Page 120 of Wolf's Vow

Wolfe didn’t stop. His body moved against mine, deep and fast and merciless. Every thrust pushed me higher, every stroke like lightning racing through my veins. The bond wasn’t just there now—it was alive between us, clawing for completion.

He buried his face in my throat, breath ragged, his teeth grazing the place he hadn’t marked yet. The place we both knew he would.

His growl vibrated against my skin, and my hips bucked in response, needing more, taking more. There was no rhythm now, just instinct. No restraint. Just need.

“You feel what this is?” he rasped against my skin, voice wrecked, teeth biting my lower lobe. “This is the Goddess in us.Thisis the fucking bond.”

All the while, the bond surged between us, greedy and insatiable, wanting every last drop we had to give it, claiming us as we claimed each other.

I could barely answer—my voice had been left somewhere between a moan and a sob. I clung to him, nails digging into his shoulders, trying to keep hold of something, anything, as the wave built again.

He pinned me tighter, and his pace turned brutal—perfect. Every push inside me was a promise. Every groan a warning. Every breath he gave me was taken back again.

“You’re mine,” he snarled, voice broken with it. “Say it—Rowen, say it.”

“I’m yours,” I cried out, the orgasm tearing through me with so much force it nearly knocked the breath from my lungs. “Wolfe, I?—”

He snarled, low and dark, and I felt the snap.

The bond ignited. Something ancient burning in our blood. Something older than both of us.

“I need more,” he said with a low moan, his hips still moving, slower now but no less insistent. “I didn’t even get you to a bed,” he added, mouth curling against my neck. “Romantic bastard that I am.”

I huffed a laugh, the sound half-sob, half-exhale. “We seem to have a fondness for this wall.”

He leaned back enough to see my face. His thumb brushed along my cheek. “I felt it. Every piece of you. But I need more.”

I kissed him. Slow, this time. Not out of hunger. Out of everything else.

“Then take me to bed,” I whispered. “And take it all.”

His eyes flared with his power, and he nodded, lifting me easily, still buried inside me as he began to walk.

He lay me on the bed, his body climbing up after me, his head dipping, his tongue tasting me between my legs, lapping and sucking until my hands were twisted in his hair and I was screaming his name.

“Wolfe, I need you inside,” I groaned as my orgasm ebbed, but his tongue kept stroking through my wetness like I was his favorite flavor.

He kissed up my body, his tongue, his lips, his touch, all of it, feeding into the fire that was my blood. Kindling the flames as the bond surged between us, writhing, pulsing, demanding that final connection.

Wolfe kissed me again, his mouth claiming me as his fingers pushed inside me, stroking me in time to the rhythm of his kiss. My hips rocked against his hand, eager for my next release.

My hand wrapped around his thick length, moving over him, making him groan as I stroked his cock. I needed him inside but I wanted something else first.

I need to taste you.

I pushed him off me, my movements jerky and uncoordinated as I scrambled off the bed and onto my knees on the floor. Wolfe’s eyes were heavy with desire as he looked down at me, my hands around his cock, both of us still in our gaze before I ducked my head, my tongue tasting him. Tasting myself on him and needing more.

Always needing more.

His groan was almost my undoing as I sucked more of him into my mouth, my tongue lapping at him, running over the head, licking him like he wasmyfavorite flavor. His handswere in my hair, his hips rocking against my mouth as he drove deeper into me, and all the while, I didn’t stop.

“Oh fuck, princess,” he gasped as I took him deeper. “What the fuck are you doing to me?” he moaned, his head tilting back, his eyes on the ceiling. My fingers dug into his ass, letting him thrust, letting him fuck my mouth, watching his abs contract as he fought to keep control.

I didn’t want him controlled. I wanted him wild.

And I wanted to tease him. I slowed down, his moan of protest making me smile, as I kissed lightly along his length.

“Rowen…”