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That didn't stop my
desperate need to have him inside me, though. I moaned desperately,
imploring him to take the next step. As if reading my mind, he
reached down and pulled off his briefs in one elegant motion. His
massive, thick member spilled out before me,
standing
erect up against
his tight stomach. Fuck, he was perfect. Godly,
even.

The animal inside of him slipped
out briefly as I reached my hands down and grabbed hold of his
penis in a tight grip with both hands. An inhuman growl rumbled
from his chest, sending shivers throughout my entire being. I
watched as the colors of his eyes changed back and forth between
different shades of blue, the wolf inside of him staring back at me
protectively. I knew right then and there that we were mated, and
it felt absolutely and naturally perfect.

Before I could react, he
shook his head, bringing himself back to his human reality, and he
pinned my arms down with his as he moved his hips down to meet
mine. He positioned himself just at my opening, pressing his member
against my clit teasingly. I moaned and shivered again as he
pressed himself firmly against me, still trapped beneath his grasp.
My legs were shaking uncontrollably at this
point,
and I suddenly grew
nervous. I had never actually had sex with a shifter before. Nor
had I been with a
man
of his... size. He sensed my
hesitation
and eased back a
little bit.

"What's wrong? What did I do? Are
you okay?" He said quickly, pulling away.

"Nothing," I whispered to him.
"Nothing at all. Please, oh god please go on."

"No." He watched me for any
hint of
explanation,
frozen in place.

I sighed, confused. "It's just,
I've never been with anyone like you before. I'm scared. Not of
you, really. Although I will admit, you're something to be marveled
at." I motioned my eyes down towards his swollen cock that lay
against my stomach. "I just don’t want to disappoint
you."

He laughed in that beautiful
boyish
way
and caressed his hand against my cheek. "You will never
disappoint me, Skylar. You are
mine,
and I am yours, and you are
perfect in every way. If you don't want to do this, we can leave,
grab a coffee, and just hang out. If you want to stay, then I'll
take it slow. I will never hurt you, I promise you this." My body
felt like jelly. I nodded to him, unable to believe how absolutely
perfect this man was.

"Take me," I whispered, and then
bit his earlobe playfully.

At that, he pressed into me.
Slowly at first, but I was so wet in anticipation that it didn't
take long for my body to open up completely to him. After a few
slow thrusts, he pressed himself fully inside of me, and my body
exploded in pleasures I never even knew existed.

"Oh god," I moaned into him,
as he worked himself in and out, pressing so deep inside of me. He
pounded me like the waves pounded the shore. My desire resonated
with
Zack,
and he quickened his pace as I arched my back, my head
pressing into the wood beneath us as my hands ran up and down his
back. He completely filled me. It was like puzzle pieces linking
together to form a larger picture. He was the piece that had been
missing. I lifted my hips to meet his as our rhythm built together,
moving in unison pressed so closely against each other. He was far
larger than any man I had ever been with, and my body ached from
the pressure he built up inside of me. It was a good ache, and no
matter how hard he pressed into me, he was never close enough. I
needed him to consume me, to be part of me. I was desperate, and I
couldn't let him go.

I felt a warm trickle down his
back where I had been digging my nails into his skin. I hadn't
realized I was holding on to him so tight. I felt guilty until I
realized it was actually turning him on, and then I clawed him even
harder. He pressed his body so deep into mine, then grabbed me
behind the shoulders and spun me over so I was on top of
him.

He stared up at me with those ice
blue eyes, his gaze never wavering for a moment. I sat back on his
swollen cock, pushing myself deeper and deeper onto him, willing my
body to take him even further inside. Our hands clasped together,
fingers intertwined, and we gazed into each other's eyes as I rode
him to the rhythm of the surrounding waves. The wild ocean breeze
felt cold against my skin, but his body exuded a warmth that
radiated through my bones.

We
spent
quite a while together like
this, eyes locked as I rode him
rhythmically
until I could feel myself
getting closer to climax. I was so desperate to reach it, yet at
the same
time,
I never wanted this night to end. I could tell from the look
in Zack's eyes that he felt the same. I pressed my body down onto
his as hard as I could, taking him as deep inside of me as I could
possibly handle, and leaned down to whisper in his ear, "Fuck me.
Now. I want to feel you come inside of me."

