All I Want For Christmas Is A Werewolf (Changeling Encounters)

All I Want For Christmas Is A Werewolf (Changeling Encounters) by J. S. Scott Read Free Book Online

Book: All I Want For Christmas Is A Werewolf (Changeling Encounters) by J. S. Scott Read Free Book Online
Authors: J. S. Scott
Gavin needed to control this mating, but she wasn't sure she would live through it.
    Blessedly, finally, his fingers smoothly exited her aching cavern, gliding with ease through her slick flesh, until his fingertips wandered over her pulsating clit. Once he started, he showed no mercy, his fingers stimulating, working the bud furiously.
    Faith cried out in relief, the slippery rugged friction targeted exactly where she wanted it, needed it.
    "Come for me. Come for me now," Gavin commanded, his voice coarse and demanding. "I want to watch my woman take her pleasure."
    As if she had a choice? Every nerve in her body was stimulated, agitated. Her hips lifted and her neck arched as her pussy clenched. Her climax rolled over her senses with an intensity that had her moaning Gavin's name over and over as her entire body went up in flames.
    She was breathless, but she never had a chance to recover before Gavin was on her, his massive cock poised at her tight entrance. He released her hands and palmed his cock.
    "Mine!" He sounded anguished, his breathing uneven and labored.
    Yes. Yours. Always yours.
    "Tell me that you want me. That you need me."
    I do need you. Desperately. Madly. Fuck me, Gavin. Please.
    Faith was unable to form the words, but she knew he could hear her thoughts. Wrapping her arms around his back, desperate for their coupling, she groaned as he plunged his rock hard cock inside of her, filling her channel, stretching her to capacity.
    He exited and filled her again, his eyes wild, untamed.
    He took her with a power and strength that left her mindless, his cock pummeling her over and over, again and again. She wrapped her legs around his waist, meeting his violent strokes, their skin slapping together with audible urgency.
    Overwhelmed by pure carnal instinct, she sunk her teeth into his shoulder, dug her nails into his back. "Mine," her mind shouted.
    "Oh...fuck yeah," he groaned as he slammed into her more fully, thrusting harder, faster. "Take me as yours, baby."
    Gavin hammered into her channel, showing Faith no mercy, and she didn't want any. He was wild, frenzied and out of control, his emotions overflowing into her soul, making her experience the same maniacal desire that mingled with her own.
    His mouth covered hers, mastering her with frantic strokes of his tongue and thrusts of his cock until she was nearly convulsing beneath him, shaking from the intensity of their joining.
    Faith felt her orgasm building, clenching at her gut and igniting her body in flames.
    Gavin shoved his hands under her body, palming her ass. He pulled her up, grinding against her pussy with each furious stroke of his cock. Angling her hips, he plunged deeper, faster, stimulating her clit with each pounding entry.
    He tore his mouth away from hers. "Mine!" His voice was pure feral possessiveness.
    Faith’s climax ripped through her body with such power that she screamed, quaking as her channel spasmed in deep contractions that rocked her entire body.
    Gavin's teeth sunk into her shoulder, releasing another flood of erotic ecstasy. She groaned as the pleasure consumed her, feeling tiny threads binding the two of them together as he marked her as his, claimed her.
    Pulling his scorching mouth from her shoulder, he let out a long low groan as her channel flexed, triggering his orgasm. He buried his cock deep inside her, shuddering as he shot his warm release into her womb.
    He rolled, switching positions, his cock still buried inside of her. She sprawled over his chest, gasping for breath, her heart racing, beating in time with Gavin's.
    "Fuck! Fuck!" he rasped, wrapping his arms protectively around her.
    Faith knew exactly what he was trying to say, but couldn't get the words out. She threaded her hands through his hair, the blond mane as damp with sweat as their bodies. Resting her head on his shoulder, she sighed.
    Will it be like that every time? She sent the thought out to him, her breath still not yet recovered.
    "I hope so. It

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