Claimed by the Pack

“Now hold on…”

I did immediately as I was told, gripping the headboard so tightly that my knuckles went white. His fingers interlaced themselves over mine, pushing them down.

He felt absolutely ferocious at this angle. Like an animal, taking what it wanted.

“Is this what you wanted?” he grunted into my ear. His breath was hot. It gave me shivers.

“Yes!”

“To be fucked like this?”

“YES!”

His emphasis on the word was intentionally wicked. Down between my legs, I knew I was a molten hot mess.

“Where do you want—”

“Put it in me,” I gasped, reading his next thought. It was like our minds had synced up. Our bodies were already one. “Please…”

His hands were on my shoulders now, pinning me chest-first to the headboard. His cock felt even bigger and more swollen than when we started. This wasn’t just making love, or even fucking. It was an invasion. It was animalistic.

And I loved it.

“Ohhhhhh…”

I marveled at how he could be so deep inside, plunging against me so hard. Thrusting. Breathing. Fucking…

“That’s it,” I panted. “Oh… Oh please…”

My legs shook so badly my ass was quivering. I wanted him. All of him. Every last fucking drop of him.

I heard his breathing change, felt his body go rigid all at once. Deep down, somewhere in my belly, I felt him stiffen inside me.

“Oh God,” I shrieked. “Give it to meeeee…”

My mouth twisted into a half-grin as he exploded behind me, pumping me gloriously full of his warm seed. I was overwhelmed with the satisfaction of taking him, of the feel of his hot come, splashing inside me.

“UNGHHH!”

Damien cried out through a series of rhythmic spasms. I could feel his cock thump hard against my womb; two, three, four times and more. It felt powerful, like a weapon firing, releasing its energy. He jammed his face against my shoulder and buried himself in my hair.

“That’s it baby,” I breathed, reaching back and clutching his head. “Let it go…’

Baby.

My body stiffened. I couldn’t believe I’d said the word. It wasn’t my word to give, not any longer. It was a word reserved only for someone else.

Again, I pushed the recollections from my mind. Alex was gone, two years now. I was still here. Life went on. And this…

… God I needed this.

His thrusts slowed as my lover finished filling me with his seed. When he left I felt empty, but still very full. My pussy was literally overflowing with his come. It was running down my thighs. Dripping onto the sheets…

“Been awhile?” I quipped, looking down.

He laughed, and together we let go of the headboard and collapsed onto the bed, a naked tangle of arms and legs, our faces still side by side. His eyes fluttered open and stared into mine. On a whim, I leaned forward and kissed him.

“Northern or southern California?”