Without
hesitation,
he flipped us
both
around
and pounded into me so hard I thought I might tear open. I
wrapped my legs around him as tight as I could, as I could feel
myself approaching a climax. He ground himself deep inside me,
pressing his hips low into mine to build the friction between our
bodies. I moaned loudly, my head bent back in agony. "Fuck me,
Zack," I murmured in his ear as he pressed his face into my neck,
panting wildly.

"Skylar," he whispered into
my skin as he bit my collarbone, drawing just a little bit of
blood. I screamed in ecstasy as he drew me over the edge, my orgasm
hitting me so hard I could hardly breathe. He
pushed
himself deep inside
as I felt his warmth spill inside of me, his body shuddering on top
of me as the weight of his body settled onto mine.
Still,
he
pressed deeper, coaxing my climax along for a longer ride than I
knew myself capable. He suckled the skin in my neck as I moaned
uncontrollably at my newfound sensations. We pressed out hips
together one last desperate time, and then our bodies collapsed
together, completely spent.

We laid there for what felt like
hours under the moonlight, our bodies intertwined at the end of the
pier, listening to the waves crash around us. Finally, the air
started to get cold against my bare skin, and Zack moved to stand
to get our clothes.

“
Where are you going?” I asked
while sitting up.

Zack fell back beside me and
smoothed my hair from my face.

“
Oh, sweetheart, I'm not going
anywhere. I wouldn't dare leave you alone.” He shushed me with
kisses. “I'm here for you. Always.”

His words were such a comfort that
I relaxed straight into his arms and fell asleep against his warm
body, the sound of the waves lulling me into fields filled with
dancing wolves under a shining moon.

The morning sun stung
my
eyes,
and I grimaced against the light as seagulls cried in circles
above. For a moment, I was confused. Where was I? I peered to my
right and found a sleeping Zack, his beautiful features a welcome
sight in the bright light of dawn.

No, that wasn't sunlight. That
was--

“
Mr. Rider! Mr. Rider! Is this
your new girlfriend?”

“
Zack, is this another
one-night-stand?”

“
Did you meet her at your
party?”

“
How long have
you
been seeing
each other?”

“
What's your name,
beautiful?”

Oh,
God
. We were crowded by flashing
cameras and people calling out insanely probing questions about who
I was and how we came to meet. I shook Zack who was already awake
and assessing the situation. He has managed to put his pants on and
stood confidently. I was grateful to see he had covered me with my
dress. He took my hand to help me up, and collected his jacket and
placed it around my
shoulders
. I was lucky to be small
enough that it covered all the parts that needed covering. He gave
the cameras a debonair smile and then pulled me through the pack of
flashing light with the most aggressive smirk I'd ever seen him
wear. Once we were safely past most of the mob, he broke into a
run.

Our legs moved in sync
against the wooden pier until we hit the sand where I tripped and
fell. Zack laughed and helped me to my feet, pulling me towards his
car that was just across the sand and up the hill. My heart
was
racing,
and I was absolutely mortified. My life was now no longer
anonymous – I would become the new face associated with Zack
Rider,
and my
bare bottom would be plastered across LA papers, not to mention
magazines and news sites nationwide. Zack was still shirtless as we
hopped into his Porsche, his jacket now lost to the beach behind us
where paparazzi were stumbling through the sand to capture another
picture of us making our escape.

As he peeled out of the
parking lot, he waved his hand out the
window,
and I followed suit,
soaking up the LA sun that was peeking over the edge of town and
greeting us with rapturous applause. He turned to me and smiled. I
couldn't help but smile back at him.

Suddenly his phone
beeped,
and he
looked down at it. An instant look of anger flashed
across
his
face.

“
We need to leave town,” he said
sharply. “Now.”

He swerved the car over four
busy lanes of
traffic
and headed towards the onramp that would lead us
to the highway heading north out of Los Angeles.

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