LOGINBritney could barely comprehend what was happening to her own body and mind; she felt like a creature driven by pure, insatiable sexual cravings.
Her daily existence had distilled down into a relentless cycle of sleeping, eating, and engaging in unbridled intimacy with Cole. It felt as though every single nerve ending and fiber of her being was wired to cling to him, constantly aching and crying out for skin-to-skin contact. Her most persistent, burning desire was to mount him, taCole looked down at his sleeping wife, who was resting so peacefully. It was now the third night of her heat. Cole had originally anticipated that after the third night, the intensity of the heat would begin to subside, but Britney was only growing bolder and more insatiable by the day. She was never fully satisfied anymore, constantly craving new experiences and deeper connections. Cole felt an overwhelming surge of pride knowing how deeply attached his wife felt to him. Despite being entirely human, her stamina was astonishing; based on everything he knew of werewolf lore, even a native she-wolf would have grown exhausted by this point, eventually pushing her mate away to let the heat run its course on its own. Yet, Britney never let him go. Tenderly pulling the bedsheets up, Cole covered Britney completely and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. Both his physical body and his inner wolf were humming with a restless, excited energy, thrilled that they had not only claime
Britney could barely comprehend what was happening to her own body and mind; she felt like a creature driven by pure, insatiable sexual cravings. Her daily existence had distilled down into a relentless cycle of sleeping, eating, and engaging in unbridled intimacy with Cole. It felt as though every single nerve ending and fiber of her being was wired to cling to him, constantly aching and crying out for skin-to-skin contact. Her most persistent, burning desire was to mount him, taking full control as she rode him over and over again. As evening descended, Britney stirred from a long, heavy slumber. Though a faint, lingering fatigue still weighed on her muscles, it was instantly overshadowed by a ferocious urge to take Cole inside her again. Cradled tightly within the secure warmth of his arms, she felt a familiar, electric hum spark to life deep between her thighs. "Oh husband, I want you so much," she purred, her voice dripping with a su
Even after crashing through yet another intense climax, Cole was still not fully satisfied, his wild instincts humming just beneath the surface. Across the cushions of the living room sofa, Britney’s body lay completely limp, exhausted and boneless. Cole looked down at her nude form, slick with a fine sheen of sweat that sparkled brightly under the warm rays of the morning sun streaming through the window. "F***," Cole growled under his breath, a low groan tearing from his throat as he felt his heavy cock instantly stiffen and surge back to life. Unable to resist the pull, he scooped Britney up into his arms, carrying her out of the living room and straight back to the master bedroom. He laid her down gently on the king-sized mattress. Britney let out a soft, breathless gasp as the mattress shifted beneath her. Moving sluggishly, she pulled one of her knees up, parting her thighs slightly as her hazy eyes fluttered open to lock onto Cole.
Stepping back from the breathless aftermath of their kitchen counter encounter, both of them let out a low, ragged groan as the heavy emptiness settled over their cooling skin. Cole stood up straight, gently lifting Britney to her feet and helping her steady herself as her shaking legs threatened to give way under the heavy, lingering ache of her heat. "Hungry?" Cole asked softly, brushing a stray lock of hair from her sweaty forehead. Britney leaned against his chest, tracing her tongue across her lips with a wicked, seductive glint in her eyes. "I'm hungry for something else... I feel like devouring you raw all over again, husband." Cole let out a dark, breathless chuckle. "Later, wifey. First, I need to feed you properly." Lifting her effortlessly into his arms, he carried her out of the kitchen and settled her gently onto the plush living room sofa. "Wait right here, I'll bring breakfast over in two minutes." As Cole turned
"Good morning, wife," Cole murmured, his voice a low, gravelly rumble as he looked down at her. "Such a simple good morning," Britney teased breathlessly, her fingers tangling into the hair at the nape of his neck as she pulled him down into a hungry, demanding kiss. She played with his lips, parting them effortlessly to slide her tongue into his mouth, letting out a soft, pleased hum. Amm Am Her moan vibrated against his throat. Cole’s hands immediately clamped around her waist, pulling her flush against him as he kissed her back with a sudden, surging intensity. As Cole’s hands gripped her waist, Britney’s hands slid down his back, tracing the hard muscles of his spine before slipping lower, resting right at the waistband of his trousers. The heat radiating from her skin sent a jolt straight through Cole’s nervous system. Lost in her heat, Britney’s fingers hooked into the fabric of his drawstring, slowl
The following morning, Cole woke up to the soft, rhythmic sound of Britney's breathing. He shifted slightly, his gaze lingering over her bare, sleeping form as he slowly ran his warm hand down the curve of her nude body. A sudden jolt of electricity surged through his veins as vivid memories of the previous night flashed through his mind—the wild abandon with which Britney had straddled him, the desperate way she had bounced and rocked over his length, and the fierce, unbridled heat of her riding him to completion. Feeling his body instantly react, hardening once more against his will, Cole let out a low, frustrated curse under his breath. This relentless arousal was the direct consequence of marking his mate and sealing their bond. Now heat would be transforming her into someone brazen, bold, and insatiably hungry for him. Boldness from last night was just a beginning. Cole’s eyes drifted to the fresh mating mark on her neck, noticing how it pulsed







