He positioned himself on top of me, his muscular body caging mine as he started kissing me passionately. His skilled hands explored every inch of my body, sending shivers down my spine. When his fingers found my intimate area, he inserted one digit, moving slowly in and out before adding a second.
“Damn, Caroline,” he growled, his eyes sparkling with desire, “you’re so ready for me, I can’t resist!” Follow current novF
I felt him hardening against my thigh, his arousal evident once more. “I want to claim you in many ways, but I want to do it without protection. May I?” he asked, his violet eyes bright with primal hunger.
“Yes,” I breathed, my body arching toward his. “I trust you, and I’m on birth control.”
He kissed me hard and spread my legs, his thick cock teasing my wet entrance before pushing inside. I moaned as he filled me inch by inch, the slow slide driving me crazy with need as I arched up, desperate to take him deeper.
His eyes darkened as he growled, “Fuck, you’re so tight and wet for me. Your pussy feels perfect wrapped around my cock. You like how I’m stretching you?” He watched my face intently while buried deep inside me.
“God yes,” I moaned. “You feel amazing inside me, but please, I need you to fuck me harder!” I begged, grinding against him desperately, my body aching for more.
“Since you asked so nicely,” he smirked before starting to move.
He pulled out until just the tip remained before slamming back in hard, making me cry out as my walls clenched around his thick length.
“Damn, Carrie,” he growled, “you’re making me lose control! You’re as eager as your mouth.”
He began moving in and out with strong, rapid thrusts, making me moan with every deep stroke. Rising up, he placed my legs over his shoulders, his violet eyes never leaving mine as he pushed even deeper, accelerating his movements further.
I moaned loudly, begging for more, asking him to take me harder and deeper. His cock throbbed inside me as he pounded deeper, his mouth hot on my breasts. He sucked and bit at my nipples while fucking me harder, making me arch and moan beneath him. I wrapped my legs around his waist, taking him even deeper, completely lost in how good he felt stretching and filling me.
I felt my climax approaching as I tightened around him even more. He lifted himself up and adjusted my legs higher on his shoulders, then leaned over me, literally folding me in half, pushing impossibly deeper while looking into my eyes. I lost myself in those violet eyes that now blazed with primal intensity.
“Mine,” he growled.
I exploded in a powerful orgasm, my body contracting around him. As I reached my peak, he whispered that he was at his limit, feeling me pulse around him, and with three more powerful thrusts, he filled me with his hot cum.
We stayed locked together, eyes connected, breathing heavily, still joined. We were connected, and not just physically. There was something more, something between us that I couldn’t explain.
He slowly withdrew from me, stood up, lowered my legs, and lay down, pulling me to his chest. It had been surreal, but I felt something even greater, as if our souls recognized each other despite never meeting before.
He ran his hand along my back, his touch possessive yet gentle. He looked at me and said, “You were truly made for me, Caroline.”
I smiled at him, feeling that he had also been made for me.
My heart was pounding in my chest, and Rory was unusually quiet, almost contemplative.
Suddenly he pulled me on top of him and said, “I want more, much more.”
With bright eyes and a mischievous smile, he continued, “I’m going to claim you all night long, Caroline, and I know it won’t be enough, because I’m already at your feet, addicted to you.”
He kissed me deeply and fulfilled his promise to take me repeatedly throughout the night, our bodies moving in perfect rhythm.
Caroline’s POV
I woke up to Draven kissing and licking his way down my neck and chest. His violet eyes met mine as he moved on top of me, his golden-brown hair still messed up from fucking all night. The morning light showed through the curtains, making his gorgeous face glow.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he whispered, his voice husky with desire. The scent of cedarwood and musk enveloped me as he lowered his body to mine.
“Morning,” I moaned softly, gripping his hair while his hot mouth worked its way down my body. I was already wet and needy for him.
Alaric, Draven’s wolf, was clearly in control as he growled possessively while nibbling at my neck.
“Mine,” he whispered against my skin, sending shivers down my spine.
I arched up as his hands grabbed my breasts, thumbs teasing my hard nipples while he kissed and bit my neck. His hard cock pressed against my thigh, already thick and ready for me. I spread my legs wider, moaning when he slid two fingers into my wet pussy.
“Still so tight and wet for me,” he growled, pumping his fingers deeper while his thumb circled my clit. I rocked against his hand, desperate for more.
“Please,” I begged, pulling him closer. “I need you inside me.”
He replaced his fingers with his thick length, sliding in deep and making me gasp. We moved together, his cock hitting all the right spots as he fucked me slow and deep, building up the pleasure until we were both panting and moaning.
He thrust faster and harder, his cock pulsing inside me as I got closer to the edge. My walls clenched around him as I came hard, screaming his name. He growled, slamming in deep one last time before filling me with his hot cum.
Afterward, we lay tangled together, my head resting on his chest as he traced patterns on my bare shoulder.
“We should get up,” I said reluctantly, though I made no move to leave his embrace.
His lips curved into a mischievous smile. “Or we could stay right here a little longer.” Before I could respond, he rolled me beneath him once more, capturing my lips in a kiss that made it impossible to think of anything else.
By the time we finally made it to the shower, the sun was fully up. But even then, Draven pinned me against the shower wall, his hands groping my wet breasts while hot water poured over us. He reached for the body wash, squeezing some onto his hands before sliding them all over my body, paying special attention to my nipples and between my legs.
“Turn around,” he growled, and I obeyed. He pressed his hard cock against my ass while his soapy fingers teased my clit. I moaned as he slipped two fingers inside me, my hands bracing against the wet tiles.
He grabbed the detachable shower head, adjusting the water pressure before directing the spray between my legs. The combination of the pulsing water and his fingers had me crying out his name.
“You’re so fucking sexy when you’re wet,” he groaned, replacing the shower head to lift me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pushed his thick length inside me, the water making everything slick and sensitive.
Steam filled the bathroom as our passion ignited once more, our moans echoing off the walls.
Eventually, we made our way downstairs for breakfast, both of us glowing from our morning activities. I called home, and Elle assured me everything was fine with Liam.
“He’s perfectly happy drawing monsters,” she said with a laugh. “Take your time, Carrie. You deserve this.”
After breakfast, we returned to the documents, going through each one until mid-afternoon.
“Caroline,” Draven said seriously, capturing my full attention. “We need to talk.”
I set down the paper I was reviewing and looked at him expectantly.
“I just want to make sure we’re on the same page,” he continued, his violet eyes intense. “What happened between us is serious. Very serious. You’re different from any woman I’ve ever met.”
He took my hands in his, and I could feel the bond between us strengthening. “I want you for myself, in my bed and in my life, and I want to be in your life and Liam’s life. I want you to consider joining my pack, becoming part of my world completely.”
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