Wolf gripped the back of her neck, his fingers tangling in her hair, as his mouth crushed against hers. Ella frantically kissed Wolf back. The desperate need to touch him everywhere, taking over. She was no longer afraid of hurting him. Their tongues tangled, tasting, and exploring. When Ella felt Wolf's fangs it didn't frighten her. She wanted him, just the way he was.
Wolf's hand pushed between her thighs, and Ella spread them willingly.
"I need you," Ella choked out as he found her slick and wanting.
She needed to feel him deep within. To be one with the man that was inextricably tied to her heart. Wolf rolled on top of her, caging her in his strong arms. Ella gripped him with her legs, her heels pressing into his flexing ass, as she encouraged him forward. Ella felt his thick hot shaft rubbing against her thigh. She wanted it elsewhere.
"Not just yet," Wolf informed her, then silenced her protest with a kiss.
His fingers pressed into her needy wet depths, as his thumb circled her eager clit. Ella moaned into his mouth. She was so overwrought, his first touch nearly sent her over the edge. Wolf teased her, leisurely stroking his thick fingers into her clasping heat, while his thumb rolled casually around her clit. The spikes of pleasure were wonderful, but Ella wanted more. Her hands grasped at his shoulder, trying desperately to pull him against her, but he was too strong. Ella broke their kiss.
"Please, Wolf. I need you to fuck me," she demanded.
Wolf's eyes darkened, hearing the rare desperate curse fall from her lips. They held an intensity that both excited and frightened her.
Wolf quickly moved, a feral growl rumbling in his chest. Ella's world spun as he flipped her onto her stomach. Wolf pulled her up, his fingers digging into the fleshy part of her hips. His dominant bruising touch sent her reeling. It felt so wonderful to let go.
When Wolf shoved his thick cock into her aching pussy, Ella threw her head back, a cry breaking free from her lips. Ella forgot just how big Wolf was, as his shaft pressed into her. In this position, she felt every inch of his girth, sliding over the bundle of nerves in her heated channel.
Wolf hunched over her back. He found her clit, and began stroking her swollen nub. Ella shuddered from the delirious sensations washing over her. His fingers made firm concentric circles, while his hips pulled back, only to thrust in deeper than before. Ella groaned into the pillow.
"Fuck, Ella. Do you know how good you feel wrapped around my cock? So sexy. So tight, and wet."
Wolf's lips skated over Ella's neck, as he growled the dirty words. They made her even hotter. She felt another flood of moisture, as she clamped down on Wolf.
"That's it," his voice came out a deep seductive growl. "I'm going to fuck this sweet pussy till your eyes roll back in your head. Then I'm going to lick every inch of you and do it all over again."
Wolf's fingers tormented her clit, sending shards of pleasure arcing up her spine, as his hips picked up the pace. Ella collapsed onto the bed, under the force of Wolf's possession. He followed her down, his muscular body pressing her into the mattress. Ella shoved forward each time he slapped into her ass. The headboard slammed into the wall with an erotic rhythmic thud. Ella panted, to catch her breath. Her hands clenched the blankets spasmodically. He really was making her eyes roll back in her head.
She couldn't hold it together anymore. The orgasm started as a tremble in Ella's thighs, then moved through her like a freight train. Instead of letting up, Wolf thrust faster and harder, pressing past the seizing muscles of her vagina. Ella shook from the ecstasy lashing every nerve in her body. It was glorious and agonizing.
Wolf reared back and pulled Ella up against his chest. One hand grabbed and massaged her breast, teasing her stiff nipples, while the other continued to torment her slick throbbing clit.
"Who do you love?" he growled as his hips rocked, pushing his engorged cock into her spasming core.
"You," Ella moaned, as she gripped his wrists.
"Who?" Wolf thrust harder, striking her g-spot as he pinched her clit.
"Wolf," Ella cried out as she peaked again.
She writhed in ecstasy, the spasms squeezing Wolf's invading cock.
