Chapter 68

Dante’s POV Leaning down to kiss her, I aligned my dick with her entrance, rubbing it teasingly up and down her folds. I groaned as our bodies vibrated with need. “Dante,” she growled against my lips. I broke away to gaze into her lust-filled eyes. “Do you trust me?” I whispered. She nodded. “I do.” I slid inside of her, slowly burying myself in her hot, tight pussy. Her expression twisted with pain as I broke her hymen, but I stilled so she could adjust to my size. It felt so fucking good to finally be inside her; I was going to revel in every second of it. “Fuck,” I purred, “you’re so tight, princess.” She moaned in response. After a moment she began grinding her hips against me, wanting more. “Please, Dante,” she pleaded breathlessly. My dick grew impossibly harder. With an impatient groan, she grabbed my hair and brought my lips back down to hers. As our tongues explored each other’s mouths, I began to move inside of her with slow, cautious thrusts. Werewolf heat or not, I didn’