Blind Wolf (A Werewolf BBW Shifter Romance #1)(30)

Damien forced himself deeper in, his c*ck throbbing through its whole shaft. She could feel the heat of it slick between her thighs. He paused just as their skin pressed together, the length of him pulsing inside of her. Julia's body shivered and clenched, her head tossed back.

"My mate," Damien said. She had her head forward but even without seeing him she could tell that he was smiling. His hand loosened around her throat and she gulped.

"Yours," she said, her fingers dug deep into the pine needles. "I am yours. Be mine now."

He bent over her resisting body, bent it forward until her muscles could not hold her up any more and she buckled, her elbows askew on the ground. Farther still, until his weight was pushing against her and she thought she could not hold them both up. Then he withdrew, thrusting inward again quickly. Again he withdrew, and again he thrust, and the nerves between her legs burned with the slick tension.

Faster now, faster and harder. Damien was rocking himself back and forward, using her h*ps as a leverage point. Julia could feel her ass being bruised by his h*ps slamming into her, yet she echoed his motions all too eagerly. She was hungry for him, her appetite insatiable. The agonizing lust within her body grew as his c*ck thrust in and out of her, and soon she was braced against the forest floor, pushing herself back onto him with equal force.

The angle he was positioned in was perfect: she could feel herself coming closer and closer to her cli**x with every pounding sound. Their bodies came together brutally, attracted to each other with feelings so raw that they could not be anything but sincere. The reality of their desire burned through Julia as she felt Damien's hand clench over her hip and she knew he was close to orgasm as well.

His hand slipped down, over her breast, and Julia drew a sharp breath as his fingers pinched down on her nipple, twisting it hard. Every limb of her body was on fire with lust, and his touch set off her orgasm in a fierce shudder.

She writhed in Damien's arms, arching back against him. Wave after wave of orgasm pounded her as his thrusting increased, his c*ck impossibly harder. His breath was fast in her ear while she shook with the intensity of the feeling that was exploding through her body. He caught the wave of her ecstasy and rode it along with her, and she could feel his explosion mimic her own, shattering any semblance of distance between them.

"Ohhh," she moaned as Damien jammed his swollen c*ck into her tight, tight slit, another shiver of orgasm vibrating through her nerves like the last ripple disappearing in a pond. Damien's body stiffened over hers in a final spasm and she felt his hand squeeze once, hard, then relax. She felt the spasm in her own core, her body clenching until he relaxed as well. His heart was pounding so loud that Julia could hear it through his skin, the heat radiating from his every limb.

Julia felt strangely peaceful, as though her wild body had shaken so much that it was now buzzing, hovering in a mystical place between reality and dream. She felt herself begin to swoon, and a strong arm caught her and turned her. Grateful, she let Damien lay her down against the forest floor. Above them, the rays of the morning sun shone through the pine branches.

He settled her onto the soft ground. When she caught his hand with hers she felt his fingers trembling. She brought them to her lips and kissed them.

“Such a big bad wolf,” she murmured.

“I hope I didn’t scare you too much,” Damien said.

“I was only scared when I thought I might lose you,” Julia said, her eyelashes fluttering against her cheeks.

Reaching one arm under her head, Damien cradled her into his chest. His long arms wrapped her up entirely like a cocoon.

It was the oddest thing. Despite the circumstances, despite the fact that she had seen him shift into a wolf and tear into a brutal fight with another animal, she felt safer in his arms than she had ever felt before. There was no awkwardness, no unfamiliarity. He took her body in his arms as though he had done so for years and would always do so in the years to come. She wondered if he would keep her for the years to come. She wondered if she had gone crazy.

"Oh, the library!" Julia said, her head turning up. "What time is it?"

"You don't need to worry about that," Damien said.

"Helen will kill me," Julia said, squirming in his arms. "You don't understand. She'll fire me."

"I already called in and told her that you'll be gone for the day."

"What?"

"Actually, I told her you couldn't come to work anymore this year," Damien said.

"You did what?" Julia sat up, her mouth agape.

"I thought you'd need the time to study literature," Damien said. His fingers stroked her palm, comforting her even as her thoughts raced. "After all, you're going to have to catch up. The school year's already one week in."

"I—no, Damien, go to college?! I can't stop working. The house—"

"I went to the bank yesterday and wrote a check for the property. It's not what you think," he said quickly. "I'll sign the deed over to you. I just wanted to make sure nobody bought it before I had the chance."

"How...how did you possibly..."

"The pack has been saving for a while now," he said. His fingers intertwined with hers. "You don't have to let us live on your land, of course, but if you'll let us build a couple of cabins somewhere out in the woods, you won't even know the pack is there. It's up to you."