Page 81 of Shattered

“Sure. I need to check on Liam, too. Get him ready for the next three nights.”

“Shit,” she groaned. “I almost forgot. God, what the hell is wrong with me?”

“We’ve all been kind of busy between the trial and you working. It’s okay,” he reassured her. “I think we became a little comfortable.”

“Yeah.” She dropped her shirt and stepped over to his glass shower. “I’m sorry I put you in this situation.”

“Stop, it’s no big deal.” He closed the distance between them, unable to keep his hands off of her anymore. He wrapped her in his embrace and pressed a kiss to the nape of her neck. “We’ll get through this. I promise.”

She laughed. “God, we’re fucked up.”

“What do you mean?” He didn’t blame her for her sentiments. He said it every day about himself.

“Your dick is pressed to my ass, and all I want is you inside me.”

Mackenzie slipped his hand past the band of her loose-fitted pants and found her slit covered in her cream. He moaned. “Tell me to stop, star, and I will. Tell me you don’t want this.”

She tensed in his arms before she shuddered and more of her cream coated his fingers. “I can’t. Oh, God, Mackenzie. I can’t.”

“Tell me to walk away. Yell at me. Tell me you hate me. Anything to stop us.” He pressed two of his fingers into her pussy and muttered a curse.

“No,” she whimpered.

“I’ll knot you, Aurora. I won’t be able to stop myself.”

“I know,” she answered. “Please, Mac. Please make this ache go away.”

He growled. “It’ll never go away.” He pushed her pants down, allowing them to pool at her feet. “Bend forward.” He kicked his feet apart then opened his jeans. The pressure on his dick eased as he released it from the confines of the starched denim and stroked it. “I should make you walk around Kalkin’s house with my cum still in you as punishment for doing this to me.”

She trembled and whimpered, wiggling her rear. Damn it. He couldn’t say no to her. He feared he’d never be able to. Not when his wolf was so fucking randy, he needed his dick inside her at all times. He teased her slit with the tip of his cock before filling her in one thrust.

He shouted while her pussy fluttered and flexed with her orgasm. The knot at the base of his erection twitched, and he’d be damned if he’d be a one-stroke wonder. He retreated and filled her again as he worked her clit, determined to keep her spilling that sweet cream of hers on his cock. Her cries were music to his wolf’s ears, and he allowed the beast to join him. Everything in the bathroom became brighter.

Crisper.

The wolf went with his baser instincts. Fuck, knot, cum. Over and over again. Mackenzie gave over to it. Aurora had been right about one thing; they didn’t have the time to explore this. They’d have to be quick about it. Later, however, all bets were off. He swore, when he bedded her again, he’d worship her body and keep her coming for hours.

Mackenzie buried his face in crook of her neck and groaned. The hedonistic sounds coming from him, built until he couldn’t stand it. Coupled with Aurora’s excited cries, he was already beginning to knot her. “Shit, Aurora.”

Saliva pooled in his mouth, and he could see the wolf waiting for the perfect moment to bestow his mark upon their mate, properly this time. A war waged within him even as he shortened his thrusts so as not to hurt her.

“Mac, please...” she sobbed, shaking in his arms. “I need you.”

“I’m right here.” He pressed down on her clit, milking the hard bead for all he was worth. “Take me with you.”

His lips pulled back from his teeth, and he lifted his head, ready to strike. Her little pussy fluttered twice before she started coming hard. Her pussy pulsed and rippled, milking his dick. Mackenzie shoved as deep as he could go as the knot inflated completely and he began to cum. Each jerk of his dick ripped another cry from his lips. Every instinct screamed he should bite her and finish it; however, he bit his bicep to keep from taking the one choice she had, accepting his bite. Seemed a bit pedantic seeing as she had his knot, but still he resisted.

When he released the hold on his arm, he let out a shuddered breath. “Aurora, are you okay?”

“Yeah...” her voice warbled.

“You sure? Did I hurt you?” Concern filled him.

“No.” She patted his arm. “I have a knot inside me, and I can feel the head of your dick nudging my cervix, which isn’t scientifically possible, but here we are.”

He laughed to himself. Wolves weren’t on the spectrum of scientifically possible. If she felt it, he was doing it. “We’re going to be here a while.”

“Good thing I’m getting a shower?” she questioned.

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