The Wolf and His Wife (Wolf 2)

The water ran down us both as he kissed me like an animal, kissed me like a wolf claiming his mate. He pulled me harder against him and kept going, kissing me like he never had before. He kept tugging on me even though I couldn’t get any closer. He grabbed my hips and pulled forcefully, wanting me to feel just how hard he was.

His mouth moved to my other shoulder, and he claimed the skin just like on the other side. His lips sucked my skin, and his tongue tasted the drops of water from the shower. When his mouth moved behind my ear, his hot breaths were audible over the falling water. His breaths sounded like growls, and his fingers started to feel like claws.

I closed my eyes and let him have me, let him take me however he wanted.

Our wet bodies lay on the bed, the moisture soaking into the duvet and the sheets. My wet hair immediately drenched the pillows underneath my head. My thighs were guided open by his knees, and his large body positioned itself over me. His narrow hips fit between my thighs, and his thick arms locked behind my knees. He held himself on top of me, supporting most of his weight on his arms like the exertion was so easy for him.

His mouth lowered onto mine, and he kissed me the way he did in the shower, so possessively. His took my mouth and claimed it as his, his hungry lips sucking and kissing mine. His tongue reached inside my mouth and danced erotically with mine, making my pussy just as wet as the rest of my body.

I’d given myself to him because he was the only man I wanted. This man was my husband, and he owned me—and I wanted him to own me. There was only one man I wanted to fuck me, to have me every single night in the same bed. He turned me on like crazy, making me a volcano that could erupt at any moment. He made my other lovers seem like a childhood phase. I thought I could have loved Dante, but being with Maverick made me realize how wrong I was.

He rested his lips against mine as he guided his length to my entrance. His thick crown pushed inside my eager lips, getting through the tight tunnel before he slowly sank the rest of the way.

My nails dug into his muscular arms, and I moaned.

He moaned too.

Slowly, he sank deeper and deeper inside me, gliding until our bodies were perfectly connected together.

God…that felt right.

He held my gaze for a few seconds as he felt me, as his cock absorbed the slickness that lined my channel from beginning to end. The grooves of his dick were so easy to feel because he was thick like a tree trunk. Feeling his balls against my entrance just made the pleasure better. He had me pinned underneath him, taking a moment to embrace the connection of our bodies.

My fingers moved into his wet hair as I felt how much he stretched me. We’d been together so many times, but it never had felt this good. It never had felt this intimate, this beautiful. Skin-to-skin and heart-to-heart, we were connected as deeply as two people could possibly be.

It felt so damn good.

I breathed hard in his face, little moans coming from deep in my throat. My fingers cradled his cheeks and I kissed him, so full with his fat dick inside me. He was all man, from his length to his width. It felt like the first time…like a wedding night.

I brought his lips to mine and kissed him. It was sensory overload, the way he felt between my legs and the way his dick felt inside me. He’d turned me on so much in the shower, the way he possessed me like a wolf possessed his sheep. I’d turned to melted butter long before we got to the bed.

His sexy lips moved with mine, and he started to rock into me, sliding his enormous dick through my slick pussy. He moaned as he felt me, moaned as his length pushed through my tightness over and over.

My husband was inside me for just a few seconds before I released. The heat entered my entire body, making it shake like an earthquake. My thighs stayed apart because of his arms, and by the time the sensation hit my pussy, I writhed on the bed. My fingers gripped his hair, and I stopped kissing him so I could enjoy the best climax of my life. Stuffed full of his cock and wrapped in his protection and devotion, it was heaven. “Maverick…” I opened my eyes and looked into his as it hit me so hard. “Yes…” I watched his eyes darken as he watched me. He made me come the second he was inside me because I’d been so eager for him…so eager for my husband.