Her River God Wolf (Obsessed Mates 1)

At last, he’s back. He opens my door and catches me up in his arms.

Then he carries me into the back of the bus.

All the mess my wolf created has been swept away, and somehow a whole double bed has been pulled out from the wall, filling the entire floor space. There’s a comforter, two pillows. All downy white and virginal.

Beau lays me down gently and he climbs on top of me, his powerful body curving around me.

My heart beats hard. “You’ll be my first,” I say.

“And you, mine,” he growls in my ear.

He runs his hand over the curve of my belly. But when he reaches beneath the waistband of my panties, I stop him.

“I’m ready for you,” I tell him. “I just want your cock. Nothing else.”

“Are you sure, little virgin?”

“Very.” I sit up and strip off my T-shirt and my panties. Then, while I hold his burning gaze, I spread my legs for him.

A raw sound of need escapes his throat. He tears off his own clothes, and his cock springs out, bigger than ever.

The world stops moving as he presses his cock to my dripping wet entrance. “I’m yours, you’re mine.” His voice is low, vibrating, close to my ear. “Your first, your last. Your mate, who will always protect you, put you first.”

It’s like an incantation, wrapping me up in dizzying tendrils of need, longing, love.

And the burn as he pushes through my maidenhead feels like nothing compared to the rush of pleasure that follows it. Tears spring to my eyes, and he kisses them away.

I cling to him tight, overwhelmed by the tingles running through me. Little spasms growing into earth-shattering tremors.

“It didn’t really hurt,” I manage to say.

He laughs tenderly. “Of course not.” He strokes my face. “I told you it would be nothing like that.”

“I know, I’m sorry—” I give a little gasp as more of him enters me.

“Easy, honey,” he growls. “No rush.”

He goes slow, caring for me, as his huge cock takes my virginity. I feel his muscles trembling, sense him holding back with everything he’s got.

My thighs are tense, but suddenly I let go, and he pushes all the way into me, with a deep, vibrating growl.

I give a wild cry as he fills me all the way up. My pussy throbs, burns as I yield to his massive girth. Forcing me wide open. It hurts, but it hurts so good.

I cling to his back, dig my nails in, and he gives a groan of pleasure.

“You feel so good,” he grits out. “So tight. Barely any room for my cock.”

He works himself in and out of me, gliding on my wetness.

I feel my insides gripping him tight, spasming at the blissful friction that goes on and on.

He pushes my knees up and watches himself sliding in and out of me. He’s poised over me, big muscles bunched, eyes full of desire and love mingled together. It’s too much. Too much. That sweet, intense, welling sensation comes over me again. Every part of me burns for release.

“Beau, I—” I pant.

“Yeah, that’s right, baby, come around my cock for the first time,” he growls. “I want to feel your virgin pussy milking me.”

He goes a little faster, harder, and it hits me right there. I’m falling, falling, stars swirling all the way through me, and then I explode around him, his cock buried deep inside me.