Total pages in book: 154
Estimated words: 148955 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 745(@200wpm)___ 596(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 148955 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 745(@200wpm)___ 596(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
I sprint and am upon her in just a handful of paces. I tackle her to the dirt, breaking her fall by rolling so she lands on me first. Then I roll and pin her to the ground.
“Don’t run from a predator, Ivy Savage,” I growl against the mark on her throat.
I smell her arousal instantly.
But she’s denying it by writhing under me, scoring her fingernails across my face. “Get off me you filthy monster.”
“That sound in bed was my agony, Ivy. That sound was turmoil at how you feel about me, at how I incinerated your love for me to ash. I hate that I did this. I hate that you think I’m a fucking jerk. That wasn’t a noise to intimidate you. But I’m not about to tuck my tail between my legs and walk away. I won’t do it. I’m going to fix this, even if it takes years. Even if you try to deny me.”
Her chest heaves up and down as she gasps for breath.
I purr for her and her heartrate slows a little. She’s not gasping so hard. I can’t help myself, as her chest heaves up and down, her breasts touching my pecs, so I run my nose along the mark on her throat and grind my cock against her center. She’s in shorts and a shirt with no sleeves, just strings over her shoulders, and the black top has the tops of her breasts spilling out.
Before I think better of it, I haul the top down on the right, exposing her creamy breast and her peaked nipple. I take it into my mouth and suckle hard.
She moans.
I suck again. Harder.
She cries out and grabs my hair. For a second I think she’s trying to pull me off, but then she grinds against my cock.
Yes. Fucking yes.
I fumble down below and free myself from my pants. I pull her shorts to the side and she’s sopping wet when I slam inside her. She groans as I push hard, to the root, feeling her hips beneath me. I feel like I can’t get close enough. I put my lips to hers and our tongues twist up together.
Our teeth even clash, but I don’t care. I plunder her sweet lips, taking everything I can get. Every fucking bit of it. I flip over, taking her out of the dirt; my beautiful girl doesn’t belong in the dirt; I do. I bounce her on top of my cock as I lay back, taking a handful of her perfect breast in my hand as I continue making her move with the other. I cock my knees and she leans back against my thighs, mouth opening into an o-shape. She looks beautiful against the backdrop of the black sky with her angelic face and halo of wispy hair. She is an angel. My angel.
I grab the length of her hair and bounce her some more, growling with ferocity at the possessive feelings engulfing me.
She looks at me with panic. I’ve half-shifted again. Shit. The panic in her eyes! I quickly knot so she can’t escape. And I push my wolf back. Or I try. But my wolf pushes forward, wanting to be seen, wanting her to know.
There’s clarity for me right now. This is me. All of me. All of me loves her.
I hold her tight as my knot pulses inside her beautifully tight heat.
My wolf recedes as she’s coming, coming beautifully with her eyes locked with mine, her entire body trembling on me. She collapses into me as it ebbs away from her and I feel a prickling sensation in my veins as the angry heat inside me cools.
I wrap my arms tight around her and lift her while standing, my cock still inside her. I kick the pants, which are still around one of my ankles, off and carry her back to bed. I lay down on my back with my cock still inside her.
“I love you, my Ivy. All of me loves you.”
She makes a sweet little sound that sounds almost like a purr of her own as she falls asleep.
Something strange dawns on me.
I think my Ivy might be in heat.
51
Ivy
I wake up on top of Ty. I lift my head from his chest and see his throat, his chiseled jawline. I blink a couple times. I’m naked.
My clothes are tangled up in the bed.
When I ran outside, that scent of his got stronger and it did something to me. It was like an aphrodisiac.
After we fucked outside, he fucked me again in this bed, this time ripping all my clothes off. And he didn’t turn into the monster this time, but for some weird reason… I wanted him to.
And that’s so fucking twisted, I can’t believe it.
There was something about the way he fucked me outside, the way he roared out his orgasm in that partial Tyson, partial monster form was… I don’t even know how to describe it.