Reclaimed (Shadow Beast Shifters, #2)(51)

“You don’t know why you don’t want to destroy me?” I laughed. “Dude, you’re a little bit psycho.”

He shrugged. “I’ve never made any concessions for a woman in my bed. They leave satisfied and at times, broken. I don’t want the second part for you.”

That must have been enough talking for Shadow, as he leaned down and captured my lips. He kissed me like he was making love—a rough, dominating sort of love—and I knew that he was quite enjoying this new addition to his life.

When he nudged my legs apart, I groaned, letting my thighs fall open so he could settle between them. “Protection?” I managed to choke out before losing my head completely. Falling pregnant to the Shadow Beast was not on my ten-year plan. Bunch of little demon babies. I mean, they’d be fucking adorable, but our genetics together would probably destroy worlds.

He didn’t pause, leaning down to kiss me. Now that Shadow had finally discovered his love of kissing, he was already near expert level. My head spun and I was certain neither of us breathed for the minutes we kissed.

His hand traced along my body and he slipped it in under my ass so he could hold me up off the bed. That was when I felt the thick head of his cock pressing against my entrance. “We don’t need protection,” he said. “More than sex is required for children here.”

One day I’d find out what that more was, but for now, that answer was all I needed.

Shadow was kissing me again, pushing his cock harder into me, and there was a slight burn as I stretched, but I was well lubricated, so there was almost no resistance as he continued to slide inside.

“Shadow, fuck.”

“Full sentences, Sunshine,” he commanded. “You have to learn to speak in full sentences.”

“No.”

The fire in his eyes burst to life, and in an asshole move, he plunged the rest of the way inside of me. One long stroke. My gasp was lost in his groan, and I waited for the pain to rip me in two, but outside of a mildly unpleasant burning sensation, which wore off quickly, all I felt was full in the most delicious way.

“Wow,” I choked out. “That… It didn’t really hurt.” It had, but like he’d said, I loved that sort of pain. “Might be because I’ve fucked myself so many times that whatever virgin entrance I had was long gone.”

He actually laughed, his head dropping back slightly so I had the most delicious view of his strong shoulders and neck. “You are never predictable, little wolf. Now shut up and let me fuck you.”

A better idea was never had.

Shadow didn’t give me another moment to adjust as he lifted himself up, his cock sliding out a touch, before he slammed it back in, and I could have sworn he hit my fucking ovaries, it was so deep.

My pussy, already well warmed up, was purring like its namesake, and I wondered how I’d managed to survive all these years with just a vibrator. It was like the poor imitation of the real thing, and now that I’d had it…

Dammit.

Shadow kissed me again, and I loved that as he plunged that impressive dick into me, over and over, hard and fast, giving me barely a chance to catch my breath, he kissed me like his life depended on it. We were definitely straddling that line between pleasure and pain, and even when I ached, I wanted more.

I’d always want more, and while logically, I knew this was just a one-night thing, in my heart, it felt real. Like he was loving me so thoroughly that I might not survive it, and part of me wondered how I’d survive without it.

Just feel it, Mera. Worry about the rest later.

I got out of my head and let myself fall into the sensations of Shadow’s body above mine, the curling of my toes as the curling of pleasure built in my stomach.

Opening my eyes, I met his intense stare.

“I’m going to come,” I said in a rush, not even sure how it had hit me so quickly.

He didn’t stop. If anything, his pace picked up, and I came screaming all over his dick. My hands clawed at him, and he let out a low groan.

When my intense pleasure faded, he picked me up so that my lower half was off the bed, changing the angle as he plunged into me. Deeper than ever. “Holy fuck,” I choked out. “What… What is even happening right now?”

Was he sliding right along my g-spot? Every time the head of his dick brushed over that spot, a moan burst from between my pressed-together lips. He was moving slower, pulling all the way out before plunging back inside in one long stroke. He moved without pause, and I wouldn’t have believed it, but I was near coming again in a matter of seconds.

“This angle is my new favorite,” I told him breathlessly.

His smile was slow and satisfied. “You haven’t seen the half of it yet.”

He wasn’t kidding. Over the next few hours, he fucked me on every surface in this place, against the wall, on the floor, on the counters, and then finally, he had me bent over one of the beanbag chairs, his fire still right around us as he slammed into me from behind.

I wasn’t sore thanks to shifter healing, and the pleasure was so fucking unbelievable that I wondered if I would survive it.

One of his hands was tangled in my hair as he jerked me against him, and the other was on my clit, stroking it in time to his thrusts.

“Dead, Shadow! I’m fucking dead.” I cursed as an explosion of pleasure rocked through me. It felt like he was getting bigger as I spasmed around his cock for about my tenth orgasm since we’d started. It seemed a god’s capacity for fucking was measured in hours. Unless…