Free Dirk's Love by Marisa Chenery

you’ll think I may be at times. As for how I feel about you, well, you’re the woman I’ve waited for to show up in my life. For a very long time. I’m afraid you’re stuck with me.”
    She blinked in astonishment. “You mean like forever? And here I thought I was rushing things. Remember—I don’t come alone. I have Tyler.”
    He leaned in and kissed the corner of her mouth. “Yes, I mean as in forever. And I know you come with Tyler. I have to say I really like the little guy. So I end up with an instant family. I won’t find that a hardship. It might seem as if I’m rushing into this, but I’m not. This was meant to be. You’re mine now, and I keep what’s mine.”
    A thrill shot through Ryann at Dirk’s words. The way he looked at her while he said them, all possessive, it made her want him even more. They could make this work. She wanted it to. She’d been alone for way the hell too long. And Dirk was just the man she wanted in her life.
    “ Then I guess I’m yours,” she said slowly.
    Heat flared in Dirk’s eyes just before he claimed her mouth in a kiss so carnal she craved him once more, wanted him to take her over and over again. To let him know what she wanted, Ryann rose on her knees before she slowly sank on his cock. A deep, growly moan pushed out of Dirk’s chest, like so many he’d made before, while in the throes of passion. The sound turned her on.
    Dirk broke contact with her lips and lifted one of her breasts with his hand before he sucked on the taut nipple. A corresponding pull of pleasure contracted her pussy at the same time. She put her hands on his shoulders and slowly rode him up and down, his cock growing even harder inside her.
    Releasing her nipple, Dirk put his hands on Ryann’s hips and lifted her off him. She made a small sound of protest, but soon realized he wasn’t done with her yet. He guided her onto her hands and knees on the center of the mattress before he came to kneel behind her. With a heavily muscled thigh, he spread her legs farther apart.
    The tip of his cock brushed against her pussy. Ryann moaned and rocked back, wanting him deep inside her again. He didn’t make her wait. With a thrust of his hips, he sheathed himself balls-deep. She tightened her inner walls around his thick length, heightening the pleasure she felt.
    Dirk set a slow and steady pace as he reared back until he was almost free of her body, before pushing all the way into her again. Ryann rocked back, matching him stroke for stroke. She loved the feel of his hard cock stretching her, filling her all the way up. In and out he pumped, pushing her ever closer to her climax. Ryann panted. Dirk had just spoiled her for other men. No other would measure up to his standards.
    Another animalistic growl rumbled out of Dirk. He reached around her body and found her clit as he continued to pump in and out of her. Rubbing the small bundle of nerves as he pounded her from behind, she let herself go. Moaning, she came, her pussy rhythmically clasping the hard cock embedded in her. Dirk thrust once, twice, then stiffened as he found his release, filling her with his cum.
    He kept his arm around her and brought them both to their sides on the bed. This time, his shaft softened and slipped free of her body. Exhausted and completely satiated, Ryann closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
    * * *
    The next morning, Dirk managed to get Ryann and him out of Roxie’s place without Roxie cornering him. Of course, she would’ve known—same as everyone else who’d been in the house—that he’d claimed his mate. With werewolf hearing being so acute, it was inevitable. Not that Dirk regretted any of what he’d done last night. Roxie could be pissed off at him for breaking her rules, but she might as well have asked him to jump over the moon. The mating urge was what it was, and it was something no male werewolf had much control over.
    Now back at Ryann’s apartment, Dirk had the day to slowly work out