Page 113 of Carnage Island

Or perhaps he recognizes that I’m about to deliver the edge to our fucking, the one that will make her scream in a brilliant condition of agonized rapture.

Because I won’t be going easy on her.

My wolf has ridden me hard all damn week.

Ineedto take her, and it’s going to be an intense battle of wills between me and my beast.

He may win.

Something that should concern me a hell of a lot more than it does right now.

Because seeing her take Volt does things to me.

It makes me wild. Unpredictable. A little unhinged.

She starts to move, her hips flexing as she dictates a slow speed that allows her to feel every thick inch of his cock. He palms her breasts in response, squeezing and kneading the alluring curves.

It’s an erotic display of passion, one that makes my dick pulse in response.

I can’t knot her ass. That’s the point of this.

But I can milk my knot into her ass.

Which is exactly what I’m going to do while Volt holds her in a state of ecstasy.

I allow them a few more minutes of that sweet pace, my palm moving along my shaft in a similar motion while I remain kneeling behind her.

Once she appears to be lost to the bliss of fullness, I press my palm to her shoulder blades and guide her down for Volt to distract her mouth.

His hands leave her tits, one of his palms wrapping around her nape while his opposite arm encircles her back. He’s ensuring she can’t escape or jerk in a way that may do more damage than good.

Because this is going to hurt.

But once I’m inside, I’m going to make her see the stars in the best way.

I lean over her to kiss her shoulder again, my fingers taking more of her slick to press it in her back hole. Then I coat myself in her arousal, ensuring there’s enough lubrication for what I’m about to do.

Volt’s arm flexes beneath my torso as I right myself behind her again. Then I reach around her to slide my hand between them, my thumb unerringly finding her little bundle of nerves.

She practically mewls in response, her hips jumping forward to take Volt to the hilt.

He thrusts up at the same time, distracting her with his size as I line myself up at her back entrance.

As she jolts back from him, she senses me behind her, entering her, and freezes.

I thrum her clit once more, causing her to jerk again, this time backward before she thrusts forward.

A deep moan echoes from her throat, but Volt is too busy kissing her to allow the sound to fully escape.

His arm has tightened around her, trying to keep her in place as I continue pushing forward.

She tries to squirm, to thrust away from my entry, but that only makes her take Volt deeper, stirring a guttural noise from her.

I focus on her pleasure, trying to evoke as much of it as I can with my thumb while allowing her to acclimate to my entry.

I’m only a quarter of the way in, but the hard part is always the initial penetration. The rest is just her accepting my size and learning to enjoy the sensation of being full.

The boat rocks around us, telling me we’re close to shore.