Page 49 of Cowboy Wolf's Kiss

Her gift was intense and scary, but it was part of her, so I loved it.I loved everything about her.

So.Fuck yeah, I told her I would help her explore the uncharted territories of her powers by her side.

Mate.Mine.

I swallowed her gasp as one hand closed over her plump breast, teasing the tiny bud I found there.She spread her sexy thick legs, making room for me, and I wanted to howl my desire for her to the entire world.

But I was a little busy, sliding my hand between us and undoing my pants.Newly freed, my cock bumped against the soaked cotton of her pretty pink panties.I moaned as I licked into her mouth, tugging on the elastic that circled her thigh.

“You wet for me, Angel?”I asked.My voice was filled with hunger, laced with my Wolf.And I knew if I could see my own reflection my eyes would be glowing with Demon.

“Yes, Emmet.Need you,” she whimpered.

“I got you,” I said, and I meant it.

I slid my fingers through her slippery folds, groaning at her soaked, hot flesh.Strumming my thumb over her tight little clit, I groaned as I pumped two fingers inside her channel.

Fuck, she’s goddamn dripping.

“So wet.So fucking wet for me.That’s my Good Girl.”

I should have taken time, should have prepared her, worshipped her more.But I couldn’t wait another second.Besides, I could do all that during the second round.

I lined up my dick and pushed inside with no resistance.

“S’fucking tight,” I groaned, burying myself to the hilt.

“Missed this so much.Missed you.Tell me how you feel, Angel.”

“Full.Oh, God, Emmet!I feel so full of you,” she moaned, and I loved it.

Her chest heaved beneath me, and I felt her quivering sheath tightening, stroking my dick as I seesawed in and out of her.

“Fuck.Mine,” I growled.

“I love it when you’re possessive,” she whimpered, clutching at me.

I watched the pulse at the base of her neck galloping as I drove into her, seeking her pleasure and, therefore, my own.Jezebel was so wonderfully submissive.So goddamn responsive.So fucking soft.

“You have no fucking idea how possessive I am of you, Angel,” I grunted, rising to my knees.

I just had to see her as I took her.Needed to watch every jiggle and shake of all the glorious flesh as I drove inside her.

I gripped myself at the base of my cock, withdrawing so just the tip sat inside her heated sex.

“Please, Emmet.Please,” she begged, and my eyes widened as she slid her hands to her tits, cupping the mounds and pinching her nipples.

“I got you,” I growled, slamming my hips to hers and driving for fulfillment.

Jezebel called my name, scratching my shoulders as I pressed her legs wider apart, crushing her beneath my bulk.But she was pulling me closer, so I knew she liked it from her response.That and the way her cream was currently dripping down my balls.

This woman was made for me.She took it all.My rough.My soft.And with such fucking grace.

That knowledge alone soothed my savage beast in ways I hadn’t thought possible.

“Come for me, Angel.Come right now,” I commanded, and that was all it took for her to fall right over the edge.

Thank fuck, because I was right there with her.And as I spilled myself deep inside her womb, I finally told her all of it.

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