“What do you want?” Holly asked.
He walked until he was right in front of her. Her gaze eye level with his dick, and he crouched down.
“Dinner is on the table.”
“I’ll be there in a minute,” she said. “You can eat. I don’t want to have dinner with you.”
“Holly, stop being a child.”
“Fuck you.”
This shocked him. In all the days he’d known her, she’d never once cursed him.
“You don’t mean that.”
“Right now I do.”
He inhaled the air. “But your pussy says otherwise.”
Her attack took him by surprise, as she shoved him hard. He fell to his back with Holly straddling him.
“Stop being so crude.”
“But you like me like this.” He grabbed her ass, pulling her down so she had no choice but to feel how aroused he was. “Feel me. Feel what you do to me.”
She growled. “No.”
She tried to get off him, but he held her still and she tilted her head back, moaning.
“That’s right, baby. You know what you want, don’t you?” he asked.
“Damn it.” She rubbed against him. “No. I hate you.”
“You’ve always hated me, but it hasn’t stopped you from getting what you want. Tell me, Holly, what do you want?”
She opened her eyes, which had closed in ecstasy. “You.”
“Then take me.” He grabbed the edge of her jeans and tore them from her body. Her panties were the next to go. Turning a single finger into a claw, he shredded the material.
She moaned.
He did the same to his own pants. His cock was already hard as fucking rock.
Holly lifted up, gripped his cock, and aligned it with her entrance. He grabbed her neck, forcing her to look at him as she sank onto his cock.
With each inch, they both groaned deep. A meeting of their minds as she whimpered. Letting go of her neck to grasp her hips, he pulled her down hard, hitting the hilt inside her. Holly leaned over, slamming her lips down on his, plunging her tongue inside.
He held her still, feeling an answering pull deep in his balls.
Damon wanted to come, to flood her cunt with his cum, but he held off, loving the way she took charge, but he needed her naked. He grabbed her hair, tugging her head back, exposing her neck. Sitting up, he pressed his lips against the delicate flesh and sucked on her pulse.
In quick movements, he had her shirt and bra on the ground. Cupping her large tits, he ran his thumb across each mounded peak, drawing them together to bite down on them.
She moaned. The sounds filled the air as he fucked her.
Taking each tit in turn, he sucked on her large nipples, tasting her.
He returned his grip to her hips and pulled her off his cock, but he flipped her over, pressing her to her knees before he slid in behind her.
Spreading the cheeks of her ass, he tilted her at an angle so he could see as he plunged inside her, going deep.
Her cunt opened up to him. The tempting hole of her anus called to him. He fingered the puckered ring, and Holly tensed.
“I’m going to fuck this hole soon, baby. The night of the full moon, after our wolves have run, I’m going to claim this, and then I would have taken every single part of you. Nothing for you to hide. You’ll belong to me in every single way it counts.”
He pushed a single finger against her asshole, penetrating her tight body.
Her cunt tightened around him. Even as she whimpered, she pushed back, trying to get him to go deeper.
As a reward, he held her in place and slammed into her, once, twice, three times, fucking her harder than ever before. She took all of him, pushing back to meet every single one of his thrusts.
His name spilled from her lips as he took her.
He let go of her hip to slide a hand between her thighs and stroke her clit. She came apart within a few seconds, and the pulsing cunt on his cock was too much for him. He had no control as he spilled his cum deep inside her pussy, filling her up. Wanting to be her mate. To claim her pussy for his own.
Damon wanted her womb to be full with his child. No other male should have the right to claim her.
Pressing his body against her back, he kissed her neck, licking over her pulse.
“Wow,” Holly said.
He was spent, but he refused to leave her alone. “Why are you outside?”
“I needed a break from you.”
“What did I do wrong?”
“Do you have all night?” she asked.
He chuckled. “Talk to me.”
“It’s easy for you to judge our pack. To tell us we’re idiots and we need to see the proof in front of our eyes, but it’s not that easy.” She sighed. “You know what we ran from. It would be hard for anyone to be able to cope with the knowledge one of us was capable of that. People died, Damon. Good people. I’m sorry. I know this bores you.”