Page 75 of Redemption in the Dark (The Righteous 5)
She couldn’t hold his gaze and looked to his chest, but he hovered lower over her body until she was forced to look at him.
“Hear me, Walela. You’re not damaged, you may have had a broken wing, but you’ve learned to soar against all odds.” He dropped his head, and goosebumps rose on her skin as his lips brushed her neck. “You’re beautiful.” Wolf nipped the soft skin, and her eyes fluttered shut. “And I intend on keeping you.”
The tears she’d been trying to hold back spilled over as her heart felt like it burst open inside her chest from happiness. She wrapped her arms around his neck and played with the long strands of hair.
“From this moment on, you will call me Waya because you are my home.” He leaned in closer to her ear, his hot breath fanning her neck as he spoke. “You’re part of my pack now. You’ll always have a home,” he whispered.
She smirked at the use of words and would’ve continued to cry the crazy happy tears, but Wolf raised himself up only to drop his head and capture her mouth in a kiss that truly stole her breath away. There was so much emotion packed behind the act that she had taken for granted for years, and it felt like the world had stopped for just a moment. Nothing existed but this man—the smell of his skin, the feel of his touch, and the heat that radiated off his body while he kissed her with such passion.
“You ready for me,” he asked, breaking the kiss. All she could do was gasp as his finger slipped partially into her, just enough to drive her crazy.
“Yes, I…” she moaned, wiping her mind of logical thought as she watched him suck his finger into his mouth. Her eyes were glued to his lips and barely registered him moving until his cock pressed into her folds.
“Oh, yes,” she cried out as he pushed deeper into her.
Panting hard, she tweaked her own nipples and arched up into his body as he spread her open wide and filled her, unlike anyone else.
He removed the tantalizing finger from his mouth, and she captured his lips with her own as he bottomed out inside of her and came to a stop. There was a subtle ache, and she craved every inch he gave her.
She was panting as she stood on the edge of extreme pleasure and pain, with him pressing into the deepest parts of her body. They were pressed so closely together she could feel his muscles flexing against her clit. Everything about him drove her insane, as her body screamed for more.
Her walls gripped him tight, making him groan into her mouth as he lay still and pushing the pleasure into a new level of sweet torture. It didn’t take long for the pain to disappear. Instead, she was left with a searing need. Her body and mind were demanding it, but her heart wanted him and all he offered.
“Fuck, you feel perfect,” Wolf said against her lips.
Lifting her hips up, she teasingly rubbed herself around in a circle and very quickly fell in love with his delicious sounds that were a cross between a groan and a growl. It was like he had an actual wolf trapped in his throat as he somehow pushed himself even tighter to her body.
“Make love to me, Waya. Take what you want and make me yours,” she whispered.
His eyes were intense as they stared into her own, his muscles flexing as he rose up enough to hover over her body. Like she’d hit a switch, he did as she asked, backed out, and slid home again.
She moaned as her body threatened to come undone already. She was trying to hold back the orgasm as he picked up the pace, the thrusts long and deep and, by some magic, hit every sensitive spot she had. He was endlessly rubbing over her G-spot, and she cried out as the wave of pleasure built.
Rearing back onto his knees, Wolf cupped her ass, giving it a squeeze as he lifted her higher.
“Put your legs on my shoulders,” he ordered.
She loved the animalistic look in his eyes as he stared down at her. As soon as her legs were up on his muscled shoulders, she had to suck in a sharp breath. His thrusts were that powerful and impossibly deep.
“Fuck, Maeve, you’re so wet and tight I’m having trouble controlling myself.”
His head fell back as he pushed into her again, making her eyes roll back. She was enjoying the effect she was having on him way too much. His body shook with the effort, and every hard line on his body became more defined.
Maeve pinched at her nipples, and Wolf’s eyes traced her movements.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” he said through clenched teeth.
She’d never felt anything like this before, and incoherent words tumbled from her mouth as Wolf picked up the pace and drove his cock into her harder with every thrust. Wolf’s face changed and became so intense that she shivered as his eyes bore holes into hers. He placed one foot on the floor and paused in his movements as he took a deep breath. She felt his power shudder right through her.
“You better hang onto something.”
The way he said those five little words had a shiver of anticipation racing through her body. Maeve reached out, gripped the small coffee table with one hand, and raised the other over her head to push against the arm of the couch. She licked her lips as that already intense stare that threatened to devour her flared with so much raw desire that it took her breath away.
“Do it, Waya. Fuck me the way you want. It’s the way I want you.”
Her back arched, and her mouth dropped open in a silent scream as the last of his restraint dropped. He no longer held anything back. Wolf filled her so fully that she couldn’t catch her breath as he fucked her harder than she thought humanly possible. The bite of pain rolled around in her system like an intoxicating drink and kept pushing the building climax a notch higher with each thrust.
“What do you want, Walela,” he asked, his voice deep, rough, and sexy. “How do you want me to fuck you?”
