Page 32 of Pack to the Wall

He nodded, his hands moving to the waistband of her denim shorts. He unbuttoned them slowly, his fingers brushing against her skin as he slid them down her legs. Her white lace panties were next, and Zev took his time with them too, his fingers tracing the delicate fabric before sliding them down her legs and tossing them aside.

Now she was completely bare, her body laid out before him like a feast. Zev's breath caught in his throat as he took her in, every curve, every line, and every inch of her perfect skin. She was already so wet for him, her arousal evident, and the scent of it drove his wolf wild.

"Zev," she whispered, her voice shaky. "Please, more."

He didn't need to be told twice. He lowered his head between her thighs, his hands gripping her hips to hold her in place. His tongue traced her sensitive folds, slow and deliberate, savoring the taste of her. Chrissy gasped, her back arching off the sand and her fingers tangling in his hair.

"Oh God," she moaned. "Zev, please, even more."

He obliged, his tongue delving deeper, exploring every inch of her. He added a finger, then another, curling them inside her as his tongue focused on her most sensitive spot. Chrissy's moans grew louder, her body trembling as he drove her closer and closer to the edge.

"Zev," she gasped. "I'm so close."

His fingers and tongue worked in perfect harmony to push her over the edge. Her body soon convulsed as her orgasm hit her hard, her back arching off the sand and her inner walls clenching around his fingers. Zev didn't stop until she was fully spent, her body trembling and her breath coming in short, desperate gasps.

He pulled back, looking up at her with a satisfied smile. "How was that?" he asked, his voice thick with need.

Chrissy's eyes were half-lidded, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm. "Amazing," she whispered. "But I'm not done with you yet."

Zev's smile widened, his wolf howling with approval. "Good. Because neither am I."

Chrissy sat up, her naked body glistening under the sun, and pushed Zev back down onto the soft white sand. Her greeneyes darkened, and her lips curved into a playful smile as she straddled him again. Zev's breath hitched as her hands slid up his chest, her fingers tracing the hard planes of his muscles. She tugged at his white polo, pulling it up over his head and tossing it aside. Her eyes roamed over his tanned, muscular chest, and she let out a soft, appreciative hum.

"You're perfect," she murmured, her hands sliding down his abs, her touch sending shivers through him.

She leaned down, her lips brushing against his skin as she kissed her way down his torso, her tongue flicking out to taste him. Zev's hands clenched at his sides, his wolf howling with need, but he made himself stay still and let her take control. He loved this—loved seeing her take what she wanted from him and loved the way her confidence made his blood burn.

"Chrissy," he growled softly, his voice rough with restraint. "You're killing me."

She glanced up at him, her lips curving into a wicked smile. "Good," she said, her voice low and sultry. "I want you to feel how much you mean to me."

Her hands moved lower, her fingers hooking into the waistband of his cargo shorts. She tugged them down, along with his boxers, freeing his hard length. Her eyes widened as she took him in, her lips parting in a soft gasp. Zev's chest swelled with pride at her reaction, his wolf preening under her gaze.

"Do you like what you see?" he asked with a smirk on his lips.

"Very much," she said, her voice breathless.

She leaned down, her lips brushing against the tip of his cock, and Zev's breath caught. Her tongue flicked out, tasting him, and he groaned, his hands fisting in the sand. She took him into her mouth, her lips wrapping around him in a slow, deliberate rhythm. Her tongue swirled around him, her hands gripping his thighs as she worked him with a skill that made his head spin.

Zev's eyes slammed shut, his body trembling with the effort to hold back. "Chrissy," he growled, his voice strained. "If you keep doing that, I'm not going to last."

She pulled back, her lips glistening, and looked up at him with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Then I guess I'll have to stop," she said, her voice teasing.

She moved back up his body, her hands sliding over his chest as she straddled him again. Her wet heat pressed against his cock, and Zev's breath hitched. She reached down, guiding him to her entrance, and slowly sank down onto him, inch by glorious inch. Zev's hands gripped her hips, and his eyes locked on hers as she took him in fully, her body stretching to accommodate him.

"Damn, Chrissy," he breathed, his voice rough with need. "You feel incredible."

She smiled, her hands resting on his chest as she began to move, her hips rocking against his in a slow, steady rhythm. Zev's hands tightened on her hips, his body trembling with the effort to hold back. He wanted to take control and drive into her with everything he had. But he forced his body to let her set the pace, and to let her take what she needed from him.

Her movements soon grew faster, her body riding him with a wild abandon that made him feel dizzy. Her breasts bounced with each thrust and her hair tumbled around her shoulders. Zev's eyes were glued to her, his wolf howling with satisfaction as he watched her take her pleasure from him.

"Zev," she gasped, her body trembling as her orgasm built. "I'm close."

"Let go," he growled, his large hands gripping her hips as he matched her rhythm, driving into her with deep, powerful thrusts. "Come for me, Chrissy."

Her body convulsed, her back arching as her orgasm ripped through her. Her inner walls clenched around him, her moansfilling the air as she came undone. Zev's control snapped, his own orgasm tearing through him with a force that left him breathless. His body shuddered, his seed spilling deep inside her as he claimed her unofficially. His wolf howled with triumph.

Chrissy collapsed onto his chest, her body trembling as she caught her breath. Zev wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as he pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

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