The lycanthropy was staring him in the face and he wouldn’t let himself believe it. Jordan had even acknowledged it. Jesus! His wife was a werewolf. He never thought he’d see the day.
Marley’s kicked off their covers, and her scent poured over him.
His lips instantly found hers in a crushing blow. He’d been fighting it all day, but not anymore. She wasn’t frail, not even close. The force he used to try moving his hand earlier hadn’t even caused her to break a sweat. She was possibly even stronger than him, which was Projected Pleasure
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ridiculous but true. She hadn’t even shifted, yet there was no denying how hard he had tried to break her hold.
A moan brought him back to reality. Nails bit into his back while he forced Marley on her back. She put up a small fight, obviously not sure what she wanted. Her body wrapped around him, clinging tightly.
Tracing her folds, wetness greeted him. His fingertips teased her, pushing into her opening only a fraction while he rubbed his thumb across her clit.
“No teasing, Zachary. That’s not nice.”
He plunged two of his fingers inside of her, hitting her G-spot at the depth. “Is that better? If you wanted it deep, all you had to do was ask.”
“Yes,” she breathed heavily. “More.”
“More, what? Tell me, Marley.”
“Go faster.”
Zachary slid his arm around her lower back, arching it while he pushed his fingers deep and fast like she wanted. He drank in her moans, which quickly turned into screams inside of his mouth as she tightened around him. Spasms rocked her body, and he quickly moved down to take in her release.
The scent that greeted him nearly knocked him out. Since the morning, the strength had increased, double. It was the strongest aphrodisiac, the most enticing smell he’d ever come across. He growled, burying face into her pussy.
Marley’s taste froze his senses, almost making him lose his breath. If she hadn’t displayed her strength earlier, then he would have known the moment he tasted her. It was like nothing he’d ever come across before. There were still traces of her, yet they were multiplied. As realization dawned, he could feel his eyes open wide.
She tasted of an alpha. The shock hit him square to his toes.
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The probing of Zachary’s tongue was driving her crazy. “Zachary, enough. Make love to me. I can’t take it anymore.”
His tongue buried farther, making her moan deep in her throat.
The insides of her stomach twisted painfully. Another orgasm was coming. She could feel it building.
“Zachary, please.”
Slowly, he lifted, revealing blue-green eyes that burned brightly.
The color was glowing even in the light. She’d only seen it do that once, and she’d never forget that day. It was the moment he came out of the forest in North Carolina when Jordan fled the car. Cole’s eyes had done the same thing after he tasted her, too.
“You want me to make love to you, Marley?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
He moved up her body, trailing kisses along her stomach and between her breasts. Heat encased her nipple as he sucked one of them into his mouth. She forgot all about his glowing eyes and drifted into the heavenly sensation.
“Now,” she pleaded.
Thickness pushed against her opening while his cock slid inside.
Just at the feeling of how completely he filled her, her eyes rolled back in pleasure.
“Is this what you wanted?”
“Yes.” She moaned, arching her back to bring him deeper.
The thrusts began to increase in pace once Zachary filled her. He went faster and harder than he’d ever been with her before. Marley could feel her stomach doing weird things as her orgasm approached.
The twisting feeling was back and continued to get worse. She needed more control.
With a push from her leg, she flipped her and Zachary over. The shock filling his face only lasted for a moment. When she began to ride his cock, the tense muscles relaxed.
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