Page 24 of Love Bites Hard

The feel of his body in mine was all-encompassing.

I forgot about the gazebo.

The curtains.

The pack.

There was just Porter, and me.

And even though my feelings for him were far from pleasant, he felt absolutely incredible.

I shattered on his erection with a cry, my fingers digging deeper into the cushion as he slammed into me once, then again.

The heat of his release flooded my channel as he roared his pleasure. The base of his cock swelled bigger, and I choked out a strangled cry as the pressure of it grew otherworldly.

“You take my knot so fucking well.”His teeth skimmed my sensitive shoulder, where he’d bitten me earlier.“Tell me how it feels.”

“Unreal,” I managed to get out.

Intensely erotic—and somehow, even more intimate.

He pressed my clit hard, and my hips rocked in desperation. My climax had ended, but I was so close to another one.

“The magic of our connection will drive you wild until it eases.”His voice was pure gravel.“Let it. Don’t fight it. I’ll feel every shred of pleasure you do while we’re connected this way. Every time you climax, you’ll take me with you.”

I cried out again as he eased the pressure over my clit. I moved my hips a little, desperate to chase the release I could feel building, and cried out at the light but sharp pain that answered.

“I’m going to lose my mind,” I moaned aloud, unable to think clearly enough to have to conversation mentally.

“That’s the point, baby. Let yourself feel it.”The hand he didn’t have on my clit slid under my shirt and found one of my tits, gripping hard.

“I’m not yourbaby.” My nails were so deep in the cushion, it hurt. I could feel his wild, reckless magic threatening to consume me entirely, but I didn’t want to give him that power over me. I wanted to stay in control. “I can’t let go. I—ohh, fuck,” I hissed, as he pinched my clit.

“You’re close. Stop fighting it.”

There was power behind his command, and I shuddered against him. With his cock buried inside me and his body wrapped around mine, I was afraid I was going to lose the battle.

“How much longer?” I gritted out.

“The first time, at least thirty minutes. Up to an hour, based on power.”

Logic told me we were in for the hour.

“Surrender to my magic, Isabella.”

He did know my name.

I didn’t know how—but he knew.

“Your body belongs to me. Your pleasure, too. You’re going to spend the next hour climaxing on my cock, so close those sexy green eyes and let go.”

The command was so fierce, so hot, that I didn’t evenwantto fight it.

I forced myself to back off, to stop fighting the sensations I was feeling. To let out a slow breath and let myself sink into the pleasure he was offering me.

And slowly, the untamed magic within him took over entirely.

I screamed with pleasure at the first, heightened climax as my body squeezed his knot.

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