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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.

if he thinks

get me pregnant.

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.

was having a blast

Oh.

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

Wow.

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really

before,

fact, I think the world might be

girl,” he whispers, as fire explodes through my

more.

I guess it takes a little longer to hit humans than it does for us. The bite will feel better this time,

you

God, I’m going to fuck you full

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

also my body wants nothing more than to be fucked. Thoroughly. Again.

the punch?”

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credit, Bren stops, starting

“The punch? You

didn’t know?”

breathing’s coming faster than I’d expect even from our little adventures out here, and I can’t stop grinding

ask, having a bad feeling.

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

starts to pull

I wrap both my legs around him, grinding my pelvis hard

have to stop. I’m barely

shit. Bren’s drugged up, and now I am, too. “You don’t really want me to get

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

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Thank.

Fucking.

God.

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

against me hard. The struggle on his face is real and

it to you if I’d–fuck, Lisa, if

I whisper, and Bren’s hips piston into me, the aphrodisiac burning through my veins and setting every nerve ending ablaze with pleasure. His fingers dig into my hips, his lips trailing hot, open–mouthed kisses along my

groans against my skin. “You feel

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

desperate,

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hard and unyielding

through 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 skin against mine, the panting of our breaths mingling

coils tighter and tighter in my core until it finally snaps. I come with a hoarse 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 and deep inside me

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

limp. His full weight collapses onto

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knees beneath his weight, trying to push

are you

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

his shoulder roughly but