“Rhys…” a strained warning comes through his sharpened teeth. “I want to be gentle with you…I do…but I don't think I can hold back any longer,” he grits out, his wolf clearly riding him to take me as he grinds roughly into me.

I moan as he pushes harder, my core throbbing to be filled by him.

“Jace, give me everything…” I grin back at him. “I can take it.”

With that, he pulls my trousers and pants down, growling as he sees my dripping core.

I hear rustling behind me. His clothes fall to the floor beside me as he shifts slightly, pushing my legs further open.

Then I feel it, feel him.

His thick cock slides back and forth between my wet folds.

“So wet for me,” he grits out, his voice more visceral and coarse. His wolf must also want to play. The thought sends shivers to my slick heat.

He places his hands on my hips, sliding them up and down my sides, brushing against my breasts before reaching a hand around and taking one in his palm. He strokes and caresses it before pinching my nipple, sending a jolt down my spine and straight to my swollen pussy.

He chuckles before placing his tip to my core, lining up to penetrate me. Finally.

He stills, placing his lips to my ear as he growls, “Take all of me, Mate.”

And in one hard thrust, he enters me, the girth of his thick cock stretching me deliciously. My breath leaves me all at once, his cock filling every inch of me, making me feel full.

He slowly begins to pull back, the delicious stretch leaving me too quickly, before he thrusts back in, slowly building his pace. Back and forth, he slowly works me, the thickness and heat from his thrusts pushing me toward that pleasurable peak. He spreads my legs even wider, slightly bending forward to nip at my neck. I feel his breath on me and his chest against my back, his pace still agonizingly slow.

Wanting him to pick up his pace, I clench around him, a small grin spreading on my lips as he grunts into my neck, nipping lightly at the skin there.

He picks up his speed, his thrusts rough and stretching me further as he pounds into me with a punishing force. I beg out for more, my moans echoing throughout the room as he pumps in and out of me, my pussy slick and swollen from the building pressure.

He readjusts himself on top of me, placing his weight on me, pushing me harder into the table.

Taking my hands in his, he stretches them across the table, intertwining them together as he pulls himself out of me slowly. He slides his cock, covered in my slick heat, over my wet folds, teasing me before he thrusts roughly back into my swollen pussy.

He takes one hand and slides it between my dripping folds, stroking back and forth until he reaches my clit. He rubs slow circles into the swollen nub, the bundle of nerves instantly exploding from all the build-up. The sensation instantly spreads throughout my body, my toes curling and back curving with the overwhelming orgasm. I moan out his name, my body shuddering and trembling with the delicious release. I writhe beneath him, my core clenching and spasming around his thick cock as I come. His breath becomes ragged in my ear as he picks up his pace, chasing his own release. Another orgasm begins to build again from the fastened pace and friction, the nerves still sensitive.