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It hurt and felt good at the same time. His cock didn’t hurt, but the way he was yanking on her tail did.

She made little yipping noises and he grunted and he didn’t last very long.

“Take my come?” he said.

“Yes,” she gasped. They weren’t compatible. He couldn’t get her pregnant. It was fine.

“Good,” he said again, and she felt him pulsing into her.

He reached around her and found her clit again. He passed his thumb over it, and she was sensitive there, and she felt a shower of sparks that made her clench a little.

She moaned.

“Good little preykin,” he breathed. “Good little fuckable prey with such a swollen little clit. You smell fantastic.”

She moaned again. Moon and sun, she was close. He could make her come again.

“Want you to come for me again,” he said. “Come for me twice. Tell me I please you.”

“You—you do,” she whined.

“You like it when I fuck you.”

“Yes.”

“You want it. You want me to hunt you down like this and make you take my cock.”

“Oh, yes,” she panted. “Oh, fuck, yes.” And then she crested and came again, spasming wildly around his intruding, hard, hot member inside her.

“Yes,” he gasped, thrusting against her. “Yes, that, good. You’re coming?”

“I’m coming,” she panted, her voice tattered. “I’m coming.”

He bit her again, leaning forward to put his teeth to that same sore spot on her neck.

For some reason, it made the orgasm intensify. She tightened and hit a higher crest, a shower of golden sweet sparks like bliss going through her. She let out a sound like a sob.

He collapsed into her, onto her, and they lay on the bed like that, his cock inside her, his jaw clamped around her neck, and she felt very, very caught.

Wolf’s plaything,she thought.

She liked it.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

STOCKTON STOPPED KISSINGRora.

She let out a noise of disappointment, reaching for him.

But he was scrambling off the bed, both of his hands up as he moved away from her. “Hey, hey, let’s just… stop.”

She sat up. “Stop?”

“I don’t want to stop.” He put a hand against his chest, smiling at her. “But I think we need to talk about this while not, um…” He gestured back and forth between them.

She ran a hand over his face.

“You, uh, you said that you lost your virginity last night,” he said.

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