The Human Among Wolves (Aurora) novel Chapter 194

Chapter 194

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He obrt, por quickening just enough–short, sharp thrusts that slapped our skin together, his balls brushing my ass with each

diver 7 wrapped one leg higher around him, the denim scraping his side, pulling him impossibly closer. My free hand tangled in his Bet, vanking Aim back for another kiss, messy and desperate, tongues sliding as moans muffled between us. The build was

relentless now, my clit throbbing under the pressure, walls fluttering in warning.

Outside, a distant creak echoed–footsteps? A door? My heart stuttered, but Zayn didn’t falter, his hand clamping over my mouth

genth, eves flashing with shared thrill.

She stay quiet for me, he breathed, thrusting deeper, the risk only fueling the fire.

I nodded against his palm, biting my lip under his fingers, the danger sharpening everything–the wet sounds of him fucking me,

the tremble in my thighs, the way my body betrayed me with a fresh gush of wetness,

It hit me like a wave crashing, orgasm ripping through without mercy, my muffled cry vibrating into his hand as I came around his cock, milking him with rhythmic pulses. My pussy clenched hard, waves of pleasure pulsing from my core, soaking us both as my body shook beneath him. Zayn’s thrusts faltered, his rhythm breaking into erratic drives, his face twisting with the strain of holding

back.

Just as I started to come down, panting against his palm, he pulled out abruptly, the sudden emptiness making me whine. His cock, slick and throbbing, hovered at my entrance, veins pulsing under the flushed skin. He released my mouth, propping himself up on

one arm, eyes dark and intense as they met mine.

“Where do you want me to cum?” he rasped, voice rough with need, his free hand stroking his length slowly, the wet glide echoing

in the charged air.

My mind reeled, body still twitching from the aftershocks, thighs quivering around the denim barrier at my knees.

The question hung there, raw and demanding, pulling a fresh flush to my cheeks. I glanced down at his cock, then up at his face, the distant footsteps outside forgotten in the haze.

“On me,” I breathed, the words tumbling out bold and unfiltered, my hand reaching to guide him closer. “On my stomach… please,”

He groaned, low and approving, shifting to straddle my hips without crushing me. His fist pumped faster now, tight and deliberate, the head of his cock swelling as pre–cum beaded at the tip.

I watched, mesmerized, my fingers digging into the sheets as his breaths grew ragged.

‘F**k, baby…”

With a final, guttural curse, he came–thick ropes of hot cum erupting from him, splattering across my bare stomach in heavy spurts. The first jet hit warm and sticky, pooling just below my navel then another arcing higher, streaking toward my breasts. He aimed with each pulse, milking himself dry until pearly strands coated my skin, dripping down my sides in lazy trails.

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Chapter 194

He shuddered through it, chest heaving, before collapsing beside me possessive swipe. The warmth seeped into me, mingling with the swe

My jeans still bunched at my knees, pussy exposed and glistening, I

the air.

We stilled, panting, his weight a comforting anchor as reality seeped those footsteps fading down the hall. He eased closer, pulling me int what this meant the forbidden line we’d crossed, the pull I couldn’t

That was… I started, but words failed, my hand tracing lazy circles

that lingered.

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