Page 59 of Pack to the Wall

He lowered himself, allowing her to slide off before padding behind a cluster of rocks. Moments later, Zev emerged in all his naked glory—broad shoulders, sculpted abs, and every delicious inch of him on display.

"Show-off," she whispered, but her body was already responding to the sight of him.

He stalked toward her, unashamed of his nudity or his obvious arousal. "You needed this," he said simply.

"I need you." Chrissy closed the distance between them, rising on her toes to capture his mouth in a kiss that tasted of sunshine and salvation.

His strong arms encircled her waist, lifting her against him. "You have me," he growled against her lips. "Forever."

The words wrapped around her like a promise, solid and unbreakable. Forever. The thought of it filled her with a completeness she hadn't known was possible. She pulled back slightly, her eyes locking with his, and smiled. "Good. Because I'm not letting you go."

Her hands moved to the hem of her faded t-shirt, and she tugged it over her head, letting it fall to the ground. The cool jungle air kissed her skin, but it was nothing compared to the heat of Zev's gaze as it raked over her. She unhooked her lace bra, letting it slip from her shoulders, and then shimmied out of her cut-off denim shorts and panties until she stood bare before him, the sunlight warming her skin.

Zev's eyes darkened, and he took a step toward her, but she held up a hand, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. "Not so fast, Alpha." She turned and pushed him into the pool with a splash, laughing as he surfaced, his hair slicked back, water droplets clinging to his tanned skin.

"You're going to pay for that," he warned, his voice a rumble that sent a thrill through her.

"Promises, promises," she teased, then leaped into the water after him.

The coolness enveloped her, a refreshing contrast to the heat of the jungle. She surfaced, shaking her hair out of her face, and found Zev already swimming toward her. He reached her in a few powerful strokes, his hands gripping her slim waist as he pulled her against him.

Their lips crashed together again, the kiss deep and consuming. His tongue tangled with hers, and she felt like she was the oxygen he needed to survive. Her arms wrapped around his neck, her legs instinctively circling his waist as he carried her to the edge of the pool. He propped her up on the rocks, his hands sliding down her thighs to part them, his head dipping between her legs.

"Zev," she gasped, her fingers tangling in his wet hair as his mouth found her sensitive folds.

His tongue and mouth were relentless, licking and sucking until she was squirming and gasping for air. Just as she teetered on the edge of release, he pulled away, leaving her trembling and wanting.

"Zev!" she protested, her voice a mix of frustration and need.

He grinned, that predatory smile that made her heart race, and climbed out of the pool. Water cascaded down his muscular body as he reached for her, lifting her effortlessly and carrying her to a smooth rock surface beneath the waterfall. The sound of the rushing water filled the air, a natural symphony that only heightened the intensity of the moment.

"On your hands and knees," he commanded softly.

Her breath hitched, but she obeyed, her body humming with anticipation. She felt him behind her, his hands grabbing onto her hips, and then he was there, his large cock pressing against her entrance. He entered her slowly, inch by inch, the angle allowing him to go deeper than ever before. She gasped, her fingers digging into the rock as he filled her completely.

"You feel so good," he murmured, his voice husky with desire.

He began to move, his thrusts slow and deliberate, drawing out her pleasure with agonizing precision. She moaned, her body arching as he hit a spot that made her see stars.

"Zev, please," she begged, her voice trembling. "More."

He didn't hesitate. His pace shifted instantly, his thrusts becoming hard, fast, and deep, pounding into her with a primal intensity that left her gasping for air. One hand reached around to massage her clit in rhythm with his thrusts, and she felt the coil of pleasure tighten until it snapped. Her orgasm rocked through her, her body convulsing as she cried out, her inner walls clenching around him.

The sensation pushed him over the edge, and with one final, powerful thrust, he came, his release spilling deep inside her. His body shook with the force of it, his growl of satisfaction echoing through the jungle.

They collapsed together on the rock, their bodies slick with sweat and water, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Chrissy turned to face him, her green eyes soft with affection. "You're amazing," she whispered, her fingers tracing the line of his jaw.

"And you're mine," he replied, his voice a low growl that sent shivers through her sated body.

He pulled her close, his arms wrapping around her as they lay there, the sound of the waterfall a soothing backdrop to their shared moment of bliss.

Chrissy soon arched a brow, mischief dancing in her eyes as she traced the hard lines of Zev's abdomen with her fingertips. The waterfall's mist clung to their skin, the jungle humming around them like an audience holding its breath.

"Ready for another round?" she purred, already shifting to straddle him, her thighs bracketing his hips.

Zev's hands immediately found her waist, his grip possessive. "With you, I'm always ready. You don't even need to ask." His voice was rough, edged with that Alpha growl that sent heat spiraling through her.

She smirked, lowering herself onto him in one slow, deliberate slide. A breathy moan escaped her lips as he filled her, stretching her in the most delicious way. "I want to feel youinside me for longer," she murmured, rolling her hips in a slow, maddening rhythm. "Savor how deep you go."

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