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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.

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 that this is a thing with wolves.

bad, because I was having a blast up until-

Oh.

• because I have to suck in

Wow.

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feels… really good.

before, even.

think the world

whispers, as fire explodes through

want more. More.

you go. You 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

you

wet. God, I’m

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

my body wants nothing more than to be fucked.

wait. Is this–is there something in the punch?” I ask,

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Bren stops, starting

You mean elixir?

didn’t know?”

glazed, 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 feeling.

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

starts to pull

I wrap both my legs around

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

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

I’m going

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Thank.

Fucking.

God.

thought you were serious. Fuck. I wish you would have told me before giving

rocking against me hard. The struggle on his face is

it to you if I’d–fuck, Lisa, if

nerve ending ablaze with pleasure.

against my skin. “You feel so fucking

the sensations overwhelming me. It’s like nothing I’ve

before–a desperate, all–consuming

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and unyielding against mine, his scent musky

jolt of pure ecstasy shoots through me. I cry out, my nails raking down his back as I arch into him. The world

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

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

His full weight collapses onto me, knocking the

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to my knees beneath

are

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

his shoulder roughly but get