Page 60 of Howlin’ For You

I close my eyes, letting my other senses take over. My head turns reflexively, and I open my eyes to a tree with a little bush to the side.

I stalk forward, muffling my footsteps as much as possible. But even the forest waits with bated breath to see how our scene plays out.

Izzy leaps out of the brush, zipping past me lightning fast. I can’t help but smile, letting her disappear for just a second before I charge after her.

She’s quick and nimble as she jumps around the obstacles in her way, but I’m faster. Bigger. I overtake her in moments, lifting her in my arms and falling backwards so I take the force of the impact of hitting the ground myself. Then I roll her underneath me, her back to my front.

Her ass lines up so perfectly with the erection I’ve had ever since I sent her the text telling her where to go. She struggles, writhing against me until I’m moaning in her ear and clamping one hand around both her wrists on the hard ground above her head.

“You gave a good chase,” I tell her, nibbling on her earlobe as she pants. “But not good enough.”

“Next time,” she replies, a defiant fire in her voice that makes my heart practically leap out of my chest.

Next time. Next time. Next time.

I rain kisses down her neck, not letting up on my dominant position. “I look forward to it. Now, tell me, do you like these clothes?”

“I—”

I don’t allow her to finish. My claws elongate, and I slash through the back of her top and pants. Her gasp draws into a long moan as I sink my teeth into one plump ass cheek.

“I’ll buy you new ones.”

“Nick, I don’t care about the fucking clothes, just do something.”

A dark chuckle is my response. “Is that what you want? Shall I tease you first? Draw it out?”

She glares over her shoulder as much as she can in her prone position. “Not if you value your life.”

I like this side of her—what the chase has brought out in her. Confident, defiant. Sexy.

“Then take my cock out if you want it so bad.” I flip her onto her back, releasing her hands just to see what she’ll do. Her clothes hang awkwardly on her body—blocking my view of her—so I rip them the rest of the way off before she can do anything else.

Her fingers fumble with the band of my sweatpants, tangling in her excitement. Finally, she yanks them down just enough to wrap a cool hand around my cock.

I practically purr at the feel of her soft skin. I lean down to take her mouth, a clash of teeth and desperation as we fight for dominance here as well.

My hand clamps around her neck, squeezing just a little until she yields to me. Lets me lick into her mouth and taste her sweetness.

She trembles underneath me as she lines me up to her sopping wet entrance. “Please, please, please.”

“I’ll take care of you, darling,” I promise, filling her beautiful pussy in one long thrust. “How in the hell do you feel better every single time we fuck, Izzy? I swear to the Goddess you’re perfect.”

She claws at my shoulders, trying to pull me back down to her, and I go willingly, drinking every single moan down as if they were the very thing I need most in this world.

In this moment, they are.

I lift her bottom, wrapping her thick thighs around my middle as I pound into her. Lift and lift until she squeals, letting me know I found the exact spot I wanted.

Leaves and dirt tangle into her hair as we rut on the forest floor. It’s desperate, filthy, and animalistic.

I want to howl to the sky as she tightens around me, but I’m not ready for this to be over. I need more.

Abruptly, I pull out from her completely. My cock dripping with our mixed desire.

“Wha—?” Her eyes are black, fogged over with lust.

“Shh.” I lean down, grasping her hips in my hands and yanking her lower half to my mouth. Her hands immediately snap to my hair, pulling and yanking as I take ownership of her pleasure.