Page 46 of In the Mouth of the Wolf

He tugged his henley off, and I bit my lip at the sight of his sculpted chest, my fingers dying to run through the light dusting of hair that covered his pecs and then trailed down towards…

Oh my god, his huge cock. I hadn’t properly gotten a chance to look at it in all its glory yet, but my mouth salivated at the sight of it – long, thick, with a bulbous knot at the base. That was supposed to fit inside me?

Camden stepped straight into me, backing me into the wall as his eyes met mine. “Do you want some help washing your hair?”

I nodded mutely, and he grabbed a nearby bottle, squirting a generous amount into his large, calloused palms. He motioned for me to turn around and I obeyed, moaning in pleasure at the feeling of his strong fingers digging into my scalp.

“Watch out with those noises, babe,” he chuckled, his erection jutting against the small of my back. “I’m trying to be a gentleman, here.”

I looked over my shoulder, glancing down briefly at the offending member and then back to his face. “You have my permission to stop trying.”

He visibly shivered, one arm wrapping around my waist while the other worked all the suds from my hair. His lips lowered to my ear, teeth nipping along the outer shell.

“Are you sure?”

I turned and curled my arms around his neck, pulling him flush against me; my wet, naked breasts sliding against his skin. His mouth found mine, capturing it in a kiss, while his hands ran down my sides until they curved around my ass, squeezing gently.

His cock throbbed against my stomach, and he ground it into me as his kiss traveled along my jaw and down my throat. “You’re perfect, Marlowe,” he whispered, his voice low and husky. “A fucking dream come true.”

Slick trickled down my thigh again and I whimpered. “Camden, I want to feel your knot. Please…”

I knew he was trying to be gentle and respectful, but I didn’t want a slow, meticulous session of love making. I needed a hard, fast fuck. I needed to see what that knot could do. I’d needed to know ever since I’d touched him in the hotel elevator.

All doubts about my non-human biology had disappeared, and I released my pent-up desire for the crass and very hot alpha now naked and rubbing his hard body against me.

A growl of want and desire rumbled through him, and I whined in response, desperate for friction to relieve the building ache between my thighs.

Camden bit his lips, pushing me against the wall. “I want to lick your sweet pussy, feel you come on my tongue…”

“No!” I said firmly. I grabbed his cock, lowering towards my entrance. His hand gripped one of my thighs, holding it in place while I wrapped my leg around his waist. “Right now, I just need you inside me.”

He smiled on a sharp intake of breath. “Can’t argue with my omega, now can I?”

He took my other leg and held me up, his cock nudging its way inside, but stopped before he thrust more deeply. “You tell me if it’s too much, okay?”

I whined again, trying to push myself onto him. “Just fuck me, Camden.”

His tongue invaded my mouth at the same moment his cock pierced me, and I gasped around him in delirious pleasure. His thickness filled me completely, his knot like a fleshy cock ring that hit deliciously against my clit. Each thrust was a tsunami of euphoria, and I lost myself in his hooded eyes, watching his expression as every push brought us closer to mutual release.

“Yes,” I cried. “Just like that, don’t stop!”

I felt the muscles in his glutes clench beneath my calves, his hands tightening around my thighs as he kept up his punishing pace. “You feel so good, baby, like you were made for me.”

The sound of our wet skin slapping against each other and our panting breaths elicited a wanton moan, his knot stimulating my clit while his dick hit my G-spot from the inside. My orgasm hurtled towards me, and I pulled him in closer with my legs as my walls clenched around him.

He felt so good, so right. Like all the sex I’d ever had before was just practice for this, the main event.

I screamed my release, not caring if anyone could even hear me, and then gasped as Camden’s knot pushed fully inside me, locking into place as he came. The pain from the stretch subsided and my orgasm extended further, as my body convulsed around him. I’d never experienced such sexual bliss in my life. Stars framed my vision as pure pleasure like I’ve never known consumed me.

“Camden,” I sighed. I pulled myself in tighter to his embrace, digging my face into the crook of his neck, inhaling the scent even the shower couldn’t wash away. “Oh, Cam.”

He grunted, still coming inside me, the excess now escaping and leaking out of my entrance.

Words finally returned to him. “Babe,” he said, his voice raspy. “Marlowe. My Marlowe, my omega. I’m yours.”

We stood under the heat of the running water, shaking and panting heavily. I’d never felt so sated in my whole life. With his knot still firmly stuck inside me, he carefully stepped out onto the bathmat, and took me to his bedroom, water dripping on the floor the whole way.

He gingerly sat down on the edge of the mattress, laying down on his back and pulling me down on his chest while we caught our breaths.

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