<h4>Chapter 357: Knotted And Marked</h4>


    <strong>Eira’s POV</strong>


    Under his heated gaze, my hands moved further down his torso, finally reaching his cock, my eyes never leaving his.


    Leaning slightly as the headboard of the bed like a king, he just watched me.


    The moment I wrapped my fingers around him, he hissed and cursed, his entire body tensing. His gaze shifted from my face to my hand, his grip tightening possessively on my butt.


    At the same time, my own body hummed at the feel of him in my palm. I could not find words for that sensation, but it felt right. Natural. My hand moved along his length on its own, feeling him, watching the way his breathing changed.


    "You little cunt...asking for trouble..." he cursed through gritted teeth.


    "You asked me to," I whispered boldly, enjoying it, my thumb brushing over the tip of his cock.


    "Fuck!" he hissed. One hand slid behind my neck, pulling my face closer. "Put it inside already," he growled against my lips, biting down harshly.


    A sharp hiss escaped me, and my grip on his cock tightened in response.


    He groaned and released me just enough to watch my hand again. "Enjoying too much holding it? I will let you do it often. I won’tin."


    Of course the horny wolf wouldn’tin. But, I truly was enjoying it as well. The reaction I drew from him sent a dangerous thrill through me.


    His hands returned to my hips, silently urging me to lift up.


    I lifted myself slowly, one hand resting on his shoulder for support while the other guided his <strong>cock</strong> to where he wanted it.


    His palms supported my hips, his eyes dark and eager as he watched himself disappear inside me.


    I lowered myself carefully, breath catching as I adjusted to him again.


    "Easy," he murmured, voice tight with restraint, his fingers pressing into my skin as he held himself back.


    My hands braced against his shoulders, every muscle of mine straining before finally rxing.


    "Rx," he whispered, his hands sliding gently along my thighs.


    I let myself settle, letting the hesitation fade while he leaned forward to kiss me, giving me time to adjust. My body softened against his as his lips moved slowly over mine.


    He was like a fire, but like quiet storm when I needed it.


    "You can move," he murmured, his hands guiding my hips with a firm, suggestive squeeze.


    A soft gasp slipped from me as I began to move, slow at first, then faster as he guided me into a rhythm that made my breath unsteady.


    Our gazes stayed locked. My palm pressed against his chest, feeling the vibration of his low growls as they rolled through him.


    His one hand moved to squeeze my breast, making me whince in sweet pain. "If you weren’t pregnant, trust me I would have made you do so many things, and would have done things to you that you wouldn’t ever think about."


    My breath hitched.


    Should I feel relieved that I’m pregnant or curious about what he truly meant to do with me? My wolf agreed with theter part, curious to know what else could he do with us.


    <i>Horny bitch!</i>


    The tension finally snapped inside him. With a sudden shift he turned us, pinning me beneath him once more, his presence overwhelming as the intensity between us surged again.


    But before I came, he stopped and flipped me onto my side, settling behind me.


    "I can’t knot you that way," I heard his hoarse voice at the back of my neck.


    He did not want to put his weight on me when he would be locked with me for long. And I was sure it would be truly long, because his cock was too wild, making me wonder what it would do to me once knotted.


    My sweaty back pressed against a strong chest that felt powerful enough to engulf mepletely. One of his hands parted my leg, lifting it over his muscr thigh as he entered me again, taking me from behind.


    My hand clutched the sheets tightly. Every time he pulled out and entered me again, the sensation felt new, deeper, more overwhelming. While his hips moved to fuck me, he supported himself on one hand and turned my face toward him so he could kiss me.


    My hand reached back to his face. I kissed him, my moans swallowed by his ravenous mouth, leaving me in between to let me breathe.


    The faster he moved, I knew he was about toe, and so was I.


    But then something happened that I hadpletely forgotten about.


    A sharp sting bit into the side of my neck.


    He was marking me.


    As his canines pierced my skin, a strange warmth rushed through me. It felt deeper than pain, deeper than pleasure. Something within my soul shifted, a new bond weaving itself into my being. My wolf stirred in delight, weing the connection without hesitation.


    A soft gasp left my lips as the sensation spread through me, heavy and consuming, as if another thread had been tied between us forever.


    He cursed and growled with raw intensity, his powerful final thrusts shaking my body before he stilledpletely, holding me tightly as I came undone with him. My mouth fell open in breathless cries while he kept me steady in his arms.


    I felt his knot spreading inside me, pushing against my walls as loud moans escaped my lips, my body trembling wildly. He held me firm, careful and controlled, making sure the stretch would not hurt me. Our breathing turned ragged, heavy chests rising and falling together in rough rhythm.


    Fuck. That was an entirely new feeling, as if I had never been fucked like this before.


    This man was wild as fuck, and I loved it.


    My wolf loved it too.


    His hot breath burned against the back of my neck as he spoke, his voice low and hoarse. "You alright?"


    A weak hum escaped me, as if every ounce of strength had drained from my body.


    "Rest," I heard him murmur again. His warm tongue brushed over the mark he had left, sending a faint shiver through me.


    One arm slipped beneath my neck, curving around my shoulder, while the other settled securely around my waist, holding me close in a protective embrace.