Burning Desires [A compilation of Erotic one shots]

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," Paul says firmly.

he time he bends down and takes one of my nipples in his mouth, sucking ha

what it's like to work that hard on your body and watch it getting wrecked

This is a dangerous position to be in with a guy who turns into a toothy monster-and has s

His hands immediately settle back on my waist, and his fingertips brush over the lines of abs that aren't nearly as defined as they

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of nowhere, though, and I al

ay babies? Plura

nking innocently at me. "Triple

grumble, the thought of carrying not ju

wn a rabbit hole of panic, Paul distrac

the worry fade into the background. Our mouths move together as Paul walks us

e a little push so I fall onto the bed. I bounce on the softness for

ck. Heat flushes over my skin at the sensation, and I ca

him better access. He takes advantage, pepp

t of pleasure-pain shooting through me. Paul chuckles, rolling one nipple be

y comes across as more of a desperate

nd down between us. I suck in a sharp breath as he circ

ere, too?" I groan, turni

I can protest further, Paul slides two huge fingers into

s fingers, searching, and brushes over

esses firmly on my prostate, rubbing in

close already. Just from him touching me a lit

ly against my lips. He slides his fingers from me, and I moan at

slowly, stretching me open around his thick length. It burns, b

I know he has plenty more where that came from-to make

gasp. "Too much," I gr

eyes search my face, concer

but I don't want him to leave me empty aga

ad, my cheeks, the corner of my mo

ache of it. Paul murmurs encouragement against my skin,

I mutter. "Shit, your cock is like

he asks, cock

to pull him closer. I put my focus on trying to relax, which is

e as my body accepts his girth. Groani

l says. "You're doi

his cock. Paul hisses, hips jerking forw

an experience, to put it lightly, but the fact that he's actual

tching at his shoulders

The headboard bangs against the wall with the force of his thrusts, but I can't bring

efu

t of me, the feel of his lips and teeth on my neck,

ips, his angle shifting to hit that spot inside me that makes me see sta

ant to purr in response to words that would usua

ving a moment here and I worked hard e

here, too. That doesn't bother me nearly as much as it should. "I didn't cross

me even though his voice is still husky and strained with the same desire I have a ha

now, but it'll make taking his knot easier in a second, and I can alr

p pain at bay, but the promise of the pleasure and rele

about one thing-my body is clearly primed to res

all inside my ass. If that ain'

rked you yet,

while back. I was too high on post-sex dopamine to put that much

ulder. It's become an erogenous zone, judging from the way that simple touch makes me shiver and squirm. My ass throbs around his

permanen

g in his eyes as if the mere though

me on more than

out getting inked?" I challenge. "You know how many times I came thi

ur good luck," Paul says dryly. "And I

"What happens if

get on with the whole knotting thing, b

, it would be easier to find you," he answers. "

h is, I was already on board even when I th

lready

cruciatingly clear, and if there's anything that will

ean sporting a br

y throat. His chest falls against mine, and he gives a low, rumbling grow

when Paul puts his hand on my lower abdomen and pulls me until my knees are under me and my ass is in the air. I instantly become enraged and attra

and the back of my neck. Just having his lips brush that spot makes a violent shiver run down my sp

preparation. Really starting to wish the Mass logo wasn't plastered all over

's smirking as he lines his monster cock u

ch seems to be the werewo

y cock throbs in

ng against my already stretched hole. It's possible for him to go in all at once, sin

th his hand, and I'm grateful, even if I'm also tempted

gh, all is forgiven and I start squirming be

ad that as

him as he presses the tip of his knot against me more insistently.

it falls around me from behind, tickling my sensitive, heated skin. I try to do as he says, focusing o

'm too tight to take it at all when his tongue runs up along the spot on my neck he intends to mark, and

bite down on him, not out of spite but instinct. I taste blood, but Paul doesn't react. He just pushe

d around my chest, holding me close, while his free hand travels down to grip my aching cock. I'm so hard it

weigh it. I rock my hips back to meet his, urging him deeper, harder, faster. Paul growls agains

s his other hand off my mouth so he can grip the headboard. It still slams against the wall with

bab

ost prominent feeling is the feel of his lips again at the bend of my

think I am going to pass out from wanting s

nd low, rumbling against my skin as he cont

's deliberately avoiding touching my cock again. W

bucking against his as I desperate

teeth into the spot he's been teasing. The sharp pain of the bite mixes with the blinding bliss flooding my sense

oing to liv

fuckin

of my orgasm when Paul stiffens above me, hips stuttering as he finds his own release. There's a su

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rk

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selves in my soul, painted wit

th. I reach back and run my fingers through his long, da

s breath hot on my skin. He laps at the blood still tric

d have sounded like a threat, but at this point,

turns into sleep, or when his knot finally goes down enough for him to eas