Pregnant with His Werewolf's Baby by Anya Byrne Read Free Book Online Page B

invading fingers, moaning, whimpering, needing Saul more than ever
before. He might have still been a little sore after the night they'd shared,
but right then and there, Gavin couldn't care less. All he knew was that he
wanted Saul again.
    And that lust kept increasing with every single second that
passed as Saul added sensation onto sensation, mastering Gavin's body like a
virtuoso would a musical instrument. Saul crooked his fingers inside Gavin,
unerringly finding his prostate. All the while, his free hand wiggled its way to
Gavin's front, zeroing on Gavin's hard cock.
    Gavin cried out as Saul's hard fist engulfed his tormented
dick. He didn't even know how to move anymore, torn between the burn in his ass
and the throbbing of his cock.
    In the end, Saul made the choice for him. He released Gavin's
dick and pulled his fingers from his ass. Losing both of his lover's touches at
the same time left him reeling, trying to push back against Saul. But a few
moments later, something blunt and thick nudged at his opening, and all doubts
and fears faded away. In one smooth thrust, Saul slid home, his dick filling
Gavin's channel to the brim.
    Just like the night before, Saul stilled inside him, waiting
for Gavin to relax. But Gavin didn't need relaxation, and he pointed this out
by clenching his ass muscles around Saul's dick. It wasn't even a conscious
decision from his part, but more like an instinct. It worked like a charm. With
a growl, Saul pulled out of him and thrust back into Gavin's channel, so hard
Gavin's teeth rattled.
    They fell into a dance as old as time, a sexual, hypnotic,
carnal and nearly desperate union of bodies. Saul fucked Gavin hard and fast,
claiming him, branding him from the inside out. In turn, Gavin supported
himself against the cold tiles as he moved against Saul, meeting him thrust for
thrust. The heat of Saul's body mingled with the water rushing over them,
making Gavin feel he was in an entirely different world, one where only he and
Saul existed.
    As Saul pounded in and out of him, every single thrust hit Gavin's
prostate. Gavin rose higher and higher on the peaks of rapture, so close to
climax even if he'd just come not ten minutes ago. Or was it a year? God, he
couldn't tell, simply couldn't measure time anymore. Just the concept had
become too hard for him to process. He couldn't focus on anything else except
fucking himself on Saul's dick.
    Just when Gavin thought he couldn't take it anymore, Saul bit
down on his neck again, and Gavin came so hard his knees gave out. He'd have
slid to the floor and maybe banged his head against the shower, but Saul's
strong hands supported him. In a repeat of last night, he didn't immediately
slide out of Gavin. The thick head of Saul's prick kept massaging Gavin's
prostate, drawing small whimpers out of him. And even when his lover's dick at
last left his body, Gavin remained hyper-aware of Saul's presence, his strength
and his heat. It drew out his orgasm for longer than Gavin would have even
thought possible.
    When they finally left the shower, Gavin caught a glimpse of
himself in the mirror and took in the myriad of hickeys Saul had left behind.
It almost seemed like Saul had wanted to brand Gavin as his, just like he'd
said in the diner. Quite honestly, Gavin couldn't bring himself to mind. He
realized now that he wanted to belong to Saul.
    He did feel a measure of discomfort as he walked, but all
things considered, his ass didn't hurt as much as he'd expected. It was more
like… He still felt the ghost of Saul's dick inside him, and that kept him in a
state of perpetual arousal.
    Back in the bedroom, Saul shot him a knowing look, like he
knew exactly was thinking. He slapped Gavin's ass and stole a kiss that tasted
like their combined desire. "Come on, baby. Hurry up and get dressed,
because if you don't, I might just kidnap you and hold you captive for the rest
of time."
    Gavin snickered, but complied. He pulled on yesterday's
clothes, fortunately