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136 Lisa: A Simple Tryst (II)

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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.

if he thinks

get me pregnant.

me about it

was having a blast up

Oh.

• because I have to suck in a quick gasp from the intense pleasure from feeling his

Wow.

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feels… really good.

before, even.

world might

as fire explodes

want more. More.

feel it too, don’t you? I guess it takes a little longer to hit humans than it does for us. The bite will feel better this

are you talking

So wet. God, I’m going to

such an abhorrent thought of moments before now has me grinding and moaning against

full of questions, but also my body wants nothing more than to be fucked. Thoroughly. Again.

Is this–is there something in the punch?” I

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Bren stops,

You mean

didn’t know?”

expect even from our little adventures

having a bad feeling.

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

looks off, but he starts to

both my legs around him, grinding my pelvis hard against his.

have to stop. I’m barely holding on here.”

Bren’s drugged

flex against my hips. “But I’m going to try my hardest to fuck my pups

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Thank.

Fucking.

God.

Fuck. I wish you would have told me before giving me

on his face is real and only makes

I’d–fuck, Lisa, if you don’t–I’m going

and Bren’s hips piston into me, the aphrodisiac burning through my veins and setting every nerve ending ablaze with pleasure. His fingers

he groans against my skin. “You feel so fucking good.”

to the sensations overwhelming

before–a desperate, all–consuming need

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be sated. Bren’s body is hard and unyielding against mine, his scent

of pain, a jolt of pure ecstasy shoots through me. I cry out, my nails raking down his back as I

inner walls clamping down around him as wave after wave of bliss

weight is heavy and comforting against me, his face buried in the crook of my neck.

suddenly goes limp. His

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knees beneath his weight, trying to push

Hey, are you

to wiggle out from under him. He slumps to the ground, eyes closed, completely motionless. Fear slices through the remnants of my

shake his shoulder roughly but get no