Page 48 of Wolf's Redemption

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Page 48 of Wolf's Redemption

"Because he doesn't see you as a threat, and he trusts my mother’s and my judgment," he replied. "I'm serious when I tell you mom has told him so much about you. She adores you."

His lips were very close to mine. I could breathe in his cool breath and feel every breath colliding with my chest.

"You think your parents would approve it?" With every word that came out of my mouth, my pulse was racing faster and faster to the point that my heart wanted to pound out of my chest.

"They would agree, especially my mother, mark my word," he replied.

He looked at me in such a way that he undressed me without laying a finger on me. He saw my soul and the deepest part of me, making me melt for him. As much as I tried to hide my emotions so as not to fall so easily, my gaze was glued to his full lips, enticing me to sin.

"You are the woman I want by my side," he confessed as he forgot about the distance between us, and his lips met mine when I had my defenses down.

His kisses were warm like the brightest summer but spring-like subtle, his hands caressing my face as I let go, allowing my body to bask in Eric's warmth and strokes.

He ripped off his shirt, leaving his chest exposed, his abdomen sculpted, his chest firm, and he covered me with his arms as he kissed my forehead gently.

"I..." I tried to speak, but my mind was so lost in him that I couldn't formulate a word.

"Don't say anything, and let's just enjoy the moment," he said, opening his palm to face mine, then intertwining his fingers with mine and giving me another kiss.

Eric's pulse was normal, but his body temperature was soaring, making the chill of the night disappear for me. He grabbed my waist with his other hand and squeezed it softly, and then turned me over.

"What are you doing?" I asked, panting uncontrollably.

Eric turned up the corner of his mouth, subtly showing his porcelain teeth, and mounted on top of me, took my other hand and placed them above my head, stretched out, and pressed his lips to mine, melting into a slow kiss.

I was Eric's at that moment. I felt every cell in my body enjoy contact with him, and my desires increased.

He turned me over as I pulled my dress up, revealing my lacy underwear. I felt his cock grow under his pants as it made contact with my body.

He saw me and licked my lips with the tip of his tongue and squeezed my thigh with one of his hands. I couldn't help but bite my lips as I turned to look into his eyes.

"Are you sure?" he asked me.

I clung tighter to him. Eric knew what I wanted.

"Yes, I am," I managed to say amidst my labored breathing and gasps that I couldn't control.

Eric pressed his body against mine and unzipped his pants. I felt his hard dick slap against my buttocks.

Eric was ravenously hungry for me; his whole body was agitated. "I like causing this reaction in you," he confessed, rubbing his manhood with my wet pussy.

My nipples became erect, protruding from the fabric of the dress, and I felt myself getting wetter.

I tightened my grip unconsciously because I had the feeling I might slip because of how weak my legs were. He had the power to make me lose control of my body just by touching me.

Eric put his penis at the entrance of me and started to put it in slowly, my vagina was very tight, and I felt his thick cock pushing its way inside me, making me cum. He put a hand over my mouth and shook his head subtly.

"Shh, remember my parents are wolves. They might hear us," he whispered in his seductive voice as he sank deeper into me.

When he was all the way in, I pushed myself against the bed and loosened my grip a little so Eric could have more control over me. He squeezed my thighs and began to penetrate me gently but slowly picked up the escalating pace.

I bit my lip so hard that blood came out.

"Does it hurt?" he asked me, slowing his pace and his voice tightening.

"Yes, but don't stop," I answered between a restrained moan feeling the pleasure take over my body, a sensation that spread throughout my body, making me feel his whole body against mine even though I had my dress on.

Eric picked up the pace even more as he groped my buttocks. His touch was toasty hot but had the power to drive me out of control with every stroke. His body was covered in sweat, and his cheeks had reddened from the exertion, but it made him look rougher and more masculine.




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