Page 20 of Under A New Moon

That’s when he dropped down on his haunches, burying his nose in her weeping cunt. She grabbed his hair as if to yank him off, instead, urging him to the task with an unmistakable thrust. He grinned and slavered at her pussy, sucking it in, then grazing his teeth against it. Galen went blind with desire, both he and his wolf drunk on her juices.

He was rock hard, painfully erect when he readjusted the damned thing. But his focus was on her. He didn’t want to stop until she was screaming. His tongue slid inside her, rasping that nub on its exit. Those same two fingers he slid in next, testing the wet velvet of her insides. She was already trembling for him.

He pushed up, making her roll with his effort. “Oh- god, Galen.”

Galen kissed that nub goodbye and reclaimed her mouth, inserting a third finger inside her. She sampled her juices on his lips, unable to hold back a grin. He withdrew to speak, his eyes nearly closed. “Are you ready for this?”

She answered by throwing her hand down his pants and grabbing his firm cock. It was his turn to gasp. Her mouth was soft against his ear. “I thought you’d never ask.”

Sixteen

Darla

She dragged Galen to the bedroom by his cock, and he stumbled after. He didn’t give her a moment to speak when he stole her breath with another kiss, mounting her.

The fights they had before were merely warmups to this, the tension between them finally snapping. She locked her arm around his neck as he caught her ass, driving himself home. A furious exhale escaped her, mingling with a laugh.

Galen was so big and rough but he drilled her with inhuman precision.

She dug her nails in his back, drawing blood.

He could take it. It still made him snarl.

Breathless, she bore her neck to him. What those teeth could do to her. She knew it, and yet, she also knew he wouldn’t hurt her. Not really. He threatened to bite, his teeth sharpening against the soft flesh of her throat as he thrust.

A laugh escaped her, devolving into a batting moan as he skewered her.

White lines, she drew down his arms, until he snatched her wrists and pinned them above her head. His eyes were dark with passion as he battered her insides. The heaviness of him was too much. Darla couldn’t get enough.

She went limp beneath him, letting him handle her.

Galen flipped her over, kissing the space between her shoulder blades as he found her again, driving it in deep. She shuddered with the fullness, clenching around him even as his growl reverberated through them both.

Her eyes rolled back in her head.

She’d already come on the kitchen counter, and it seemed he was determined to make her come again. Her toes curled when he hit her end, threatening to push deeper. “Galen,” she breathed her cries mounting.

He gripped her throat, hoisting her up until she was strung taut against him. There was no bed beneath her anymore. It was all Galen, supporting her with hard nails against her stomach. His breath was hot in her ear. “You’re going to scream for me.”

Fear and ecstasy coursed through her.

He mouthed the space between her neck and shoulder, leaving her shuddering. Then, he slammed into her hard, harder than anything before this. She struggled to breathe, catching his hips and trying to lever off.Too much, too much.

His next skewering blinded her to all else.

Her jaw opened of its own accord, and a mounting cry escaped her. He rumbled with the pleasure of it, driving her hard against him until that cry became the scream he’d demanded. Her face was flush by the time he slowed, dropping her to the bed, still buried deep inside her.

Galen kissed the inside of her elbow, moving up as he worked her inside and out. Almost like he was rewarding her for her efforts. Her throat was raw, her breathing hoarse but he didn’t let up. In fact, he picked up the pace again, pinning her against the bed.

The heat between them mounted, and she knew he was close.

She tilted back to meet his efforts, demanding in her way. He squeezed the generous flesh of her hips as he got close to his apex. She felt it coming in his pace, that desperate, heavy thrust skewering her once, twice, and on the final time, he held, a growl ripping from him one last time.

She felt his seed fill her up, and issued a final cry.

When he was finished, he curled over her, letting his cock drop out. They breathed together, their sweat mingling as he cradled her against his broad chest. She could pass out right here. He’d already fucked her senseless.

As he cooled, he adjusted, dragging her against him as they lay together.

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