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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.

No way, not if

get me pregnant.

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

having a blast

Oh.

• my brain, because I have to suck in a quick gasp from the

Wow.

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really

than before, even.

I think the world might

he whispers, as fire explodes through my

want more.

guess it takes a little longer to hit humans than it does for

you talking

hot now. So wet. God, I’m going to fuck

before now has me grinding and moaning against him? Even the thought

questions, but also my body wants nothing more than

there something in the punch?”

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Bren stops, starting

wrong. “The punch? You mean

didn’t know?”

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

ask, having a bad

aphrodisiac. I thought you knew. I thought that’s why you came here–shit.”

looks off, but he starts

wrap both my legs around him, grinding

“Lisa–you have to stop. I’m barely

shit. Bren’s drugged up, and

going to try my hardest to

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Thank.

Fucking.

God.

breathe out a little sigh. “I thought you were serious. Fuck. I wish you

face

you if I’d–fuck,

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

Lisa,” he groans against my skin.

response, lost to the

desperate, all–consuming need

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

I arch into him.

clamping down around him as wave after wave of

and the rapid pounding of our hearts. Bren’s weight is heavy and comforting against me, his face buried in the crook of my neck. I

suddenly goes limp. His full weight

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knees beneath his weight, trying

are you okay?”

under him. He slumps to the ground, eyes closed, completely motionless.

shake his shoulder roughly but get no