Page 29 of Claimed By the Werewolf Boss
He knows what he’s doing. I won’t miss time with Junelle. But I need his dick inside me. I’m not surewhat has come over me, but I can’t bring myself to taunt him. The words float through my mind, but not past my lips. They part and nothing comes out because I need him to fill me. I need his cum inside of me again.
“Who owns this pussy?” he asks again. He shifts his hold, gripping one of my thighs and pressing it higher. His cock head slides across my clit and notches at the opening of my cunt.
“You do,” I whimper. “You, Valentino, just please fuck me.”
“That’s right.” He spears into me, all the way to the base of his dick. He moans into my mouth, not kissing me, just teasing me as I gasp for air. He punctuates his next statement with hard snaps of his hips. “This slutty little cunt is mine now.”
Thrust.
“Mine to lick.”
Thrust.
“Mine to fuck.”
Thrust.
“Mine to breed.”
Pleasure ripples through me, growing into a wave of ecstasy as he starts to fuck me seriously. He unleashes himself on me, grunting and groaning until I’m not sure they are even human noises. My short nails scratch his back and slide down his sweat-slick skin.
“Shit, that’s it, baby,mark me.”
I dig in harder, not even worried about if it hurts because it makes him fuck me faster. His pelvis slams against mine each time he bottoms out, heavy sac beating my ass as my body starts to fold in on itself. He pushes me up until my hips are raised above my head and blood starts rushing to my face.
“You want my cum, don’t you?” he asks. All I can do is nod. “That’s my dirty girl. Such a slut for me.”
“Only you,” I choke out. My chest aches as I say the words. It’s just for him. I’ve never let myself feel as much as I do for another partner this way. I’ve never admitted to liking these things to another person. It’s all for him.
“Fuck,” he moans. “Just what I want to hear, baby. So damn good for me. My perfect mate.”
Valentino squeezes his hand between us and starts strumming my clit. With all the blood in my body rushing to my head, I’m not sure I hear him right, but I don’t care. He called me perfect. My body sings under that praise, and I let go.
My orgasm crashes over me, leaving me gasping for air. I stare at him the whole time, his tanned skin, thick beard, and beautiful brown eyes all mesmerising as my pussy convulses around his cock. He fucks me until I’m trembling with aftershocks.
“Gotta makeit stick,” he grunts.
He rubs fast circles around my clit, bringing me right to the edge of another climax. It happens so quickly, my legs shaking with the sheer force of his hips pounding into me as he pinches my sensitive nub.
“Valentino,” I squeal as my second orgasm blindsides me.
He slams into me, pulling back just a little as his dick swells and starts to flex with his own orgasm. He makes a noise in the back of his throat like a wounded animal. I wrap my limp body around him the best I can, running my hands up and down his body to soothe him.
I don’t know what that sound means, but I want him to feel good just like I do. We collapse sideways, his dick slipping out of my abused cunt. Cum smears across my thighs, but it’s not what I’m worried about now.
“Are you okay?” I ask, pushing his hair away from his forehead. It’s so thick, I’d probably be jealous if he hadn’t just fucked my brains out.
“I’m dead,” he groans. “But I died the happiest I’ve ever been. Tell my family I tolerate them.”
A hoarse, weaving laugh bubbles up out of me. Valentino buries his face in my boobs and sighs while I continue to pet him. He holds me tight, cuddling and caressing my body with pure reverence. He doesn’t seem at all ready to start the day or leave the bed. I can’t say I blame him. Right here in his arms is where I’d happily stay for the rest of my life.
“Are you okay?” he asks after a few minutes.
“Why wouldn’t I be?”
“I’m just checking in, sweetheart, seeing how we’re doing on the comedown after a bit of rough sex.” He kisses the side of my breast before he nuzzles back into me.
“I’ll take this kind of wake-up call over my alarm any day,” I say. “Even if I do have a sore vagina now.”
