Page 83 of Brazen

I ignored him even though I was feverish with the need to mark her.

I slid my tongue between her nether lips, tracing inside them.

“Sam, please. I can’t wait any longer.”

I lifted my head and grinned. “You want to skip the foreplay.”

“I need that big wolf cock.”

Oh, damn.

Dayum.

“Well, I’m not about to argue with that.” I rose up on my knees and unbuttoned my jeans, then quickly shucked them, with my boxers, grabbing a condom out of my pocket as I did.

Clio grabbed the condom and tossed it away.

My brows flew up.

She eyed me with her usual confidence, but there was a flicker of doubt. “You said you wanted more pups.”

The room tilted as something more powerful than pleasure punched through me.

Joy.

My mate was all in.

With me.

“Oh, I’m gonna put pups in you,” I growled, spearing her with my erection. There wasn’t any way she would doubt the family we made. Now, later, it didn’t matter.

But if my mate wanted me to fill her with my cum and see what happened…

She gasped, her head falling back, tits arching to the ceiling. Her pussy was juicy, dripping wet, the walls plump and welcoming.

I slid in easily and pushed all the way to the hilt. I stayed there to give her a moment to get used to me, but she was already rocking her hips for more.

I wanted to pause, feel how good she felt bare. I’d never gone without a condom before, and it was so fucking more. It felt incredible–I was gonna blow my load just from the wet heat of her clenching around me.

“You need this cock, Sparks?” I arced in and out of her slowly, trying to calm me and my wolf.

“Yes,” she moaned, reaching for my hips, grabbing hold. She tugged them to urge me in faster. Harder.

I gave her a circular motion to grind over her clit and reach every nerve ending inside for deep stimulation. Her eyes widened. Breath shortened into little panting gasps.

“Sam… Sam!”

“That’s it, Sparks. Who makes you come?”

“Oh, God!” she mewled. “You do!” Her nails scored my ass as she followed my rhythm, hips undulating to take me at every delicious angle of my helicopter.

Mark her. Mark her. Mark her.

“Clio,” I gasped, losing the reins on my wolf.

“I’m ready.” She must understand. Must see that I was in the throes of it.

My snarl of satisfaction filled the room. My balls drew up tight. I pumped into her a few more times and then shoved deep, filling her with my cum. Claiming her pussy just as I was about to claim and mark her.