Page 119 of Wolf Blood

I ground against him while he continued kissing me slowly.

Heatedly, but slowly.

He was barely grazing my clit.

I pulled my shirt off after a few minutes of frustration, but he still didn't touch my bra.

So, I pulled my mouth away from his. "Kiss me and fuck me at the same time."

Rhone had my shorts shoved down my thighs and was driving into me a heartbeat later. I groaned into his mouth as his cock stretched me, and he tugged my shorts a few more times, until my legs were completely free.

I hooked them around his back and took him deeper, earning a growl of approval as he released my mouth long enough to tear my bra over my head and toss it aside.

He recaptured my mouth, his tongue and teeth more savage as he kissed me and rocked my hips, fucking me from below. I rocked and arched, crying out as he got me off once.

His fingers found my clit, and I came again quickly. My fangs sliced through his bottom lip, and asavage curse escaped him as he lost control inside me suddenly.

His cock throbbed—and changed.

I gasped in pleasure at the sudden, intense climax that hit me as the bottom part of his cockgrew.

"What the fuck is that?" I shriek-demanded. My chest was heaving. My mind was spinning. My fangs were throbbing. I was already about to come again.

"What's what?" he gritted out, his grip tight on my ass as he held me pinned against him.Whatever was happening, it clearly hadn't surprised him.

"Your cockchanged."

"I knotted you. We're mates. Knots come with the territory."

"Youwhat? Oh, fuck." I moaned my way through another climax. Rhone swore too, coming with me again.

"Bloom didn't tell you about knots?"

"Why are you bringing up my friend while you—she knows about this?" I sucked in a breath. "Oh my god. Oh mygod. What is even happening right now?" I tipped my head back, staring atthe ceiling as my pleasure began to grow again. "This is unreal. Absolutely unreal. I don't?—"

Rhone tipped my chin down until our eyes locked. My lips were parted slightly, my breathing picking up even though it had never completely evened out. "I'm a werewolf. The base of my cock swells and traps us together. It's called a knot. Feels good, right?"

"Right," I moaned.

"I thought she would've told you, but—fuck, Harp, you just—" A strangled sound escaped him.

I shattered again, and the way my body squeezed around him earned a savage groan from the werewolf.

He dragged my face to his throat, and I bit down without hesitation, claiming his neck and taking his blood.

I had no idea how long we stayed locked together, but by the time his knot finally softened, I was completely and utterly exhausted. Sated and boneless, too.

Rhone's release dripped down my thighs as he carried me to the shower, and I stared at his cock as soon as he pulled me off of him.

The base was thicker than the rest. There was a bulge on it, but it looked normal otherwise.

I dragged my hand over the bulge, and Rhone rumbled for me. "Easy, Trouble. It's sensitive."

"The only sensitive part of you," I muttered.

He snorted. "You're going to drive me crazy for the rest of our lives, aren't you?"

"If you're lucky."