Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 44098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 220(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 220(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
“Then come for me, Agatha. Come for me so I can fill you with my cum.”
It was like he had complete control over her body. Those few words, and she came, hard, screaming his name, not wanting him to stop. She thrust against his hand, and Boyan drew out every second of her release.
Agatha didn’t think she could take much more, but then he spun her around, lifted her up, and with a few easy moves, he slid her onto his cock. Another moan escaped her as she felt him, inch by aching inch, sink inside her, going to the hilt. He moved his hands from between them, going to her ass, and then working her up and down his length, driving inside her, fucking her.
“Fuck, baby, you feel good. So fucking good.”
“Yes, please, Boyan, fuck me,” she said.
He captured her lips kissing her, and she felt him thrusting in and out of her.
“You know what I want you to do,” he said, seconds later.
Agatha groaned but slid her hand between them, touching her clit as he continued to work his length inside her. The pleasure was intense with his hard dick inside, and when her second release washed over her, it was different as she felt him driving inside her. Boyan growled, slamming inside her three more times, and then she felt his hot cum filling her up.
She knew he wanted to make her pregnant. Every time they had sex, he would put his hand on her stomach and ask those words, “Do you think I knocked you up?” Not the most romantic, but she loved it either way.
Opening her eyes, she stared into his, smiling.
“Marry me,” he said.
His words took her by surprise, but not for long.
“Yes,” she said.
She loved this man, this wolf, more than anything else in the world. She didn’t want to be anywhere but with him.
Epilogue
Two Months Later
Boyan never thought he would marry a woman. There had been moments throughout his life where he hoped he’d find the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, but as the years passed and women became nothing but a blur of fun, he started to believe there wasn’t one out there for him.
Then Agatha came into his world.
Staring down the aisle, he saw her on Alpha’s arm, waiting. The music had already started. The pack had been told about his impending nuptials, and they had all played their part to bring them together. They made sure there were plenty of seats on either side, making up the aisles. Several of the pack had also opted to sit on his bride’s side. She had no one but the pack now.
On Agatha’s side were the club, as well as Amelia, Val, and of course Macy, which was a surprise, but he didn’t care. The pack would learn to accept her.
Agatha began to walk toward him, closing the distance, and he didn’t care how lovely the town looked, or the fact the pack had made this day magical. All he focused on was his woman as she made her way toward him. Step by step. She looked so freaking stunning in the white dress. It was nearly winter and the dress dipped in a V at the front, exposing her beautiful cleavage, but had long sleeves. The bodice molded to her body, and the skirt billowed out.
To him, she looked like a princess. Her long, blonde hair was spiraled around her body, and there were several pink and blue flowers that had been placed within the strands. She wore no makeup as she didn’t need it. She was stunning. And she was marrying him.
Boyan didn’t know what he’d done to be so lucky, but he was going to roll with it. Agatha was his. All his.
Alpha held her hand out to him, and Boyan didn’t hesitate. He took hold of her hand and led her to the altar, where Alpha had quickly moved into position. He was the one who could bless their marriage.
Alpha began to speak. Boyan stared at his woman, and when the time came for anyone to dispute their union, he waited. No one said a word. It was time to kiss his bride, and that he did, pulling Agatha toward him, pressing his lips to hers.
The pack erupted into cheers and he didn’t care. He had his woman. The love of his life.
The kiss broke and he stared into her eyes. Agatha pulled him close, pressing her lips to his ear.
“I’m pregnant.”
And she had just made it the best day of his life.
The End