He was huge—and the way he stretched me already had my mind spinning a bit, my chest heaving.
“Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit,” I panted, rocking just a little.
He held me in place, his jaw clenched and his eyes shut tightly. “Fuck me, Sabrina,” he ground out.
“I think I am already,” I managed, the pleasure in my body tightening and throbbing.
I was getting close again already—and all he’d done was slide inside of me.
“This is going to be a quick one for me,” I panted, rocking again, a little more.
“Thank the—” He cut himself off and swore when I cried out, my body tightening as I rocked against him. The orgasm was so insane that I stopped breathing for a minute—and felt like my damned heart reset as I shattered.
Dax snarled and jerked his hips, thrusting into me hard. My pleasure only swelled hotter and higher and more intense as he throbbed inside me, soaking my insides with his release.
As I came down from the high, sweaty and dazed and so satiated I wondered if I might pass out from the relaxation of it, I felt a shiver run down my spine.
What the hell was that?
A sharp crack filled the room, and I screamed at the pain that tore through my spine.
“What the fuck?” I screamed at Dax.
He was already sitting up, his hands frantically checking my back, my sides, my head. His expression relaxed, though his hands cupped my face as another crack had my spine jerking further, my back feeling as though it was on fire.
“You’re shifting. Your wolf is coming through. I need you to breathe, Sabrina—let her take control. This is good—this is what we needed.”
Another crack had my body contorting.
Dax’s arms remained around me as the pain continued and increased, murmuring sweet words and staying with me as my body transformed, and shifted.
And when the pain finally, finally faded, I knew I was staring out of the eyes of my wolf.