"Ella," Wolf snarled as he found release, his explosive heat pulsing inside her.
After a minute, Wolf pulled out and eased Ella onto her back, then came down on top of her. He was so unbelievably sexy. His strong arms bracketed her, and she felt safe. Ella reached up and stroked his stubbled cheek. Wolf's dark gaze penetrated hers.
"Thank you for coming to find me. I'm so sorry," Ella's choked. "I needed to get money quickly for Sabine. Oh god, Sabine."
"Shhh, Princess. I know. One of Cain's men is at the hospital, to make sure they don't dump her on her butt." Wolf's thumb wiped away the tear on her cheek.
"Thank you."
"Don't you ever take off like that again," he growled. "You are not invincible, despite all this awesomeness," his chastising tone gentled. Wolf's eyes took on a pained expression that made a lump form in Ella's throat. "I'm in love with you, woman. The thought of losing you..." He shook his head as his jaw clenched.
Ella soared hearing those words.
"I love you too."
Wolf leaned in and brushed his lips against hers. Ella wrapped her arms around him and held on tight. His kiss was tender and sweet. It was a contrast to the driving need they just acted out.
Ella caressed Wolf's back, as she thanked God their paths had crossed. The beautiful way fate worked, moved her soul. It was almost too much to hope for, but Ella knew firsthand to have faith in the unbelievable.
Ella never wanted to let go, but eventually Wolf broke their kiss.
"Wolf?"
Ella giggled when he kissed his way down her body, his tongue pausing to lave her nipples before continuing south. Wolf reached her waist, paused, and looked up the length of her body. His mouth was parted seductively, showing the tips of his fangs. Ella sobered, seeing the hungry look in his eyes. He splayed her legs wide, then ravenously latched onto her sensitive clit.
"I love you," she again gasped.
Wolf proceeded to twist her inside out with his wicked tongue, and well-placed nips. The man was a beast as he pleasured her long into the night.
Epilogue
Sabine
Sabine glared at the blonde-haired thug sitting in the corner of the room.
"You can keep staring at me, but I'm not leaving," the biker informed her, as he flipped the channel on the television.
"I want to know what you bastards did with my sister?" Sabine coughed out her demand.
"I already told you as much as I know. Now if you insist on working yourself into a fit, I'm going to call the nurse to have her sedate you."
"You might have the hospital fooled, but not me." Sabine's fist shook as she railed at MD.
MD was in her face so fast, Sabine fell back in bed.
"You are so damn stubborn. Your job is to get well. And I'm here to see to it they don't kick you out of the hospital. But your little fits aren't helping. Wolf will take care of your sister. Now rest!"
Sabine watched MD's full lips as he snarled at her. His blue eyes flashed in frustration.
"I'm sure he is," she replied undaunted.
Sabine should've heeded the alarms going off in her head, when Ella told her she was working for a biker gang in exchange for rent. Ella was so infatuated with Wolf, something that was rare, that Sabine repressed the niggling concern. Her sister could take care of herself. That's what Sabine told herself. Then Ella went missing.
Sabine knew money had been tight, even though Ella tried to hide it. She hated the position they were in. Ella had always taken care of her, selflessly. More than once, Sabine debated giving up, so Ella could lead her life with one less obstacle. Sabine shook her head angrily. It was her fault, Ella fell into the wrong hands.
Sabine glared at the overgrown thug who showed up at the hospital. MD claimed Wolf sent him. He then pulled some crazy manipulative shit, so he could stay in her room twenty-four seven. Sabine was certain it was to keep her from calling the cops. He'd even gone so far as to disable the phone.
Sabine refused to be threatened, as MD loomed over her. He was a beast. He didn't even fit in his own clothes. His t-shirt stretched taught across his broad chest, showing off his pecs and thick arms. Sabine had no doubt he'd physically shut her up if she started to yell for help. It wouldn't matter anyway. The gullible nurses swooned every time they entered the room. MD had them wrapped around his finger.