Free Sold To The Werewolf: A Wolf Shifter Biker Romantic Suspense by Summer Cooper

hot and slick she felt wrapped around his dick in that instant and he just couldn’t stop himself.
    Nudging her thighs apart Zare moved into place, his fingers finding her opening as he guided his rigid flesh into her. His heat sought hers and he groaned in pleasure as he sank into her intoxicating body. Jane wasn’t thin, she had cushion that delighted him, breasts that amazed him, and a wet pussy that had him gritting his teeth against the urge to just fuck her mindlessly until he came.
    Zare felt his wolf wanting to take control and clamped down on it, clinching his jaw tightly. He stilled his hips, not letting them press deeper yet. He waited for Jane’s signal and when she moved, pressing up into him, he knew he could start the slide that would take him deeper into this beautiful woman.
    Zare felt his cock sliding into Jane’s grasping body and shivered.
    “You feel so fucking good, Jane.” He gasped, grasping at her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh.
    Jane felt her muscles contract deep inside at his words and felt his fingers tighten on her hips. Knowing he was enjoying her body was tantalizing, it gave her a sense of power, and she moved faster, urging him to go deeper, harder, with her body.
    Zare responded, leaning over, pressing his hands to each side of her head as he thrust into her, his face a mask of concentration as he fucked into her, taking all Jane offered as she spread her thighs wider, pressing up into him.
    Jane felt his slick shoulder muscles, his body starting to perspire as he made love to her in the dimly lit room. Her own body was growing damp in the heat of their passion, and they moved together slickly. She yelped in surprise when he moved away from her, pulling out of her body to flip her over. When she was on her hands and knees, her face pressed into a pillow Zare entered her once more with one hard thrust and made her scream in pleasure.
    His hands buried in her hair as his wolf finally took some of his control, an urge to bite gently into the back of her neck almost too much to hold back. He had to satisfy himself with his hands in her hair, pressing her down into the covers as he took her more than willing body. Over and over Zare thrust into his woman, claiming her, as his wolf claimed her as well.
    He could smell her excitement, her thrill at being taken in this way. The smell oozed from her skin and from the juices flowing from her pussy. She wanted him, she needed him, and Zare gave himself gladly, his body finally letting go as he heard her crying out his name as her pussy began to convulse around him, milking his cock into coming with her as she fell over the edge once more.
    Their souls mated as their bodies melted, and Jane felt as though Zare was in her body with her as they exploded together. Zare pulsed into her quivering body, emptying himself inside her with sharp thrusts of his hips. He felt himself sliding into her with his seed, his soul touching hers and becoming entangled for a moment, no longer than a breath but it felt like an eternity, before he slipped back into his own body.
    “What was that?” Jane asked a few moments later. He’d come up beside of her, pulling a silky cotton sheet over their bodies as he took her in his arms.
    With Jane on his chest Zare suddenly felt what it was like to love a woman, to have a mate for life. Yes, his decision had been right, that first time hadn’t just been a fluke, and they were mated forever now.
    “I don’t know but it rocked my world.” Zare told her, not sure of how to explain it without giving away secrets he needed to hide for a while longer, until he was sure she could handle the truth.
    “Yeah, earth shattering, world rocking. Whatever it was, it was fantastic.”
    Zare breathed a contented sigh and pulled her more tightly to his chest. She was his wife and somehow she’d just changed his whole world. She was his world now and that changed things. Maybe for the better.

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