Page 57 of Untamed

Jonah tweaks my nipple, smirking before he starts a steady rhythm that shakes me and the bed beneath us. I gasp at his speed, reveling in the way he pins me to the mattress. Excitement threads through my very being as he consumes me completely.

He grasps my hands and holds them over my head. “This is fucking. This is what my body is demanding I do.”

He slows his pace, biting his own lip before kissing the tip of my nose. He trails his expert mouth over my chin, down my neck, and to my collarbone. As he lowers further, his cock slowly retracts. Before I can protest, he sucks my nipple into his mouth.

I buck into him. “Jonah.”

“This is me worshipping you,” he murmurs, trailing a line of kisses all over my exposed skin. I arch into him, searching for his dick. I want more. Ineedmore. “Proving to you how beautiful you are. How fucking sexy every little piece of you is.” He shifts upward, entering me in one swift motion again. “And this pussy is my home.”

I cry out. “Yes, Jonah. Please.” He takes his time, his thrusts a steady tease. I start to shake. “I want to come around you.”

“Mmm.” He sits back on his haunches, dragging my lower half with him until my ass is on his thighs while my shoulders stay on the mattress. He pinches my nipples and skirts his right hand down to find my clit. With one thumb circling my nipple, the other on my clit, and his cock pumping inside me, my body doesn’t know what to do with itself. It starts to shudder, pleasure lapping at me from all angles. I wrap my legs around his torso, bringing us closer as my excitement builds.

I grab the sheets, fisting them in my hands. Short cries and moans push past my lips.

Half-lidded eyes meet mine. “Talk to me, Kinsey. How does that feel?”

My toes curl. “I’m going to come. God, you feel so good. More Jonah, please.”

He quickens his movements. The only thing I feel is the heightening arousal between my legs that propels me forward until I fall over the ledge in bliss. Grabbing my hips, he yanks me toward him in one intense maneuver that has me gasping. I climax around him, my heart threatening to beat right out of my chest. He shivers as he watches me, eyes closing briefly.

Jonah’s expansive chest heaves. I study him as he wrangles himself under control while I come down from my high, my heart too full for words.

He shifts us until he’s hovering over me once more, claiming my mouth and sucking up all the air in the room. He elicits more moans from me, breaking free only to thrust inside me again. “I felt every single squeeze.” Torment crosses his face. “Kinsey, give it to me again. Give it to me before I lose myself inside you.”

A sheen of sweat starts across his forehead. I work my fingers into his hair as he ravages my body. This is the Jonah show, and I’m here for it. His moans mix with mine on the bed he built and invited me into. His home. Our home.

Pelts of fur raise over his arms before he shakes them away. My own wolf rises to the surface as he drives me into the mattress. My teeth elongate, biting into my lip. “Fuck me, Jonah,” I growl in a voice half my own, crazy with need, and half given way to the wolf inside me. “Make me come.”

He roars, his body taking over, propelling me higher and higher. My wolf clamors to the surface, staying just below the surface. I feel her there, rippling beneath me as Jonah and I come together in a flurry of primal need.

“Squeeze me with your tight pussy, Kinsey. I want to feel you. Fuck, I’m so close.”

His excitement seeps under my skin, fanning the flames already burning there like a raging wildfire.

He cups my ass, holding me to him as he thrusts.

He hits a new spot, and I race closer to my climax. “Jonah,” I warn.

He struggles to stay under control, his movements shaky. “Come with me, Little Mate,” he demands as he jerks inside me, pushing me over the edge.

I start to squeeze him and cry out at the barreling intensity. He meets me, grunting out his own release. His arms give out, and he shudders over me while I kiss his chest. His orgasm keeps coming and coming, his body shaking. His cock spasms inside me for the longest time before settling.

“Fuck,” he groans, dropping his head next to mine. “You’re not leaving. You belong here.”

I wrap my arms around him, cradling him to me. “One day,” I promise, making him a pledge of my own since he’s the only one who’s been doing that. Being in this house, I see what life could be like here in the woods with him. Maybe we could build a greenhouse? I could start my own business. I could make a home here. In Lunar.

Something I never thought I’d have.

He lifts up to kiss me. “I’ll be right back. I just have to throw this out.”

He withdraws slowly, and the both of us moan as he exits. My core is empty without him. He strides toward the bathroom, pinching the condom. The door to the en suite closes halfway, hiding his perfect body from view as the water runs for a moment.

When he returns, his cock is still erect, and my brows raise at it. “Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to have sex with you on the full moon. My wolf is raging. Are you sure you’re okay?”

It kind of makes sense now that I think about it. Our wolves get carnal during the full moon, thinking only of mating, running, and hunting. “Am I hearing you correctly, Jonah Livestrong? You wish we didn’t have sex?”

His eyes narrow. “I’m going to punish you for that.”

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