Free Controlled Surrender by Christin Lovell

showing her. “Like that.”
    Hesitantly, she slid her hands over her
breasts. Shit. Maybe that was a bad idea. Goddamn. She was even
sexier doing that little move. My wolf growled his approval near
the surface. He’d been quietly biding his time, waiting for the
right moment to pounce.
    Fuck. I needed to get her off so I could mark
her.
    She obediently tweaked her tight peaks. I
watched as her expression relaxed, the pain gradually slipping
away.
    I shifted my weight to one arm and slid my
hand down between us, over her lush curves and down to her jewel. I
slipped my thumb through her lips, seeking her bundle of nerves. I
knew the second I’d found the right spot when she gasped, a tiny
moan escaping on her exhale.
    Thank you!
    I wrapped my arm around her, beneath her back
and back around to hold her beautiful, wide hips. I kept my thumb
moving over her clit, but the new position of my other arm gave me
the leverage I needed to drive into her in short, quick bursts.
    Pleasure shot through my core as heat rushed
through my veins. I pumped into her in rapid succession, losing
myself in the feel of her, the scent of her, the sound of her and
the vision of her. God, she was beautiful. Her back was arched
perfectly over my arm, her hands were plucking her taut nipples as
she cried out, squirming to meet my thrusts.
    Intimate pleasure tightened my chest, drawing
me back physically for a moment. The way she gave herself up to me
was awe-inspiring. She was so strong, so brave.
    I captured her lips, likewise catching her
moans. “You feel so fucking amazing.” I kissed her hard. “You’re so
beautiful.” I trailed my mouth along her jaw and back to her lips.
“I love you.”

Chapter 17
    LAINA
    His gentleness was humbling. He’d been so
careful with me; he treated me like a priceless valuable, like I
was worth treasuring.
    He feathered me with compliments between
brushes of his lips, but I was too overwhelmed with sensations to
truly appreciate them. Pleasure shot from every part of me; tingles
of erotic bliss shook every nerve.
    He trailed his mouth along my jaw before
moving back to claim my lips once again. His tongue swept inside my
mouth for a brief moment. He gently withdrew his lips. “I love
you.”
    My mind reeled; my heart reached out to him.
God, why had I fought it, him, this, for so long?
    “I love you too.” And I meant it. I so meant
it.
    My body pressed down on itself as my wolf
stirred to the surface, seeming prepared to break free for the
first time in far too many years. I’d abused her for so long,
burying her beneath the mountain of dark emotions. There were far
too many things for me to regret, but not nearly enough time to
dedicate to the exhausting effort.
    My womb tightened to an intolerable level; my
muscles stiffened, feeling like they were on the verge of cramping
even as pleasure continued to shoot in tiny torrents through me.
This was the same pleasure/pain combo that Jayson brought me to
yesterday.
    I fidgeted beneath him. I needed something
more, but didn’t know what. Everything felt good, but it fell
short.
    “What do you need?” I was amazed at how
attuned he was to me already.
    “I don’t know.” I bit my bottom lip,
frustration getting the best of me.
    “Hold on, sweetie.” He moved both hands under
and around my arms. He grabbed my shoulders. “Let go of your
breasts.”
    The moment I let go of myself, my pleasure
began to dull. It felt like I was falling backwards instead of
forwards.
    He pressed his body completely against mine.
He kissed the tip of my nose. “Trust me.”
    I gazed at him. “Always.”
    The air was knocked out of me when he began
frantically pounding into my pussy. His cock hit sensitive places
within me that had pleasure rocking my core; his flesh against my
flesh, slithering over me as he quickly pumped in and out of me
made it feel like he was all over me, filling me inside as he
swallowed me outside. His hands wrapped tightly around my
shoulders,