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136 Lisa: A Simple Tryst (II)

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

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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.

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“Bren…”

“It’s okay, babe. It should heal up soon.” His words are muffled against my skin, and his hands are traveling back down, squeezing a breast and settling against my hip. His hips rock against me. “Fuck, you’re so good. I’m ready to go again already.”

And he pulls out and sinks back in, proving his words.

I can’t.” No way, not if he thinks he’s

get me pregnant.

fun and games until you realize these wolf shifters are insane about breeding. Ava had told me about it with Clayton, but I thought that was because of her heat–sex. Not

bad, because I was having a

Oh.

• brain, because I have to suck in a

Wow.

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really good.

than before, even.

think the world

girl,” he whispers, as fire explodes through my body.

want more.

You feel it too, don’t you? I guess it takes a little longer to hit humans than

you

now. So wet. God, I’m

and moaning against him? Even the thought of him biting me fills me with a little gush of

questions, but also my body wants nothing more than to

this–is there something in the punch?” I ask, shoving against him.

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stops,

wrong. “The punch? You mean elixir?

didn’t know?”

His breathing’s coming faster than I’d expect even from our little adventures

having a bad

aphrodisiac. I thought you knew. I thought that’s why you came

off, but he starts

I wrap both my legs around

groans. “Lisa–you have to stop. I’m barely holding on here.”

drugged up, and now I am, too. “You don’t really want me

“But I’m going to try my hardest to fuck my pups

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Thank.

Fucking.

God.

a little sigh. “I thought you were serious. Fuck. I wish you would have told me before giving me the

face is real and only makes everything tingle that much

I’d–fuck,

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

my skin. “You feel so fucking

whimper in response, lost to the sensations overwhelming me. It’s like nothing I’ve

before–a desperate, all–consuming need

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and unyielding

down his back as I arch into him. The

shout, my inner walls clamping down around him as wave after wave of bliss crashes over me. Bren swears and with a few more erratic thrusts, he’s coming too, spilling hot

is heavy and comforting against me, his

limp. His full weight collapses onto me,

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my knees beneath his

are you okay?”

He slumps to the ground, eyes closed,

shake his shoulder roughly