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Wolf To The Moon

SAVVINE

H e snarled, and with that, he dove into her waterfall.

She almost melted into a puddle as his tongue worked magic on her tight, hot clit, dipping lower every so often to take dips into her pussy.

She writhed above him and grabbed a pillow to scream into.

She tried to buck her hips, but he held her down, dominant, in control.

The sensation built up, the bliss drawing into a compact heat at the base of her spine. She raised the cushion off her face only to gasp, ‘I’m cumming Xander.’

That only served to spur him, and he leveled up, his fingers joining his tongue and lips.

In seconds, she blew, thrusting so hard she almost levitated off the bed.

She was still shuddering when he lifted off her mouth, and then with eyes shining, he prowled like a jungle cat to loom over her upper body.

‘You safe, mi cielo ? My implant’s up to date.’

She nodded, her tits heaving. ‘Mine too.’

‘ Bueno .’

He dipped his head, his amethyst, sable locks falling over his face as he gave her a long, molten kiss.

While he did, she pushed her hips up, begging for his penis, which sprung between them like a golden rod. ‘Please.’

His lip curled. ‘Relax, you’ll get all the cock you can handle, soon, mi reina .’

His voice was hoarse, violet gilded eyes soaking her in.

Sitting back on his heels, he took himself in his hand and squeezed the base. ‘Just need to control the flow, because I’m close to blowing.’

Savvine’s eyes ate him up as he choked his desire, stoking it.

Fokk! He was hot, from the gold, black, and mauve ink drifting over his skin to the gems glinting on his ear, then his sinewed muscles, dark beard, and sensuous mouth.

Tongue between his lips, he glided over Savinne. ‘Ready, beautiful?’ he rasped.

With a small smile, she widened her thighs and lifted as wide as possible.

Giving him unleashed access.

He moved, the tip of his cock aiming for her slit.

Placing an arm on the pillow behind her, he used his other hand to tease his swollen shaft over her lower slit. He dipped it inside the outer edges of her pussy, and rubbed her clit.

She bucked up, thrusting her hips, wanting, demanding more.

‘Please.’

‘Your voice is like a siren’s call, drawing me in with its seductive, husky tone that’d entice even the most resistant souls.’

‘While I appreciate the poetry lover, I need you inside me now.’

Xander ignored her husky, throaty cry, dipping his head and taking the longest, deepest inhale.

He bent his head, scenting her, his nose gliding over her skin, breathing her in. ‘Your foil is wild; it’s driving me mad,’ he muttered.

His words only incensed her further, and she canted her hips, greedy for more.

He caught her plea, flicked his eyes to hers, and an unholy storm clutched at his heart.

‘ Fokk, mi reina , what are you doing to me?’

His grunt was guttural, feral, almost.

She reached for his head, placing the gentlest kisses on his jaw. He turned his face into it, locking eyes with her.

His entire body flared with violet electrical charge, and his spectral wolf formed above them.

She gasped as his energy, heat, and scorching power surrounded her, then penetrated her.

It was an intimacy like she’d never experienced before, a connection that was so raw, real, and igniting that her skin flamed as if on fire.

‘Honey,’ she whispered, curving up to him, so wet and ready.

‘Love your back with an arch in it,’ he rasped.

He leaned into over her, on one elbow, stomach muscles taut, his fist enveloping his cock.

With a hiss, he glided the mushroom over her clit. Tortuously over the folds of her lower lips, as his gilded eyes blazed, while he bit his bottom lip.

‘Inside me, Xander, please’ she breathed, wanting all of him.

The man appeared not to hear her.

Instead, he slid the tip just inside her pussy then pulled it out, using it flick her clit.

She bucked, hungry, getting wetter and wilder by the second. ‘Not fair.’

‘What was that, mi reina ?’ he growled, enjoying torturing her.

Her arms went round his neck and hauled him down to her.

She snaked her lips over her ears, giving him a wet kiss and swirling her hips, as she tried to confound him into fokkin ’ her.

‘I’m the one running this show, woman,’ he grunted.

He twisted his mouth from hers to suckle on nipple as he continued teasing her clit with his cockhead, rolling, rubbing, driving her mad.

She began to shudder once more, her thighs trembling out of control, and that’s when he growled and sank into her.

That’s when she realized why he’d been priming her.

The man was huge, and she widened her legs impossibly further, moaning, to take his girth.

‘That’s just 25 percent, beautiful. Can you handle it?’

She keened and then, flinging a thigh over his waist, she forced the situation and impaled herself on him so that he sank deep into her.

‘ Naam ,’ she growled.

‘ Foookkk , shiit,’ he groaned, head falling to her nape. ‘Feels so good, mi cielo .’

‘See. I can manage it. Can you?’

He huffed, his chest rumbling above her.

She caressed the skin on his back, running her nails up and down on it in a pattern.

It was all he needed as encouragement.

‘More.’

