Without her consent. And arriving at that consent was a problem I didn’t quite know how to tackle.
I closed my lips around my teeth and drew in a deep breath through my nostrils, trying to rein in my wolf.
Not yet.
Maybe not ever, I reminded myself. I had to stay vigilant. Keep our hearts–Remy’s and mine–out of the game until I was sure it could work.
“Please,” Joy begged.
Oh, fuck. My mate was begging? She needed me to give her satisfaction while I was thinking about protecting my heart. What kind of jackass was I?
I reached around to the front of her hips and put the pad of my index finger over her clit.
“Don’t come until I tell you,” I growled in her ear.
She cried out at the sensation of her most sensitive part being touched. “Wh-what? Why?” she practically wailed. She was desperate to come.
“Because I’m in charge. When I tell you it’s time, you’re gonna come all over my cock. As hard as you’ve ever come in your life. Understand?”
She nodded frantically.
I fucked her hard as I tapped her clit with my finger. “Ready…”
My balls drew up tight. I was as desperate to release as Joy. “Set…”
“Please!” she wailed.
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JOY
I screamed because it felt so good. It wasn’t a little tremor of an orgasm, but a body-shaking–no, earth-shaking–kind.
Possibly the neighbor on the other side of my house heard me. My hips jerked, and my internal muscles squeezed and released around Wes' cock, milking out even more of his cum.
He growled, and I felt him fill me, spurt after spurt until it started to slip out down my thighs.
He gave my clit a slow circle, and I came some more–fresh gyrations of my hips and internal muscles. Not a scream this time, but a whimper.
He bucked against me, pressing me harder into the arm of the couch, spilling even more of his essence.
I was wilted and winded, my forehead buried in the soft cushion.
“Don’t move, honey. I’ll be right back,” he said.
My face was turned, so I was able to watch as Wes put his dick away as he went to the bathroom. He returned with a wet washcloth and used it to clean my pussy and inner thighs.
“Fuck,” he growled.
He seemed to growl a lot lately although I wasn’t sure why this time.
“What?” I asked, pushing myself up.
Wes helped pull me to my feet.
“I’ve got to get back to work.”
“All right.”
This guy was hard to read. Was he into me? Just wanted sex? It was hard to know where you stood with a guy of few words who came off as a grumpy bear when he talked.
But I knew he was a good guy.
And not just in bed.
He rescued me last night–and he’d seemed genuinely scared for me when he found me on the roof, not reluctant.
“If I spread that tarp right now, are you going to get back up on that roof?” He pointed in the direction of my house.
I turned, so my back was to him and jutted out my butt. Glancing down at it, I asked him, “I think these handprints are answer enough.”
His fingers stroked over one heated spot. “That’s right. Go back up there again, and I’ll punish the inside of your ass next.”
My mind blinked out for a moment. Did he mean–
Holy shit.
“I won’t go on the roof.”
The corners of his mouth tipped up in a hint of a smile. I wanted to figure out what it took to get a full grin out of him. “You like that idea. Me putting something in that ass of yours, whether it’s a finger or a plug or my dick.”
“I do not!” I stammered.
“Yeah, well, you’re blushing all the way down to your tits, and your nipples are hard. Your body doesn’t lie, honey.”
“I… I won’t go on the roof.”
“Good girl. I’ll put the tarp on now before I get back to work. You said the insurance people can’t be here for a few days?”
I nodded. “Yeah. They are inundated with claims from the storm. That’s why I’m trying to get things covered up now. I don’t know how long it will be before they actually start repairs.”
Wes frowned and rubbed his beard, his typical grouchy face in full force. “You’ll stay here until it’s been properly fixed.”
Here?
So bossy. It wasn’t a question, it was a demand.