Raber Wolf Pack book Three
“My head rests on a bare muscular chest, a hint of light brown hair tickling my nose. Thor, my mate. The sheet around the bottom half of his body is tented, showing me a great glimpse of his enormous erection. I’ve been with wolves before and most are very well endowed, but Thor, he takes it to a whole other level. I thought for sure he wouldn’t fit all the way in. I mean his length just kept going and going until I felt him so deep inside of me, I was sure he’d never be able to escape.
But, true to the mating legend, he fit just perfectly, and every inch of him hit me inside at just the right spots, sending me over the edge over and over again. After the fourth round, I totally lost count of how many orgasms I had and passed out in a heap. He must have pulled me into this position because I don’t remember it at all, but I like it.
I try to move my legs from their entanglement with his.
“Mornin’.” Holy hell, that gravelly voice is so deep, so sexy, I could listen to him talk to me in i...t all day.MoreLess
But, true to the mating legend, he fit just perfectly, and every inch of him hit me inside at just the right spots, sending me over the edge over and over again. After the fourth round, I totally lost count of how many orgasms I had and passed out in a heap. He must have pulled me into this position because I don’t remember it at all, but I like it.
I try to move my legs from their entanglement with his.
“Mornin’.” Holy hell, that gravelly voice is so deep, so sexy, I could listen to him talk to me in i...t all day.MoreLess
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