“It’smyturn. You promised.”
Before he knew what she intended, she used her strong thighs to pull herself off his cock to the engorged tip, before screwing back onto him with the strength of her whole body, her core fisting him mercilessly, stealing his breath.
“My Wolfe,” she grunted as she took him to the hilt and dipped her head down to bite his throat, bruising him, as hard and unrelentingly as she took him below.
All he could do was brace his muscles and hold them both steady as she fucked him in reverse, using her entire body to suck him in and milk him, her wet, hot core clenching rhythmically around him with each push and pull.
He staggered slightly under her brutal ride, balancing both of them by spreading his legs for better leverage. Soon, he caught onto her wicked rhythm and began to pump his hips and clench his buttocks in time with her voluptuous undulation.
When she pulled, he pulled. When she pushed down, he thrust in.
He held her safely in his arms. She knew it. She arched her back and held onto him with one hand at the back of his neck. Her other hand clawed into his bicep. With her body arcing in counterpoint to his, he leaned back as well as they fucked each other equally, neither taking more than they gave.
And then she let go, threw her head back and cried to the starry heavens, her body shattering incandescently in his arms. On his cock. Drenching it. Wrenching it.
He let her fly. Let her milk the release from his body. Gave her everything he had. Shuddering up and into her, pulling her close so he could bury his face in her throat.
And even though he held them both up with his strength, it was Rui who kept him safe in these moments that seemed to stretch into forever, yet ephemeral and bittersweet.
This woman owned him.
She might not know it. But when she left, she’d take everything that mattered, everything he was, with her. Only his shell would remain. A carved out, empty husk.
When she came down from her high, her silken core still pulsing ravenously around his aching staff, she pulled him close to kiss him again. This time gentle in her plunder, sucking on his lips where she bit him before in her out-of-control desire.
“You feel so good, my Wolfe,” she murmured into his mouth. “I want us to stay like this forever.”
He huffed an exhausted yet exhilarated breath.
“I wouldn’t last forever, little one. You’d make my heart seize before long with your demands.”
She wriggled upon his cock, still impaled and shivering with pleasure.
“You underestimate your stamina, big bad wolfie. I think you’ll last as long as I need you to. This body is mine now. It will always give me what I need.”
He arched a brow at her, his lips twitching in amusement.
“Big bad wolfie, eh?”
She nodded solemnly with a smile of her own as she stared into his eyes.
“And mine. Allmine.”
His heart staggered with a phantom stab at her words.
If he was hers, why was she leaving him?
“We need to talk, Rui,” he uttered gruffly, trying to set her apart from him.
Which merely made her clutch him tighter, wrapping all her limbs around him like barnacles.
“We can talk like this,” she insisted, her obstinate tone brooking no argument. “Stay inside. I don’t like the emptiness without you.”
God, the things she said!
Wolfe prided himself on being a man of supreme self-control and discipline, but he couldn’t make his body pull out. He didn’t want to leave her either.
So, he lowered them both to the mossy ground without breaking their connection. He sat with her in his lap, both of them still clothed, save for the place their bodies joined.