‘Hell, mi reina , I can tell you love cock.’

‘ Nada , just yours,’ Savvine whispered into his ear as he thrust deep, slow, and with each joining they sighed, moaned, kissed.

With a grunt, he drove into her, working into her, his hips picking up pace as she urged him on.

Soon, he was thrusting so hard and fast she was screaming without a sound into his nape, the pleasure almost too much to handle.

Their lips and mouths melded, suckling, lavving, tongues licking, worshiping.

That’s when Savvine began to sense a new tingle.

In the form of scalding heat from his cock that appeared to spread all over, to every freakin’ cell in her being, creating waves of sensation, like nothing she’d ever felt.

It flashed all over her body in what seemed to be controlled lashes and waves.

‘What’s happening?’ she whispered, the bliss ratcheting beyond anything she’d ever experienced.

‘Remember what I promised? The spectral fire? It’s blazing, mi reina . Let it burn you up.’

His lips fell to hers with even more passion as the unusual heat kept building.

She’d touch the edge of cumming then it’d subside as another part of her body ignited.

It kept going, driving her wilder.

He pulled back, watching her, glancing down where they were joined.

She did, too, and that’s when she saw ripples of violet flaming energy flowing out from their connection all over her.

‘How?’ she breathed.

‘Shh, cum for me, mi cielo ,’ he growled into her mouth.

Without warning, a tsunami of bliss hit, so hard, she almost blacked out.

‘Let go, mama,’ he muttered against her lips as she bucked through what was the hardest-hitting orgasm she’d ever experienced.

She lost all reason as the waves crashed over her, over and over.

He kept driving deep, forceful, and fast, but his breath was ragged.

Savinne held onto for dear life, through the wild storm as he roared into his ecstasy.

The savage energy he possessed flamed over them in an orchid and gold bloom.

As Xander buried his head in her neck, he sank his canines into her skin.

Not sufficient to penetrate, but enough that she gasped at the pain and pleasure of it.

He sank them in a little more, and rapture exploded from the nerves he lit up with his fangs.

As if claiming her as his own in the most primal way and marking her with his sensual stroking, as his mate.

She came harder, bucking even more wildly than before.

With a howl, he threw his head back and emptied his soul into her.

Minutes later, he was still gliding in and out of her, lips to her nape, cupping her breasts and thumbing her nipples.

She ran her palms over his back, legs slipping from gripping his waist to rest on the mattress.

His breath slowed as he gave her a long, sultry kiss.

His hands on her were pure ecstasy.

The lips melded, suckling and gliding over each other until their shudders finally died.

Xander grunted. ‘Gonna need to lie on my back.’

He made them comfortable, switching to his side, taking her with him.

‘Freakin’ hell that was heaven,’ he muttered, keeping her tight to him, giving her another long, melting kiss.

He took more moments to nuzzle her throat, nape, hair, and face as if enamored by her smell.

She loved the attention and gave it back, soaking in their post coital haze for as long as possible.

Eventually, he lifted off her, sliding out of her.

She moaned her dismay, as he leaned in and kissed her some more before stepping from the bed.

He tracked away naked towards a second inner chamber, which she assumed was the bathroom.

The faux moonlight streaming through the cabin’s windows highlighted his sensational body as she rubbed her nape, where he’d bitten her.

Where she’d shuddered as it gave her wave upon wave of thrilling pleasure, as if conducting her bliss like a symphony.

How had he done it?

After the pour of a tap, he soon returned with a hot cloth and cleaned her, then finished off with another mind-melding kiss.

Shivering, Savinne found a duvet and threw it over herself as he prowled back.

‘Cold?’

She nodded.

He slid back into bed, rearranged the covers and pillows, gave a satisfied grunt, and held his arms out.

She went into them and curled into him, making his shoulder her pillow.

They remained silent, still rocked by their explosive sex.

Finally, she inclined her head to him, and he dipped so their eyes locked. ‘Something isn’t adding up, big guy.’

He didn’t say anything. He just arched a brow, inviting her question.

‘You ability to control my pussy, the flames. What was that?’

His chest rumbled and bit his lip, his eyes contemplative as if he didn’t know how much to spill.

She tilted her head. ‘Come on, handsome, you can trust me.’

His mouth twitched. ‘Tis what I warned you about. My body is enhanced, as you know. I have nucleic shifting and aetheric powers, and the ability to manipulate cells outside my own at a nuclear level to control a body I am in contact with, from healing to destruction and even arousal. The process manifests in flames, and it’s how I can implode my enemies and also how I can give you bliss unimaginable. ’

She blinked at him in faux annoyance. ‘Smug much? You’re dangerous, Roman. You should be illegal.’

‘Already am,’ he rasped, lunging for her. ‘The things I’m going to do to you tonight ought to be banned from here to Pegasi.’

She smiled, a slow, sensuous simper. ‘Bring it on, soldier.’