CHAPTER TWENTY

CHAPTER TWENTY

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At first, the whole shifting thing blows my mind. I’m sure it would anyone. But when you love someone like I love Zac, it doesn’t matter.

When he talks about biting and claiming, I think of old wolf romance books I’ve read. They made similar claims.

Could certain authors know about wolf shifters? It’s something to ponder.

Zac can’t get to the bedroom fast enough and neither can I. My panties are soaked and have been since halfway up the stairs.

I stall beside the bed to catch my bearings. Things are whirling, but not for Zac. He’s shed his pants and underwear in record time. I stare at his pecs and abs and giant cock, and tell myself, I need me some of that.

He must feel what I’m thinking because he hurls me onto the bed and is on me before I can bounce. He adjusts and grabs my yoga pants with his strong, mighty hands, and rips them off. He does the same with my underwear. Now my pussy’s available to him. He glances at me and goes down on me. My breath hitches as he caresses my clit with his tongue. My body shudders. He’s amazing.

His tongue continues to twirl and plunge until I scream his name. He does something to my clit with his teeth. Oh, God!

I push his head into me and arch my back and thrust my hips. I peak and my body goes limp.

He licks down to my ankle and works his way back up, nibbling at my thighs. He removes my shirt and bra and does the same with my breasts. It excites me and I need to touch him.

I wrap my hand around his cock. It’s pulsating and I want to put it in my mouth. Want to glide my tongue up and down his shaft. Want to deep throat him and make him come. I try to push him off of me; it’s my turn to please him.

He grins and flips me onto my stomach.

My ass rises instinctively.

The head of his dick enters my hot, wet pussy. He grabs my hips with his Herculean hands and thrusts. I throw my head back and bite my bottom lip. He grabs my hair and pulls. Pumps his cock into me harder, deeper, and faster.

I scream and orgasm as he wrenches me back by the hair. He says, “I love you.” And then he bites me at the base of the neck. The timing is spectacular. It intensifies my orgasm ten-fold. I collapse underneath him. He rolls off to the side.

“That was remarkable,” I say to him.

“It was.” He kisses my shoulder and pulls me close.

My body is spent to the point where I don’t think I could pick up a penny. My eyes are heavy as well. “Would it bother you if I sleep for a while?”

“If you don’t mind me lying here next to you.”

I kiss his hand. “I don’t mind at all.”