Page 53 of Never Tamed
Chapter 13
Noble
“And what do you want me to do?” Fisting myself, I rub the tip of my cock at her entrance, and her back arches for me. “Tell me what you want me to do.”
“Fuck me. Please.”
My wolf calls to hers. The bond goes bright and hot between us.
I smile. “Well, since you asked so nicely—” I push in, stretching her. Halfway inside, I slam home, burying myself to the hilt.
She convulses, that tight passage squeezing down on me over and over. “Oh, fuck.”
“That’s it, baby.”
I sink my teeth into her throat and suck. She screams, wrapping about me, her ankles locking around my waist. Then I throw all hesitation right out the window.
We crash together.
Every time I pull out, her hips come up, her hands scratch at my spine as she tries to push me back down, back into her. And I can’t get enough. I drill into her, bottoming out eachtime, drawing back and slamming in. She’s a constant stream of sounds and words.
“Please, please, oh fuck, please.” She lifts up to watch me fuck her.
Her pussy is so hot and tight, and suddenly she comes again, harder this time. I grit my teeth as I bury my face against her shoulder.
“I love you,” I tell her hoarsely.
She meets me thrust for thrust, hips rising to meet mine. I feel her everywhere. Taste her skin. Breathe her scent in.
“I love—”
The door slams open. A gust of cold air tickles my back and my balls tighten.
“What the fuck—” I twist my head toward the sound, but I don’t pull out of her.
Ren gasps and pushes up on her elbows. Because there’s fucking Dax, standing in the doorway, wild eyed and chest heaving.
His gaze locks on us. “Red.”
He gasps out her name and blinks like he finally sees us.
“Close the goddamn door,” I bellow.
He steps back when he realizes what he’s walked into. Then pauses to take in the way my body angles over hers to protect her nakedness. He catches the flush of her skin and the way she pants beneath me.
His brow furrows before a wicked smile tugs at his mouth. “Don’t you know how to fuck a woman properly, Nobie?”
“What is wrong with you? Get the fuck out of here!” I growl. “Can’t you see we’re busy?”
He doesn’t move.
“Dax,” Ren breathes, caught between pleasure and confusion, her body still grinding against mine.
She starts to move again like she can’t help herself except her eyes are for him.
To my complete surprise, he stalks toward the bed.
“No. Fuck no. Touch her and I swear to god—” My instinct is to cover her, to shield her from whatever wild energy is rolling off him, but then she reaches for him.
