Filed to story: Tangled in Moonlight Unshifted Novel by Lenaleia
I can hear other noisy sounds around us. We’re not the only ones with this idea.
I’m okay with it.
The raw hunger in Bren’s eyes is thrilling, a different experience. Ava had talked about being devoured, about the dominance of both Clayton and Lucas, and I can see it now.
They seem so human, until moments like this, when their eyes are rimmed with gold and their primal instincts come out.
The hype is real, and I’m here for the ride.
His hands skim along my bare thighs, leaving trails of fire in their wake. I moan, arching into his touch, desperate for more.
“You have no idea how badly I want you right now,” he growls, nipping at my earlobe.
“Then show me,” I breathe, hooking my leg around his hip to draw him closer.
His hardness presses against my core, only the thin barrier of his boxers and my panties separating us. I grind against him shamelessly, chasing the delicious friction. He groans, his fingers digging into my hips hard enough to leave marks.
Bren captures my lips in another searing kiss, his tongue delving deep. I submit to his domination, reveling in the way he takes control. It’s a heady rush, letting go and surrendering to the inferno.
His hands roam my body with purpose, one sliding up to palm my breast while the other dips between my thighs. I gasp as his fingers brush over my clothed sex, my hips bucking into his touch. Even through the damp fabric, I can feel how close I am to the edge already.
It isn’t that Bren’s something special-it’s just this. The experience. This place.
It’s like partaking in something forbidden.
isa: A Simple Tryst (1)
“Bren,” I whimper, my head falling back against the wall as his fingers fumble beneath the elastic band of my underwear.
A finger goes in, then a second without any prep.
It’s a little rough, but I grind against his hand as he groans.
“You’re so fucking wet. You want me this bad, baby?”
His dirty talk isn’t quite doing it for me, so I kiss him instead of answering. The kissing is nice, and the rhythm of his fingers is decent.
Still, I want more. “Please…”
“It’s okay if I f**k you?”
“Yes,” I groan, wrapping a leg around him. “I need you inside me. Now.”
Bren makes a sound that’s half growl, half groan. In a flash, he’s ripping my panties off and shoving his boxers down just enough to free his straining erection. I barely have a second to register the impressive size of him before he’s hoisting me up, wrapping my legs around his waist and pinning me to the wall with his hips.
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I feel the blunt head of his c**k nudging at my entrance and nearly sob with anticipation. This is it. This is finally happening. I’m about to be filled in the most delicious way possible.
He shoves into me in one swift move, and-
It hurts.
A lot.
He’s too big for that kind of intrusion, and I yelp in pain. “Wait, Bren-“
But he’s pulling back and slamming in again, not seeming to register my reaction.
It’s good. But it hurts.
“Fuck,” he groans into my ear. “You feel so good.”
“Slow down. You’re too big.”
“Oh?” His chuckle sends little tingles through me, and his arms dip under my legs, pulling me higher.
I clutch at his shoulders with a yelp. His strength is a definite turn-on, and my whimper causes his eyes to go dark.
“Are you adjusted yet, babe? Because I need to fuck you.”
I wiggle my hips against him, thriving on the groan that shudders through his body. It’s amazing, knowing that I’m just a weak human, bringing this big, bad wolf hifter to his knees. “Yeah,” I breathe, wrapping an arm nore snugly around his neck as he shoves my back a ttle harder against the rough wall. “Fuck me, Bren.”
nd he does, pounding into me without mercy, holding e up by my thighs.
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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 closereally closewhen 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 contraceptive. I’m all for a fun roll in the hay, but I’m not about to breedughwith 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.
“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.
“Nono, I can’t.” No way, not if he thinks he’s going to get me pregnant.
Everything’s 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 heatsex. Not that this is a thing with wolves.
Too bad, because I was having a blast up until-
Oh.
When he rocks against me again, my vagina does not get the memo from my brain, because I have to suck in a quick gasp from the intense pleasure from feeling his cock sliding in again.
Wow.