(Natasha's POV)~~~His fingers rubbed around my cliritos, and I felt shivers. Another stroke, and I moaned."You are already so wet. I like that," and with those words, his fingers dipped into my opening deliciously, in and out, and then he added in another finger, in and out again. I cried out."Please," I begged, and this wasn't just my wolf; this was me wanting my desires to be met.His fingers sinked deeper till I felt him in me, and then his space increased faster and faster, my toe curled and my back arched. The feeling was too much, and at some point I called out his name, begged him for things I could never imagine, and then I felt my climate building. The sensation was nerve-racking, and I shattered.He had done all that with just his fingers.Finally, he pulled them out of me, bringing them to my lips, and I licked them up, drawing him in. I kissed him."Beautiful. I can never get enough of you.""That was... amazing," I say, but 'amazing' was an understatement, and he knew
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