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sounds she released had him increasing the speed.
Each pump of his hips had her beautiful tits bouncing. Julie tilted her head
back on a low moan, arching her back.
    Luken took one pert nipple into his mouth and sucked it
fiercely. She cried out as her pussy spasmed, releasing warm cream. Her tight
sheath squeezed his cock and he felt the pressure rise in his balls. The
bliss-filled climax was in reach, but he wouldn’t go without her. She was so
damn close. He could feel it in the way her inner muscles trembled. Could hear
it in her erratic breaths. With purpose he slammed his dick deep and rotated
his hips, grinding against her clit.
    She screamed as her slick quim fisted his cock. He couldn’t
hold his release back any longer. Not with that pretty pussy milking him. He
released her nipple with a shout as he pumped hot cum into her. His climax rode
through the muscles of his body hard. He released one of her hips as he leaned
farther into her, gripping the counter. Never had an orgasm rocked him to this
point.
    His head pitched forward and he placed gentle kisses on her
chest and neck. When he pulled back and looked at her face, it stole his
breath. Her pouty lips were red and swollen, parted by her quickened breaths.
Her skin still held that slight-red tint that came from a good fucking. Easily
she was the sexiest and most beautiful woman he’d ever laid eyes on.

Chapter Six
     
    Julie splashed water on her face a few times then reached
for the hand towel on the rack. She looked at her reflection in the bathroom
mirror as she dried the drops from her face. Her skin still held the heat of
passion. Passion unlike anything she’d felt before. Her pussy tingled and she
squeezed her thighs together as her lids slid closed, the memory of Luken
moving inside her sweeping through her body.
    Damn, she could nearly come again just on the vision alone.
Her eyes opened. But she didn’t need the memory. Not now anyways, because the
sexy werewolf was still in her living room.
    Werewolf?
    She turned toward the doorway that led into her bedroom, her
fingers working quickly to right the buttons lining the front of her dress. How
in the hell was this even possible? She had a freaking werewolf in her home.
Her hand rose to cover her mouth as a giddy laugh threatened to escape. A sexy
fucking werewolf.
    She needed to get back out there. Julie had excused herself
to freshen up and had walked back to her room on shaky legs in the aftermath of
the best sex she’d ever had. She’d only needed a minute to come to grips with
this new reality. So many questions.
    One last glance in the mirror let her know that she looked
like the freshly fucked woman she felt like. Her hands came up and she smoothed
her hair as best as possible and then swiped at the underside of her eyes to
remove any makeup smudges. It would have to do for now.
    She exited the room and made her way to where Luken waited,
thinking she was prepared for the talk she knew was coming. Damn if she wasn’t
prepared though. Her gaze fell on him and he smiled. He sat on the middle seat
of her black sofa, his bare arms stretched out along its back. His dark hair
flowed loose around his bare shoulders. The golden skin of his chest taunted
her. Already she could feel the familiar heaviness in her breasts.
    Her gaze slid down, taking in the hard contours of his chest
and abs. Without thought she bit into her lower lip. Things had been rushed
earlier, fueled by both of their needs being denied too long. But now she found
herself wanting to trace each chiseled line with her tongue. The fly of his
pants remained open and she could see wisps of dark hair that let her know his
shirt wasn’t the only thing he hadn’t put back on.
    “Looking at me like that is going to land you on your back
with me planted between those sexy thighs of yours.”
    Her pussy quivered. “And what if that’s where I want you?”
    He growled. She creamed as she repressed a moan. It was so
damn sexy when he did