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…"

muffled against my skin, and his hands are traveling back down, squeezing a breast and settling against

and sinks back in,

No way, not if he thinks he's going

breeding. Ava had told me about it with Clayton, but I thought that was because

bad, because I was having a

Oh.

vagina does not get the memo from my brain, because I have to suck in a quick gasp from the intense pleasure from

Wow.

That feels… really good.

Better than before, even.

the world might

whispers, as fire explodes through my

I want more. More.

You feel it too, don't you? I guess it takes a little longer to hit humans than it does for us.

are you

so hot now. So wet. God, I'm going to

such an abhorrent thought of moments before now has me grinding and moaning against him? Even the thought of

full of questions, but also my body wants nothing more

in the punch?" I ask,

his credit, Bren stops, starting to realize something's wrong. "The

his cheeks red. His breathing's coming faster than I'd expect even from our little adventures out here, and I can't stop grinding

I ask, having a bad

our aphrodisiac. I thought you knew. I thought

but he

I wrap both my legs around

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

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

hips. "But I'm going to try my

Thank.

Fucking.

God.

Fuck. I wish you

me hard. The struggle on his face is real and only makes

have given it to you if I'd—fuck, Lisa, if

nerve ending ablaze with pleasure. His fingers dig into my

he groans against my skin. "You feel so

overwhelming me. It's like nothing I've ever experienced before—a desperate, all-consuming

down his back as I arch into him. The world narrows down to just this—the slick slide of

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