I Am The Luna

Chapter 0383

“More than like, Little Mate… I never realised you were so good at taking a cock,” he murmurs, his deep husky voice making my core clench, only fuelling the desire in me. “And you look so fucking pretty on your knees.”

My stomach knots, his words snapping something inside of me, and I feel this surge of power from my wolf within me. The feeling itself is indescribable, it’s like something… awakening. An emotion, a need…

My eyes blaze as I suck harder, twirling my tongue around his cock and, as if sensing the change, he thrusts deeper into my mouth, his hand yanking my head backwards as he slams into me harder.

The roughness burns my throat, but it’s worth it, my own pussy is soaking wet, wanting him to fuck me hard.

Bracing my hands against his strong thighs, relinquishing all control to him, and he doesn’t disappoint; his moves becoming faster and rougher as he slams into my throat.

His head tilts back, pleasure consuming him, and I rake my gaze over his

washboard abs and his adonis belt, moaning against his cock, which only seems. to drive him further.

In between the rough assault of my throat, I soon pick up on his rhythm, five or six brutal thrusts and then it follows with three slower thrusts, giving me the chance to catch my breath although it looks like he’s simply savouring the feel of the pleasure I am inflicting on him.

on, wanting to let loose he still holds onto his self–control, making sure I

can feel his body tensing. He’s close. I dig my nails. into

it all… fuckkk,” he groans as he pulls out, yanking me back, his head rolling back as pleasure rushes through him and

and chest.

licking it clean of the last few

I murmur as he yanks me up,

+15 BONUS

my hair as his lips crash against mine. He’s still breathless, his heart. still racing as he lifts me up, turning us and pressing me up against the wall.

both of us breathless yet hungry for

murmurs, capturing my lips again, his hands slipping under my top as he grabs my ass, making me moan as I grind my core against his abs. “Impatient, aren’t we?” he teases as

about to reply when the doorbell

Urgh not again!

it,”

mutters. I can sense the hint of frustration, but his voice is serious as he slowly lets me down and fixes his pants, tying

place?” I ask, confused.

were in your apartment. There are chances they saw