Page 29 of The Wolf King's Demand

Tyler tucked his arms still tighter against his ribs. “You wouldn’t.”

And then Addison pounced. As a child, she had sometimes pretended that she could shift when she was sure no one was watching. Now, she could do it in front of someone and feel all of the excitement and none of the shame. Her body was a weapon, and using it to leap onto someone made her feel just how powerful she could be.

The two of them rolled around on the bed, grappling, and trying to tickle each other. Both were laughing, and there was no way to tell when someone was giggling from being tickled and when they were just giggling.

Until, suddenly, she was underneath Tyler, with both of her arms pinned under his legs.

He stroked her cheek lovingly and, with his other hand, started to circle her nipple with his thumb. She remembered all at once how handsome he was and how much she wanted him.

“A second ago, we were talking about the idea of having children of our own,” he said, his voice now soft and sultry.

“You have to let my arms go,” Addison replied.

“Only if you agree to a tickle truce.”

Tickling was already the last thing Addison wanted to do to Tyler. “Agreed.”

He moved his weight back to his feet, and she pulled her arms loose. Immediately, she wrapped them around his neck and pulled his face down to her.

“I want you to fuck me right now,” Addison said. “And I want everything that comes with that.”

With that, she kissed him, and he kissed her back. If their playing had been animal-like, the way they kissed each other was even more so. They needed each other with a passion that spoke from the deepest, most natural part of them.

Tyler pulled her shirt and bra off. He grabbed both breasts and caressed them. Addison writhed.

“First, I want to play,” said Tyler. With that, he kissed her on the collarbone, then slowly kissed down her body toward her wet pussy. With a yank, he pulled down her skirt and underwear and then gently ran his tongue over her already soaking core.

She moaned. For a second, she wasn’t sure if she liked the wetness, but the power of the sensation carried her past that. Gradually, Tyler focused on her clit, and the feeling grew stronger and stronger. Everything else faded away, and all she needed, all she wanted, was for him to keep going. Faster, longer, more …

Tyler pulled away. “You enjoy that?”

“Yes,” she managed. “Yes, I did …”

Tyler unbuttoned his pants. “Good. Get ready for the main course.”

His cock fell out, long and hard and ready. The moment she saw it, she wanted it inside her.

“You’re so beautiful,” he told her as he gently pushed into her body. He leaned closer, and she grabbed him with her arms. The two of them were soon rolling on the bed again. The difference was, this time, their touches were clinging and longing. They pushed and pulled each other into themselves, full of a desperate fire.

“I want you so much,” she muttered. “You’re amazing.”

He pushed into the deepest parts of her, never too hard but never too gentle either. Both of them followed their animal instincts. They listened to their bodies and to the sounds and rhythm that told of the other’s body. They were on a bed, but it all felt as natural as a forest floor.

She felt the rising tension of the final moment when all their passion would crescendo. Tyler could certainly feel it, too, and he was pushing her further and harder. She ran her fingers through his hair and then down his back. Yes. This was it. Yes.

She came just a second before he did. Pleasure surged through her body, and her muscles tensed and released, twitching slightly after. The two of them lay wrapped in each other and full of each other’s joy.

Tyler pulled out of her and then squeezed her to his chest. His arms were strong and warm, and she relaxed into them gladly. Already, the animal passion they had been full of felt far away, but it had given way to something even better. A peaceful contentment followed by lingering warmth like embers in a fire.

“Gods, that was even better the second time,” she said.

Tyler smiled. “Don’t worry. There will be many more times after that.”

She beamed. “You promise?”

“Trust me.”

And they lay there, all wrapped up in each other. Addison felt a sense of warmth and belonging that she supposed she had been searching for her whole life.

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