Dark Heart Wolf - Haley Weir Page 0,19

silken curve and fold of her womanhood with his tongue.

Mary Ann’s hands twisted into the linens. A flash of white burst behind her eyes as she flooded his mouth with a rush of wetness that slickened her thighs. Sam continued to ravish her like a beast, wringing every ounce of pleasure until her body felt numb. Uncontrollable spasms caused her arms and legs to tremble. He kissed his way up her body once more and kissed her deeply. Mary Ann was shocked and...surprised, but not as repulsed as she thought when she tasted herself upon his lips.

The blunt crown of his member nudged her folds, gliding along her sensitive skin until it dipped into the well of her essence that flowered to open to accept his claim. Sam sank deeper in her body, never once breaking the kiss. Mary Ann felt the discomfort, but something unfurled in her chest like a light reaching out for Sam as he reached the very depths of her body. Sam pulled back but pressed his forehead against hers. His body glistened with sweat as his hips pulsed slowly with each thrust. “Can you feel that?” he asked.

“I feel it.”

“That’s the bond.” Sam tilted Mary Ann’s head and stared into her eyes, dropping his weight on top of her. He smiled beautifully and brushed her bottom lip with his thumb. “I guess you are my mate, after all.”

Mary Ann swatted his shoulder and chuckled. “Sam,” she whispered as she kissed his lips between each word. “Hurry. Up. Or. Else. I’ll. Kill. You.”

He sighed dramatically and kissed her back. “Impatient.”

“I can feel every inch of you inside of me, of course, I’m impatient!”

Sam turned away to smother his laughter into the crook of his arm where it rested beside her head. “I hate to shock you, darlin’, but that’s not every inch.”

Mary Ann’s eyes widened. “You jest!” Sam grabbed her hand and pushed it between their bodies until her fingers brushed the place where they were joined. “How is that possible?” she asked as she felt more of him that had yet to breach her entrance.

“You have to relax so I can fit.” Sam began to rock once more, trapping her hand where she touched him. He snarled and teased her nipple with the tip of his tongue. Mary Ann felt herself getting aroused once more, spiraling towards something quite wonderful. She could feel him sinking deeper...and deeper...and deeper until the swatch of curls brushed her mound.

“I feel so full, Samuel. I think I might burst.”

Chapter Eight

Sam could hardly breathe as he finally seated himself in her body entirely. Mary Ann was tight but, as she relaxed, she fit like a glove. The slick, rippling muscles hugged his throbbing length until he feared losing control and setting upon her like an animal. Sam felt the spirit of the wolf inside of him as if it were clawing its way to the surface. He didn’t want to give in just yet. He could never hurt her like that, not when she had given herself to him.

The slow rocking of his hips became long, languid thrusts. Sam pulled out slowly and then slammed back, causing Mary Ann to release a hiccup of surprise each time he touched that place deep inside of her that made her toes curl. When Sam sensed her getting closer to her release, he picked up speed and began thrusting vigorously. Mary Ann’s nails scraped down his back, summoning a roar that caused the walls to shake.

Sam felt himself losing the war that raged within him.

Mary Ann kissed his neck and whispered, “Let go, Samuel. I’m not afraid. I love you.”

Color burst in his vision. Sam pulled out of Mary Ann and flipped her onto her belly. He lifted her hips and pushed back inside of her dripping core. She screamed, clenching around him as he set a brutal pace. Sam forced her shoulders to the bed, and Mary Ann arched her back. He hit her pleasure spots over and over until they reached that glorious peak.

“Sam!...Oh god...I...nnngggg…”

“So beautiful,” he snarled. “No one else will ever know you like this, Mary. You’re mine.”

He reared his head back before sinking his teeth into the nape of her neck. His member swelled, throbbing as seed splashed against the walls of her womb. Mary Ann collapsed into a fit of shivers. Sam pressed her into the bed, pressing inside as far as her body would allow. The wolf spirit howled within him. When their senses finally returned,