Page 57 of Into the Dawn

For a moment, I think she's angry. I nod, unsure what to say. Maybe I got this wrong. Maybe it was too soon for me to go off and leave her while I do this. She probably wanted more say in picking a place.

“I wanted you to have somewhere private for your heat. And somewhere for us to start afresh together. But if it’s not right…”

"It's perfect," she whispers. "You're perfect."

The sheer strength of her happiness is enough to take my breath away. Her scent spikes with joy and lust.

Apparently, I did good.

Pulling up outside the cabin, I hang back and give Vanessa the keys, letting her go ahead and explore, knowing I’ll feel her reactions through the bond. I can’t take my eyes off her ass as she climbs the porch steps and goes inside, wandering from room to room and breathing in the clean scent of the recently re-decorated cabin.

“I love it.” She turns, her beast glowing in her eyes as she stalks toward me.

I step inside and kick the door shut behind me. We’re staying. Nothing could make me leave this house before the end of Vanessa’s heat.

By the time I’d gotten here to check the place over, Maisy had already left supplies on the porch with a note promising that she’d drop off more food tomorrow.

There’s not one reason to go back outside.

“I love you,” she murmurs, coming so close that her body heat hits me, even though we’re not even touching yet.

I stay frozen to the spot as she slides her hands up under my shirt and yanks it over my head. As she explores, I stare down at her, enjoying her enthusiastic attention and playing a game with myself to see how long I can resist the lure of her heat.

It’s not very long.

When she steps out of her shorts and tosses her vest to the side, pouncing on my belt and rubbing my bulging crotch at the same time, I’m done. Picking her up and tossing her over my shoulder, I slap her ass hard when she giggles and kicks her feet excitedly.

“Ben, put me down!”

“Your wish is my command.” I drop her onto the bed unceremoniously, using my hands to turn her, midair, so she lands on all fours near the edge of the mattress, shrieking as she tries to stay upright.

“Ben.” She gasps as I drop to my knees and immediately grip her hips hard, tilting so I get the access I need to lick her clit then lower myself to taste the copious juices, readying her for what’s to come.

“You know what could happen, Vanessa? This could be the baby you said you wanted. Are you sure?”

“Yes!” she cries out, but I can’t be sure whether she’s overjoyed about having a child with me or just reacting to how I just pressed two fingers deep into her channel.

“With me, Vanessa. You want to make a baby with me?” I stroke a hand up her back, following the length of her spine to tangle my fingers in her hair.

She whispers “yes” as I press down, forcing her onto her forearms, her face against the mattress, and her ass up in the air.

“Good. Because I’m not going to be able to stop until I give you one.”

Shoving my jeans down, I guide my swollen head to her entrance and thrust deep, all the way to the hilt, our bond swirling around us like a tornado as I drive in and out, lifting us toward an orgasm stronger than I ever knew was possible.

As my knot starts to swell, trapping us together, I tip my head back and roar my release, spraying jet after creamy jet of cum deep into her tight body.

She gasps and writhes beneath me, one hand stretched back to hold me in place, keeping me tight against her.

“Fuck, Ben. Fuck.” She whimpers every time I pulse my hips, determined to keep her pleasure rolling, her enjoyment high, and those orgasms coming.

Dragging my teeth along the back of her shoulder blade, I press forward, pushing deep into her with my knot, and roll, letting my still hard length press and drag against a particularly sensitive spot.

“More, Vanessa. I want more. You’re going to keep coming until you can’t even fucking speak.”

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