Page 46 of The Werewolf Cowboy
He pushed at her entrance, the knob of his penis barely entering her. Then he thrust. The burning pressure became real pain and she screamed, clawing at the sheets. Grayson leaned close, wrapping his arms around her so she could not move, pinned by his muscled weight. But his mouth upon the bare skin of her shoulder was gentle, and his voice was soft.
“Don’t fight it. Relax, Katy, or it will hurt worse.”
He penetrated deeper, and deeper still until she lost all sense of self and only knew him, claiming her, taking her, making them one. And then, when the pain abated, he began to move. Slow at first, and then she wrapped her legs around his lean hips and pushed up, making demands of her own.
He moved harder and faster inside her. This was what she was intended for, raw, earthy sex, not the polite kisses and hugs of the Skin world.
He groaned, the sound loud in her ear, as his penis became even longer and thicker inside her, as if trying to claim every inch of her. Seed pumped from his cock, pulsing in jets, each warm wash hitting her womb sending fresh pleasure through her, little orgasms that coaxed more screams from her throat.
Locked inside her, Grayson held her close for a few minutes, until his shaft finally shrank and he could pull free. He collapsed, gathering Katy into his arms. Pillowing her head upon his shoulder, she wept, not for the pain, nor the blood streaming down her thighs. The loss of her virginity was nothing compared to the loss she felt inside her heart.
For she knew this could not last, and Grayson would never be her true mate.
Picking her up in his arms, Grayson carried her to the indoor/outdoor bath. He twisted both knobs of the outdoor shower and set her on her feet. Warm rainwater gushed over her, pulsing much as his cock had pulsed inside her only a few minutes prior.
Gently, he washed her with the soap and the clean cloth, soaping her breasts as her nipples tingled from the contact, taking extra care between her legs where she was still quite sore.
Then he got on his knees and put his mouth on her, spreading her wet cleft and delving his tongue there. He licked and kissed in long, slow strokes, much as his throbbing cock had slid between her cleft in teasing motions before he’d fucked her. He kept pleasuring her until the sensations built again between her legs and orgasm seized her. Katy threw back her head and gripped his shoulders, screaming as she came.
She had barely recovered when he lifted her by the buttocks against the stone wall and kissed her, kept kissing her until she clawed at him in her wild need. Then he drove his shaft deep inside her as she clung to him and moaned. This time when she came, he was with her, shouting out her name and shooting his seed deep inside her.
Katy clung to him as he gently pulled out, and then he gathered her into his arms. Wet, shaken from the intensity of her climax, she stroked her hands across his back.
He ran a finger down her cheek. “I want you to be happy in my world, Katy. Not just great sex, and lots of it. I want more for you. There’s a lot of good here as well as the bad.”
Dazed with pleasure, she lifted her head. “I’m a cowgirl, Grayson. How can I fit into a pack that doesn’t have that lifestyle?”
He sighed deeply. “Come back with me to my ranch here tomorrow before you give me a final answer.”
“You have a ranch?”
Nuzzling the top of her head, he cupped her breast and thumbed her nipple, making it hard all over again. “The Gray Wolf Ranch. Reckon you’ve never seen the likes of it.”
As she snuggled deeper into his arms, a troubling thought surfaced. Grayson was taking her to his ranch, his pack.
But would she ever return to hers?
