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Chapter Fourteen

CAMILA

R ed’s looking at me like I hung the moon, and he’s a hungry werewolf. He licks his lips a millisecond before he moves. I yelp as I land on my back with his body on mine.

My legs are wrapped around his hips, and I’m really wishing I’d put on a pair of shorts.

Or underwear.

My nightshirt has ridden up, barely covering my hips let alone my ass, and I should really care more about my modesty, but I just can bring myself to give a fuck with the way Red is staring at me.

“Thank you,” he whispers before placing one of the softest and most sensual kisses I’ve ever had in my life.

“Let me show you how much.” His left-hand trails down my side slowly until just his fingertips touch my bare hip.

“Red,” I try to speak, but a lump forms in my throat when he flattens that hand which is so big it practically covers my whole ass cheek.

His fingers flex in a slight squeeze, and the moan that leaves my mouth is downright pornographic. My back arches pressing my core to the bulge behind his sweats, and I need him to consume me however he damn well pleases.

“Cami, if you want me to leave, I will. Right now, but please, Sugar, you’re going to need to send me away cause I don’t have the strength to move.”

He kisses me again, not giving me a chance to answer, as if afraid I would kick him out. Is he crazy? I push the cotton that’s keeping him from me with my feet.

“Easy,” he says with a chuckle that runs down my spine.

“No, hard, Red. Please.” A second later, my nightshirt is ripped right down the middle, and I’m laid bare to him.

“Your wish is my command.” His mouth takes one nipple in a hard suck while his right hand pulls his sweats down far enough to free his cock.

His arm curls under my right knee, and his left hand, still holding my ass, pulls slightly to open me further. His head pops up, and his blue eyes have turned a dark, molten, almost black color.

“Watch me take you. You’re going to feel the moment you become mine.” His hips thrust, and I gasp as he fills me.

My eyes dropped to follow his demand, and they widened at the way his girth had split me open. He withdraws slightly and then pushes the next few inches in until his pelvis is flushed with mine, and I can’t breathe.

He’s so hot and thick, and I’m so full of him I can’t stay still.

I try to shift, but he lets out a growl and pushes in further, and it’s just a pinch of pain from how deep he is. The leg over his arm starts to shake and yet he still doesn’t move.

I grab his shoulders for support and try to leverage myself to get some friction, but he lets go of my ass and pins my wrists over my head. The action shifts us enough that he sinks in more, and that’s when I feel him.

Right against my cervix.

“There it is.” His hips jab in a few times, bumping the sensitive tissue inside me, and I gasp.

“Oh God, wait.” I try to wiggle away, but he pushes me into the mattress.

“No, I’m done waiting. You’re mine now.” Then he pulls almost all the way out to slide in again in a smooth, slow stroke.

Every nerve ending in my body lights up. He hits all of my hot zones, from the way his pelvis rubs my clit on his down stroke to the drag of his dick on my g-spot when he pulls out. Then you have the pleasure-pain of his tip banging into my cervix the harder his thrust becomes.

This isn’t mere fucking, it’s a claiming, and the way he’s looking into my eyes tells me he wants me to know it.

When I stop trying to flinch away and start raising my hips to prolong the sweet agony, he drops the hold on my wrists and flips my right leg up over his elbow, using my legs to pull my body into the thrusts.

“FUCK!” I scream out as he gives me exactly what I asked for.

HARDER.

“Breath,” he hisses as he keeps destroying my vagina.

I gasp in a lungful of air as I reach up to brace myself on the headboard. My back arches as he adds a little swivel of his hips when he’s in the deepest, and I swear it feels like the crown of his cock is causing my womb to open.

I can feel the orgasm building to epic levels, and my brain is lighting up with warnings that this pleasure isn’t typical and it may actually break us. My head shakes from side to side with the motion of our hips.

“Camila, fucking cum, Darlin’. Stop fighting it. Give in.” He raises my right foot to his shoulder, and he leans in.

“NO!” My core clenches and spasms as my orgasm crashes over me, not caring for the fact that I wasn’t ready.

Red spits on my core and then spreads it around my clit as he rubs it in harsh, rough circles.

“Yes, Sugar. Cum all over my cock. I want to know what we taste like.” My eyes roll into my head as my body convulses around him.

When my muscles loosen around him, he pulls out and drops his mouth to my core.

“Fucking delicious,” he groans as he sucks my clit.

The vibrations reignite the orgasm I just had or start a new one - I don’t know or fucking care. I palm his smooth head and hold him to me as my thighs close over his ears. His tongue devastated me just as much as his dick did.

“Mmm, my turn.” He surges up and kisses me while sliding back into my drenched core.

Then he flips us, and I’m straddling his hips as he pulls the leftover material of my night dress off my shoulders.

“Ride me, Darlin’. I want your pussy to milk me dry.” I place my right hand on his shoulder and grab the headboard with my left.

I pull up, dragging him along my walls, and then drop with a little force making my ass bounce. He groans and grabs my hips, helping me repeat the process. When I feel myself ready to go over the edge again, I switch tactics, grinding into him so my clit rubs on the coarse hair of his happy trail.

“Cami, slow down.” He grits his teeth as I sit back and let my core rub on him harder.

I’m so fucking close. Just a little more.

His hands squeeze me, but he doesn’t stop my movements.

“Darlin’, I’m about to cum, and I’m not wearing a condom.” I shake my head, not giving a shit.

I’m on the pill.

“God, I’m almost there. Cum with me.” He growls and rolls us again, pounding into me like a crazed animal.

“Full, I’m going to fuck you full of me, and you’re greedy cunt is going to take every drop. It’s going to be dripping out of you for days from how deep I’m going to spray it in you.” He puts both my feet onto his shoulders and then leans in to suck my right nipple.

The action moves my hips into an impossibly wide position allowing him to get the last sliver of his dick inside me. The constant hit of his tip on my cervix throws me over, and my vision turns black. I hear and feel the way he falls apart, and it brings a grin to my face.

“Fucking perfect,” is the last thing I hear before his lips kiss mine, and I pass out.