Chapter 92

It didn't matter that he was the Wolf or that he was raping her, had sexually tortured her, her done both to Alex earlier that day; in the darkness he was just a body, a cock moving in and out of her and he was making her cum over and over and over...

She felt his cock swell, the thick shaft pulsing as it forced jet after jet of his cum into her waiting pussy, which spasmed and sucked at his rod like it wanted the liquid offering. Bella clawed at his back, her body arching as the most intense wave of ecstasy yet rolled through her, sizzling along her nerve endings and draining her until her muscles unclenched and she fell, limp beneath him.

The Wolf's body hung over hers, his cock slowly shrinking inside of her, as shame replaced the pleasure she'd just been feeling. Now it was easy to let her legs and arms fall away, although impossible to erase the satisfied buzz in her core.

Dammit.

Her fists clenched.

As if he could read her thoughts,