Page 20 of A Surprise Baby for the Wolf Shifter

He smiled. “Like it?”

“I love it,” I said.

“Good,” he said and headed straight for the standup shower. He turned on the water. Seconds later, steam clouded the air, billowing over the top of the surround. The image was a nice background effect to him standing in front of it, taking his clothes off while maintaining eye contact with me.

I bit my lip as I watched him reveal every curve of thick muscle that covered his body. Right down to his massive cock.

I mean, don’t get me wrong, I knew he was hung from the first time we had sex, but to see the organ itself, in person beforehand… it was no wonder he hadn’t done damage to me. I also figured the pregnancy thing was also a little easier to understand despite all efforts otherwise. That thing had a life of its own.

And I wanted to touch it. Badly.

He motioned for me to join him, and I did so anxiously. He pulled me into him, using one hand to open the shower door, all the while kissing me and holding me close to him. Dear gods above, this man was too good to be true.

Once we stepped into the shower, the hot water poured along my skin, shocking my system. My nerves were on overload, and I wanted even more of it.

Weylan pushed me against the wall, but this time, I was facing it. He wrapped one arm around me and placed his naked body against mine, erection and all. Then he proceeded to kiss and suck on the base of my neck. My knees nearly gave out on me. It also came with an urge to find out what his dick would be like in my hand.

Twisting slightly, I gripped him and sucked in a breath of shock. He growled in response. The sound was primal and predatory and sent shivers down my spine. One that encouraged me to continue.

I turned the rest of the way and placed my back against the shower, sliding my fingers along the entire length of his shaft. His erection really did feel delightful.

Weylan kissed me again. He leaned slightly to his side and squeezed a little bit of soap onto his shaft. I massaged the silky liquid along his sex. His breathing turned ragged, forcing him to pull his lips away from mine and bury his face into the crook of my neck.

“I’ve waited so long for this,” he said, nearly growling out the words.

I smiled. “Me too.”

He finally slid a hand between my legs. Before I could argue about falling over, I was hit with such intense pleasure. It was hard to believe I could experience the level I was standing in the shower.

We stroked each other until my orgasm hit. It was hard to focus on the pleasure washing over me and keeping him pleased as well. He didn’t seem to mind though. Once the wave had subsided, I continued to stroke him.

His dick hardened even more, not too long after I resumed. He smacked my hand away, picked me up by my thighs, and placed me against the shower’s wall. His dick entered me, and he chomped down on my shoulder as he plowed into me.

My mind lost all sense.

And damn near instantly, another orgasm hit. Just as he got started with his.

What happened next was lost in the haze of the best sex in the world. But I knew for certain we had taken turns cleaning each other up. Somehow, the orgasms we had so far didn’t come close to satiating the need for each other.

Instead of drying off and getting dressed like we probably should have done, we ended up on the bed.

His mouth once again found mine as he situated himself between my legs, angling the tip of his erection at my entrance, and I realized I was quickly becoming addicted to his kisses. To all of him, if I was being honest.

He entered me and took things slow. But soon, he picked up the pace and tucked his arms behind me. His hands clutched the back of my head, pulling my hair and bringing me closer to another orgasm.

I was surprised I was handling everything as well as I was. I had half expected to become nauseated with all the jostling, but I didn’t. And that made me very happy.

Once my orgasm hit, he slowed his movements. I wrapped my legs over him and he grunted. It was the move that pushed him over the edge. I smiled to myself as I continued to cry out my pleasure. Hot liquid spilled inside me, and his movements slowed to a stop.

Panting to catch each other’s breaths, we lay intertwined on the bed. He placed kisses on my shoulder and released my hair. Seconds later, he pulled out of me and rolled over.

“Come here woman,” he said.

I giggled and curled into him. His warmth was amazingly comfortable. My eyes started to droop, but I couldn’t let myself sleep. I still needed to discuss the surprise baby with him. I needed to know where he stood on this.

But I also couldn’t bring myself to disrupt the peace between us.

“I needed that,” he said.

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