Page 64 of Same Difference
“What are you going to do?” she murmured, rolling her hips against him.
“About what?” he rumbled, gripping the back of her neck with one hand, and her hips with the other.
“Which Pack?”
A spark of fire lit his eyes as he pulled her down and kissed her. He bit her bottom lip this time and then eased her over to rest her cheek on his. “Whichever one you pick. Don’t you know, Delta-Girl? Nothing is up to me anymore. You run this show.”
Oh, the gravel in his voice as he murmured those words.
“Where are we going?” he rumbled.
She sat up and splayed her hands against his chest and slid him inside of her. “We are home.”
He gripped both of her hips and slid him up and down his cock, eyes trained on her. “Good girl.” He drew his knees up behind her and gripped her hips harder, dragging her up and down him. He threw his head back and she could see the intensity on his face, and the Adam’s apple in his muscular throat. God it was so sexy to have a big, powerful man under her like this.
The tension was building in her body already, dragging her closer to release so fast. Too fast. “Nathan!” She cried out, arching her face back to look at the rafters above. She closed her eyes as she came again, fingers clawing into his chest.
“Fuuuck,” he gritted out, and then shoved her back, repositioned her on her hands and knees on the couch and slid into her from behind.
She didn’t even know what was happening to her body at this point. Her aftershocks were going, but he was driving into her at this perfect pace and depth that her body was building up again.
“Look at you,” he murmured, gripping her chin.
Delta opened her eyes, and there was her reflection in a mirror she had yet to hang on the wall. Her arms were locked on the arm of the couch, tits bobbing, stomach clenched, legs spread as Nathan rammed into her. And behind her was the monster. Dark hair, bronzed skin, scars, wolf eyes boringstraight into her soul. A devilish smile took his lips as he pushed into her harder.
Slowly, he slid his hand from her waist to her right hand and pulled it between her legs. And oh, she could feel his hard cock sliding in and out of her. She didn’t know why but it was such a turn on, feeling it like this. She touched herself as he leaned tightly against her, watching her in the mirror.
Delta closed her eyes and nuzzled her cheek against his as together they build up another release.
When he slammed into her, Nathan let himself go too. Warmth jetted into her, matching her pulsing release as she cried out.
He dragged every pulse of pleasure from them, and then ran his hands down her back, lifting chills there. He massaged her shoulders, her back, all along her spine, and Delta went boneless.
She melted against the arm of the couch, her head hanging off, her arms draped over it while he coveted her body.
He massaged her ass, and the backs of her legs, and then moved to her back once more.
She didn’t know how long they stayed like that. All she knew was she couldn’t move by the end of it. By the time he pulled his cock out of her, she was a pile of uselessness.
She heard the water running in the kitchen, which had been turned on this week. She heard him messing around in there for a few minutes, but she didn’t want this feeling to end. Never in her life had she been this relaxed.
“I wish I had a camera,” he murmured, and she looked over at where he stood in the middle of the living room, arms crossed, washrag in his hand, staring at the shape of her body.
“Oh yeah? Would you make the picture your lock screen.”
“If you let me.”
She giggled and forced herself to roll over onto her side. He approached slowly, then knelt down beside the couch, brushed a flyaway strand of hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear. He leaned down to kiss her lips, and pushed her knees apart gently, and pressed the damp washcloth between her legs. It felt so good. He’d warmed it up for her. Sweet monster.
“Is that your decision,” he asked low.
Delta eased her eyes open and studied the seriousness in his. “You want to be with me?” she asked, needing it said. Needing to hear the truth or the lie in his voice.
“I choose you.”
“Again,” she murmured.
“We needed to break, Delta. It’s all I’ve thought about this week. We needed to break so we could have something to fix. We both needed to hit rock bottom so we could see each other there and build up.”
