Page 103 of Ice King

His cock filled me completely, filling me to the point where the sensations became white-hot.

My body’s reaction was so intense I cinched my eyes shut. An orgasm swept through me, my mind no longer processing anything but the absolute rapture.

As the climax rolled through me, I no longer simply felt the driving pulse of the rain touching every inch of skin. I also sensed a powerful release, a wild soaking pleasure that matched the storm’s violent song.

We were becoming one with nature as well as with ourselves.

He captured my cry with his mouth, holding the unbridled moan in his throat until a number of sensations rolled through me.

Not just as if electrified but prepared to tear me apart. His cock began to swell more than before, filling me to the point I struggled to breathe all over again, even pushing him away, breaking the kiss so I could gather more air into my lungs.

I felt completely filled, safe in his arms as his dick throbbed while expanding. It was suddenly as if my vision had changed or maybe I was seeing things, but his eyes were shimmering, a bold and glossy shade of emerald that seemed fully alive.

I was mesmerized as a surge of possessive heat radiated from him. He pressed his hand against the tree over my head, pushing himself back even further. He wanted to watch my reaction as his instinct took over, his wolf close to the surface. I could feel the beast, could almost taste his need while Ford’s cock continued to swell.

In that moment, we were locked in, an unbreakable bond occurring that couldn’t be explained or rationalized.

Panting, I licked my lips, half laughing as moans continued to slip out. I was wild and free just like he was, incapable of accepting or explaining the moment we were sharing.

Except that for this moment in our lives, we were as one.

As his body tensed, he lowered his lips to mine, his hand clamping around my face. There was still such tenderness in the man locked inside the beast, his thumb caressing my jaw as he finally allowed himself to release, erupting deep inside.

He threw back his head, offering another howl that sent chills down my spine and as I clung to him, I realized what I’d done.

As he gathered me in his arms, nuzzling his face into my neck, the single word whispered was one I’d expected to hear.

“Mine.”

* * *

Did I believe he would protect me?

Yes.

Would I like to hunt Bubba down? You bet.

“When are the tryouts again?” I asked as I rolled my hands around his butt cheeks, squeezing his gluteus maximus several times before shifting to his lower back while easing my butt onto his thighs. In doing so, a moment of blatant desire tore through me.

My, wasn’t I a horny little girl?

“September, but I heard they might do traditional tryouts even earlier. It’s also possible Vancouver will call me up. It’s all up in the air after the shit with the playoffs.”

The moment I smacked his bottom with every ounce of strength I had in my arm, he threw his head back with his eyes opening wide. “Ouch! What are you doing?”

“Reminding you that being a grumpy little boy doesn’t look good on you.”

He even cursed under his breath, but at least I’d captured his attention. “I’m just stating facts. I lost a major sponsor, which is what guys like me live for. You know, our pictures on billboards, our name on tee shirts?”

“Ah, a picture on the Wheaties box.” I rubbed the flats of my hands up his back, marveling in his muscular structure all over again. Man, the guy could turn me on and my pussy was sore. Even the scratches on my back ached, reminding me I was human and not a wolf.

But fucking in the forest had been tremendous fun.

“Exactly. At least you get it. I thought I had a guy then poof, the chance was taken away. My agent is shit as well. He’s all but disappeared, but I don’t have anything to negotiate for a better contract. I anticipate I’ll be dropped as a client soon.”

“There are other agents, you know.”

His snort was positively beastly. “The good ones are all taken.”