The Wolf Inside Me (BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance)

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Authors: Celene Lowe
more than fucking okay," she growled into his ear. And then she clutched his buttocks and pushed him even higher. "I want you to take me, Zev. I want you to have me however you want. I want to feel you everywhere."
    He sank himself inside of her all the way to the hilt and stayed there for a moment, feeling the rhythmic pulse of her against him. And then he began to work his hips, slowly at first, swirling himself inside of her. She was moaning and gasping underneath him, but this slowness wasn't for her. He wanted to feel every inch of her. He wanted to touch all of her secret places and claim them as his own.
    She shuddered again. "Zev!" she cried as the sensations took her for a second time. She bucked underneath him, grinding herself wildly against him and her pleasure took him too. He thrust faster and faster. Somewhere in the back of his mind he worried that he was hurting her, but she took every punishing inch as she screamed his name over and over, until at last he joined her in her ecstasy. He felt his muscles twitch and his breath caught in his throat before he howled her name while he spent himself furiously inside of her.
    His strength left him and he pitched forward on top of her.

Chapter Eight
    Selina
    "Zev?"
    "Yes?"
    "You're crushing me."
    He smiled and pulled back. When he pulled himself free, I felt an ache at his loss. I knew all at once that I could never leave him again. That what we had just shared was the seal of a union for life. I felt another frission of fear and instantly his face creased with worry.
    "What is it?"
    "I don't understand. You're telling me I'm a fucking wolf?"
    He nodded simply, like there could be no other explanation. And though I felt the truth of his words, my mind still couldn't accept them as true.
    He stood up and stretched and my jaw dropped to see him above me. He was naked and unashamed. I saw his muscles stretch and move under his skin, rippling with strength and power. His legs were like tree trunks, his arms looked like he could crush rock itself. He shimmered in front of me, his figure becoming indistinct, rippling between the naked man in front of me and the animal inside.
    "Put your hand on the ground." He didn't speak the words, but I felt them in my mind.
    I laid my hand on the ground, surprised at the warmth that radiated upward into me in spite of the chill in the air.
    "Feel the power come up out of the earth and flow through you. Grab ahold of it and use it."
    "What?"
    He dropped to a crouch and I had to tear my eyes away from the huge swinging member between his legs. I was sore down there, but the sight of it made me want to welcome it inside of me all over again. "Pay attention, Selina," he grinned.
    "That's not fair," I whined. "Put some clothes on if you want me to pay attention."
    "You being naked is just as distracting to me," he smiled, reaching out to cup my breast.
    I shivered under his touch and I felt the crawling sensation under my skin that had been quiet up until now.
    He felt it too. "Good, now just...let go."
    "Let go?"
    "Yes, allow it to be free."
    I shivered again, but this time it was internal. Get ahold of yourself, Selina. Never lose control.... Those words had been ingrained in me as deeply as my own name.
    "I...can't...."
    "Try." He bent his lips to mine and I heard his ragged breath. I threaded my fingers through that shaggy mane, grabbing hold as he moved his lips down my throat.
    My pulse started to sound in my ears as my body responded to him. Each little kiss sent a spark downward; awakening slow fire inside of me. I could hear his desire, his thoughts were racing ahead in anticipation of having me. I could feel his predatory instinct laying claim to me even as I didn't quite understand what was being taken. I just knew that he felt like an instinct. My hunger for him had had been burning since the moment I laid eyes on him.
    As he kissed me I felt it coming. Like a series of small explosions, it rippled upward, pressing against the

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