Page 33 of Destined to the Lycan (The Shadow Realms #3)

However, my gasp of discomfort had him fully refocusing on me.

My man was massive. I’d known it would be a tight fit, but I didn’t expect it to be this much.

I forced myself to relax by concentrating on the warm feel of his soft skin around me, his hands caressing me, and the sweet words of encouragement he whispered between kisses.

With shallow, careful thrusts, Remus gradually gained centimeter after centimeter until my body yielded.

I hissed at the slight pain, while my man’s chest vibrated with a deep growl.

I didn’t know whether it had hurt him, but I felt so incredibly full, I didn’t doubt his cock was getting squeezed something fierce.

He closed his eyes and rested his forehead against mine.

His powerful body slightly trembled on top of me.

I wondered if pain, pleasure, the fight to remain still while I adjusted to his girth, or a mix of all of the above caused that reaction.

I was taking shallow breaths, assessing the sensation of him deep within.

Although it hadn’t swelled yet, his knot was perfectly positioned to apply pressure on my G-spot.

I slightly moved my pelvis and gasped as an electric jolt of pleasure radiated outward when his knot rubbed me just the right way.

Remus opened his eyes to look at me. I should have been terrified by how his dilated pupils had become, the blackness of his sclera having almost fully swallowed the golden ring of his irises. My toes instantly curled, and my inner walls contracted around his cock with a will of their own.

My mate inhaled sharply through his clenched teeth, and once more closed his eyes tightly shut.

This time, I no longer doubted that he was fighting a losing battle against the intense pleasure prodding him to start moving.

My own moans rose from my throat as each involuntary spasm sent a flurry of sensations coursing through me, from his knot to the ridges lining his shaft.

My hands glided down his muscular back to settle on his scrumptious behind. I gave each cheek a good squeeze, then pressed them down while lifting my pelvis closer to his. He didn’t need me to make my meaning any clearer.

A strangled gasp tore out of me as he carefully started rocking in and out of me.

Each movement was driving me insane with the intensity of the pleasure I felt.

Sure, being so thoroughly stretched created some discomfort, but that very snugness also multiplied the blissful sensations of his knot and ridges against my sensitive inner walls.

The almost feral sounds emanating from my mate added gallons of fuel to the fire growing inside me.

A pool of lava swirled in the pit of my stomach, the searing heat radiating outward throughout my body and to my extremities.

Each thrust sent electric tendrils to my nerve endings.

Remus quickly picked up the pace, taking me deeper, faster, and harder.

And I met him thrust for thrust. Soon, he was pounding into me.

The pleasure-pain of his savage possession had me tumbling down an endless vortex of delight I never wanted to emerge from.

Our tongues and our moans mingled as the slapping sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the room.

In my arms, Remus’s body grew a bit larger.

He wasn’t doubling in size like when he shifted into his wolf form, but his overall mass noticeably increased as his muscles bulged.

His skin was feverish. You’d think he had swallowed the sun.

I was burning both within and without, on the verge of combusting as pleasure almost too much to bear drove me to the edge of madness.

Just when I thought my mind would fracture, a bright light exploded before my eyes, and my body seized as a violent orgasm slammed into me.

Remus responded to my shout of ecstasy with a feral cry that sounded almost angry.

As bliss swept me away, I vaguely felt my mate continue to pound into me, although his movements had become erratic.

Moments later, he lost his battle. Through my voluptuous daze, I heard him emit a savage roar and felt him slam himself in deep.

His hot seed erupted in powerful spurts, filling me to the brim.

Simultaneously, his knot swelled, locking us together.

Before I could even come back down from this mind-blowing orgasm, the strategically placed, increased pressure of his knot on my G-spot sent me over the edge once more.

I couldn’t even describe the sound I emitted as I toppled over.

It was part throaty moan, part startled cry, and part unintelligible grunt.

I was shattered, overwhelmed by too much pleasure while Remus gathered me in his arms, holding me with almost bruising force as if he feared I would attempt to flee.

He rolled onto his back, pulling me on top of him.

I could still feel his cock pulsing inside of me.

Subtle tremors shook his body while he continued to hold me with near desperation.

I was too wrecked to even question his strange reaction.

My head resting on his broad chest, I listened to the thundering of his heart as it slowly settled down, lulling me to sleep.

Remus was covering my forehead with kisses while whispering words of devotion.

“My Flame, my beautiful mate… Thank you,” Remus said, his voice filled with emotion. “I’m never letting you go.”

I didn’t know why he was thanking me, but right this instant, I didn’t really care. He was my soulmate. Whatever the future had in store for me, whether I live or die, right here, right now, I was happy. I was home.