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Nick’s possessive attitude turned her on. The way he gripped her hair had Clara melting. She would have sunk to his feet begging for him to take her if he hadn’t taken control. With his free hand, he gripped her waist holding her close.
In one quick move he spun her around so she faced away from him. His hands gripped her stomach, running up and down her body. “Your curves are so fucking addictive.” Down his hands went gripping her thighs then up to cup her breasts. “I love your tits. You’ve got to know how amazing you are, Clara. Any man would feel special having you in their lives or in their bed. No one is going to know what it’s like being inside you.”
He moved her forward, pushing her to her knees on the bed. Over his bed was a mirror for her to see him. It wasn’t long enough to see everything he was doing. His hands stroked her back, opening her thighs to suit him.
She felt the tip of his cock stroking through her slit before pausing at her entrance.
“Look at me, Clara,” he said, tugging on her shoulder. She looked at him through the mirror. The moment her eyes were on him, he slammed inside her going far deeper than he had upstairs. “Fuck, you feel so good.”
His eyes were a shade of amber once again, sparkling as they looked at her. The rippling of her body should have unnerved her, but the presence of his alpha wolf only turned her on more.
“Tell me to fuck you, Clara.”
“Fuck me, Nick,” she said.
With his gaze on her he pounded away inside her taking her breath away. Every time she closed her eyes, he slapped her ass forcing her to look at him.
“Don’t close your fucking eyes. I want you to watch me fuck you.”
Biting her lip, she cried out with each slap to her ass.
“Your ass is going to be fucking red if you don’t stop.”
The pleasure was more than she could stand.
“Touch your clit, Clara. Let me feel you come all over my cock.”
Over and over he rammed inside her, hitting her cervix, which took the pleasure into a different dimension of pleasure and pain.
“So fucking tight and perfect.”
She touched her clit, stroking the nub. Each stroke had her gasping.
Nick held onto her shoulders making her look at him even though she was close to coming.
“Keep those eyes on me, baby.”
Where he held her there would be bruises.
“Please, Nick.”
“Come over my cock and I’ll put an end to both of our agony.”
Whimpering, she fingered her clit feeling every jerk and pulse of his cock within her depths. He stretched her with each pound.
“You better get used to me inside you, baby. I’m not going anywhere. Your pussy is going to have my name all over it.”
His words set off her climax, not to mention the addictive smell coming off his skin. Before he’d been outlawed, Nick had been an alpha. The alpha within him hadn’t disappeared at all. In fact, it looked like he’d only gotten stronger, more powerful.
Clara exploded on his cock stroking her nub to completion. She felt the difference inside him. The instant she came his strokes became harder, his cock pressing against her cervix and determined to go deeper. The pain was intense along with how amazing it felt, so she didn’t know whether to scream or cry with pain.
Nick pounded inside her until with a growl he came. His cock jerked, pulsing his cum inside her. She dropped to the bed needing her strength. Her shoulders ached from the strength of his arms.
When his orgasm subsided, he picked her back up, pulling his cock out of her.
“Where are we going?” she asked, wanting to curl up and sleep.
“We’re going for a run.”
She held onto him as he led her outside.
Staring across his grounds, she realized no one would ever be able to see inside his home it was that large.
“Aren’t you afraid of me running off?” she asked.
“Are you going to run off? If you come back I can promise you everything. I can give you sex and anything your heart desires.”
He couldn’t give her everything. There was a reason she read so many romance novels, and it wasn’t because it was what women did. She read them out of yearning. The books were her one way of getting a happy ending. In life she had come to learn it doesn’t always have a happy ending.
“I’ll come back,” she said.
The sex between them was brilliant. She never wanted the lust to end. Clara wondered how long the brilliant sex would last without love. She’d seen many couples within her pack mate, then regret their decisions afterward.
Wolves were supposed to mate for life. Nick hadn’t bought her to mate with. He’d only bought her for sex, and he was getting that without any fuss.