The Woodland Packs

“Oh… fuck!”

I’d never felt anything like it, and my wolf howled inside my mind at the completion of finally mating with the one.

Claire groaned and gasped as she slid up and down on me, her pussy rippling and gripping me with each descent.

I grabbed her hips, planted my feet onto the mattress and thrust up, fucking her as hard as I dared.

She moaned louder and held tight to my arms, bucking like a wild cowgirl atop a bucking bronco.

The pressure was building in my balls, the tightness in my gut growing as my pleasure soared.

“Taylor… Taylor… I’m… I’m…” Claire was gasping and arching her back.

Her pussy began to wring me tightly, her rigid body on the brink of climax.

I gave her everything I had, screaming out her name as my own orgasm swept me up, and pumped my seed deep into her core.

Claire cried out to me, her nails digging into my arms as she squeezed my cock tight and came all over me.

I held her to me, loving every last tremor that ran through her body as we found perfect bliss together.

My wolf calmed, my appetite quieted, and for the first time all day, I could think clearly.

Damn.

This must be what Dexter was talking about.

Claire had collapsed on top of me and seemed to have fallen asleep. Her breathing was slow and quiet and although I didn’t want to wake her up, energy was leaping in my blood.

I couldn’t lay down and stay still for the hours she needed to sleep.

I slowly rolled and shuffled her onto a pillow beside me. She woke a little but didn’t speak, so I tucked her up in the doona and slowly crept away.

I felt amazing!

As I stretched, I could feel new muscle growth, the sinew and tissues tighter and ready for anything coming our way.

Wow. Our parents had never said anything about this benefit when it came to mating.

I grabbed my clothes and crept out of the room, closing the door behind me so that Claire could sleep.

I didn’t know much about the life of a physician, but she was obviously exhausted.

I pulled on my jeans as I walked down the hall and made my way down the stairs. Jay was sitting on the couch, looking at his phone.

“Do I even want to know how it went?” he asked, not even bothering to look up.

I grinned, happiness winging through my heart in a way I didn’t understand.

“I’m heading out to work. See you for dinner.”

I walked towards the front door and Jay called out. “What do you mean you’re going to work? You seriously want to leave me here with her?”

I looked back at him, the same discomfort on his face that I’d been feeling only minutes ago.

“Of course. You’ve gotta bond with her too, yeah?”

He nodded stiffly and I wanted to tell him that relief was around the corner, if Claire was up for three in a day. But I didn’t.