Chapter 136 Lisa: A Simple Tryst (II)

LISA

I'm going to sport massive bruises from Bren's fingers, and I'm pretty sure he's torn me apart a little, but those minor concerns fade from my mind as I focus on the way his dick hits a sweet spot inside once he gets the right angle.

"Right there," I gasp, and he goes harder.

I'm close—really close—when his pace speeds up and becomes erratic. "Fuck, I'm going to come. I'm going to fill your pussy up and breed your human womb," he groans, ruining everything.

Breed?

Human womb?

He surges forward a few more times with loud, long groans, but it's already over for me.

"Yeah, just like that, baby," Bren pants, and I grimace at the thought of his sperm inside of me.

I'm already on the pill, but is wolf sperm able to get around it? Maybe I should get an emergency contraceptive. I'm all for a fun roll in the hay, but I'm not about to breed—ugh—with a stranger from a party.

When he bites my shoulder, I shriek and yank away, only for one of his giant hands to hold my head in place.

"That fucking hurts!" I snap, shoving him away.

His head jerks back, his eyes glazed with lust or something as he stares at me in confusion. "What's wrong, babe?"

I slap a hand against my neck, feeling the blood trickling. "You fucking bit me!"

His brows come together and his head tilts, before sudden understanding floods his face. "Shit. You don't have shifter healing. Okay, hold on."

And then he yanks my head to the side and leans down to lick my neck, with a soft groan of pleasure.

Did he just—

Lick my blood…

And like it?

Gross.

"Bren…"

should heal up soon." His words are muffled against my skin, and his hands are traveling back down, squeezing a breast and settling

sinks back in, proving

can't." No way, not if he thinks he's going

had told me about it with Clayton, but I thought that was because of her heat-sex. Not that this is a

was having a blast

Oh.

because I have to suck in a quick gasp from the

Wow.

That feels… really good.

Better than before, even.

fact, I think the world might be

as

I want more. More.

a little longer to hit humans than it does

you talking

now. So wet. God, I'm

now has me grinding and moaning against him? Even the thought of him biting me fills me with

my body wants nothing more than to be fucked.

wait. Is this—is there something in the punch?" I ask, shoving against

realize something's

glazed, his cheeks red. His breathing's coming faster than I'd expect even

I ask, having a bad

I thought you knew. I thought that's why you came

but he starts to pull out

think twice, I wrap both my legs around him, grinding my pelvis

"Lisa—you have to stop. I'm barely holding

with all this sex shit. Bren's drugged up, and now I am, too. "You don't really

I'm going to try my hardest

Thank.

Fucking.

God.

a little sigh. "I thought you were serious. Fuck. I wish you would have told

against me hard. The struggle on his face is

you if

through my veins and setting every nerve ending ablaze with pleasure. His fingers dig into my hips,

against my skin. "You feel

whimper in response, lost to the sensations overwhelming me. It's like nothing I've ever experienced before—a desperate, all-consuming need that demands to be sated. Bren's body is hard

me. I cry out, my nails raking down his back as I arch into him. The world narrows down to just this—the slick slide of his cock inside me, the brush of his

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