Ezra’s P.O.V
I wanted to hear this, to feel this, to taste this, every fucking night from now on. I couldn't get enough of her.
The bed creaked beneath us as I thrusted in and out of her. Her nails dug into the skin of my back, her hips rocking into mine like she wanted more of me, all of me, even though I've already given her everything.
And she looked so fucking beautiful there on the bed, beneath me, naked and panting. She was everything I could ever dream of. A second chance I had never imagined to have but was incredibly grateful for.
God! How could I have ever thought that I could stay away from her? That I could simply have enough just by a taste of her? That I could wait another day without having her in my arms?
Sweat glistened her skin, rolling from her temples to the side of her face. Still… she looked like she was glowing.
Perspiration rolled down my back as well, my breath coming out in labored pants as I tried to prolong my orgasm, to stop myself from exploding inside her right then and there.
"Faster, faster…" she gasped, her eyes now shut tight. "Ohh, Ezra, I need it… I need you…!"
"You feel so good, baby," I panted as I kept the steady rhythm. "So tight…Oh god, Zoya…I…I’m about to…"
Her breath was so warm as it fanned against mine, and her body pulsed with heat. Her back arched inward and she pushed her forehead against my chest, her face contorted in pleasure.
"Ahh, ohh…!" she moaned. "I'm coming, I'm coming…!"
"I'm… almost… there…" I grunted as I continued to move at the steady pace I was at.
Zoya wrapped her hands on the back of my neck and head and pulled me closer to her, clashing her lips into mine as I thrust.
I gritted my teeth, as I felt the familiar tug in my gut, and I knew I was approaching my climax. And just then, I felt her curve herself around me, her orgasm rocking her entire world as I too stilled above her, stars dancing in my vision as my own orgasm coursed through my body, desire liquid fire in my veins as I shot my seed inside of her.
Exhausted, I collapsed on top of her, trying to put as much of my weight on my arms as possible so that I didn’t crust her with my weight.
"Fuck, Zoya…" I gasped. "That was..."
Unbelievable? Beautiful? Earth-shattering?
God, I wasn’t a poet but in that moment, I couldn’t even find the appropriate words to describe how sex…no, making love with her had felt like.
“Are you alright?” I kissed her forehead endearingly before I looked into her eyes.
"I'm tired." She looked up at me with half-closed eyes. “It was…amazing.”
“Wait.” I got up from the bed and went into her bathroom to get a towel.
Wetting it in some cold water, I brought it back to the bed with me and then, sitting at the edge of the bed, I used the towel to clean her pussy of my cum and the blood.
“What are you doing?” She wanted to know, even though she couldn’t move from the bed.
“I wanted to make sure you were okay.” I told her, wiping at her with the wet towel before I threw it out and sat at the edge of the bed.
“Ezra…we…didn’t use protection.” She didn’t look alarmed, just concerned.
“I’m sorry…” I looked down at my hands on my lap. “I lost control…I’m so sorry.”
“I…I guess I can take the morning after pill?” She asked tiredly as she reached for the covers and placed them over her body, as if trying to hide away from me.
“Human can have a hard time getting pregnant by a wolf.” I told her. “So, you don’t have to worry about it. You’ll be fine.”
Zoya nodded, her eyes almost closing as she succumbed to sleep, but she patted the pillows next to her, asking me to sleep beside her.
“Are you sure you want me to spend the night?” I asked her unsurely. “Will you be alright with it?”
“Ezra…I wanted you to sleep with me.” She told me finally. “I still want you. This had nothing to do with what had happened.”
I think she might still be under the influence of the heat because when I lay down beside her, I could still feel the elevation in her temperature, and her scent, although muted, was still there; still as intoxicating as before.
“You’re beautiful, Zoya.” I cupped her cheeks, placing my forehead against hers. “You’re absolutely perfect for me.”
“Thank you…for today.” She whispered, and this time, when I looked into her eyes, it was to see them wide awake and a hint of desire still lingering in them as her scent once again started to grow stronger.
She pushed the covers aside, exposing the soft curves of her beautiful body. Her nipples were still pebbles into stiff peaks and her breathing was still uneven as she reached for me.
“Ezra…” Her voice held a touch of vulnerability. “I…I still want you…will you…”
“Of course, baby.” I smiled at her little plea. “You don’t even have to ask. I can barely get enough of you.”
My hand went to her womanhood once again, only to find her soaking wet.
“God, you’re so wet for me, baby,” I felt a shiver run down my spine as my fingers plunged into her, feeling her inner muscles tightening around me. “Are you sure you’re not sore?”
“I think I am,” she said on a low moan. “But I want you more, Ezra. I need you.”
She didn’t have to say anymore.
I rose on top of her, covering her body with mine once again as I brought my lips down onto her kiss-swollen ones.
Tomorrow, we’ll think about the consequences of our actions. Tomorrow, we’ll let our feelings get the best of us, let our conscience decide if what happened tonight had been right or wrong.
Tomorrow.
But for tonight, I would love her with all my heart; give her everything she needed and as many times as she needed me.
Tonight was ours. And I wouldn’t let the worries of tomorrow or an uncertain future come between me and Zoya and these precious moments that I was sharing with her.