I hoisted her up the wall and her face came up to look at me. I fastened my mouth to her lips, tasting her kiss as I began to ride her body.
I pumped into her hard and fast, slamming her into the wall and swallowing her moans as I kissed her.
The water beat down on us and Claire broke off from my kiss to scream and cry out into the air.
“Yes. Yes. Yes, Jay! Harder!” she yelled, and I gave her all I could.
She began to come on me, her pussy rippling around my cock, tightening like a wound-up spring.
I was going to join her soon enough.
As she began to arch and stiffen I thrust into as deeply as I could, my balls hard against her ass as she started to orgasm.
Her pussy sucked on me like the perfect mouth, milking my cock and calling for my sperm.
I let all control go.
The heat that had tingled at the back of my legs erupted into a brush fire up my back and I let it spread. My cock pulsed inside her, spreading my seed and giving her everything I had to give.
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She shuddered in my arms, laying kisses on my neck and face.
I turned to her and kissed her deeply, slipping my tongue inside her mouth until the last of the tremors had stopped.
Then she pulled back and smiled up at me. “I can’t believe how good that was.”
I let her untangle her legs and slide to the floor.
She stumbled and I wrapped an arm around her, pulling her beneath the water and turning up the heat once again.
“Well, that was unexpected,” I managed to say, and searched my body for any remnants of the testosterone that had been pumping in me all day.
She laughed and washed herself again and I couldn’t stop the smile from spreading across my face.
It was gone.
The anger. The unsettled feeling I’d had pushing me all day had disappeared. My shifter was happily curled up in a ball on the ground, sleeping.
This woman was our mate it seemed, and she had a magic pussy.
Chapter 9.
Claire.
What had I become?
I’d had sex with three different men in one day, when it had taken me a decade to sleep with three different men in the past.
What was happening to me?
I washed my body for the third time today, my breasts tender and my thighs trembling and sore.
“Thank you, beautiful.” Jay pressed another kiss to my lips and stepped out of the shower, drying his magnificent body with a grey towel.
“Can I ask you a strange question?” I queried, though a laugh trembled on my lips, a post-orgasm high making my head spin.
At this rate, I wouldn’t be able to think after a day or two.