Forever Claimed

Chapter Five

Kamryn felt another warm spurt of cum splash inside her pussy. Algar's cock was still hard and thick. It didn't move inside her when she shifted against him, almost as if he'd swelled to fill her completely. Where his hands wrapped around her back, she felt the prick of sharp nails. Eventually, that subsided, leaving her with a contented feeling when Algar ran his palms up and down her back.

When his cock grew soft enough so he was no longer lodged deep inside her, he lifted his head and kissed her. She didn't say anything when he pulled away. What happened when Algar had come hadn't been normal. She hadn't slept with a ton of guys, but she'd slept with enough to know his release was out of the ordinary. She should be saying something, demanding he tell her why his body had done what it had done, but satiated from the intense orgasm he'd given her, she felt too tired to speak. It was late and her body demanded the sleep it needed.

Her eyelids started to droop, but Kamryn fought to keep them open. She really needed to say something to Algar, but her mind was drifting toward sleep. "What happened? Why did you—?"

Algar cut her off by placing a finger across her lips. "You're tired, Kamryn. Go to sleep. We'll talk in the morning."

Gently, he lifted her off him and pulled back the covers so she could climb under them. He climbed in next to her and positioned her so she lay cuddled against his side with her head on his chest. The sound of his heart beating under her ear had her throwing her leg over his so she could snuggle even closer.

She put her arm across Algar's stomach. "You won't leave while I'm sleeping, will you?"

"I'll still be here in the morning," he said.

"Good."

Satisfied he wouldn't sneak away before she got to ask the questions she needed to asked, Kamryn let herself drift deeper into sleep. Before slumber fully overtook her, she felt Algar press his lips to her forehead.

Kamryn awoke the next morning to the sensation of being enfolded in a pair of strong arms. She was toasty warm from having the large, male body she slept against touching almost every inch of her.

What she'd done with Algar the night before came rushing back. She shifted her head slowly to look at him. He still slept. His large chest rose and fell beneath her head with each even breath he took. Running her gaze over his face, she was once again taken aback by how good looking he was, and by the fact that she'd actually slept with him. Making love to Algar made her toes curl just thinking about it. The only part of the experience that gave her pause was what had happened while he'd come. She couldn't begin to guess what had caused his cock to swell that much or have him coming for so long.

Though she didn't understand the differences in Algar, it didn't stop Kamryn from wanting to experience the pleasure she found in his arms again. He'd known exactly what to do to make her body sing. And the one time hadn't been nearly enough.

If it hadn't been so late, she would have been more than happy to go another round.

After a quick check to make sure Algar still slept, Kamryn slowly managed to get out from under his arm and pulled the covers down. He didn't stir. She ran her gaze up and down the length of his muscular body. He had a physique that looked as if he spent hours in a gym working out. Not a drop of excess fat on him anywhere. She wanted to rub up against him like a contented kitten. The man was definite eye candy.

Kamryn let her gaze drop to his flaccid penis lying against his thigh. It didn't look any different from any other man. If anything, Algar would be considered on the large side, which she wouldn't be complaining about. During sex, he filled her, stretching her in the most delicious of ways.

As she watched, Algar's cock twitched then started to harden and lengthen. She shifted her gaze to his face and found him awake, watching her with a smile playing along his lips.

"I must say," he said in a sleep-roughened voice, "that I could get used to waking up every morning with a beautiful woman in my arms while she stares hungrily at my cock."

Before she could say anything, Algar pulled her on top of him. Kamryn couldn't resist rubbing herself against his erection. "And I guess I could say I could get used to waking up every morning with a gorgeous hunk in my bed."

His smile deepened. "So you think I'm a gorgeous hunk, huh?"

"Well, you're not exactly hard on the eyes, you know?"

He cupped the back of her head and brought her lips down to his. Algar leisurely kissed her, but did a thorough job of it. By the time he pulled away, she was breathing hard.

"Good morning," he said.

That was a hell of a way to say good morning. Being kissed like that was a great way to start the day. Throw a little sex in there and make it even better. "Good morning to you," she said back. "I can feel you're up for something other than sleep."

Algar put his hands on her ass and held her to him while he ground his cock against her. "You can say that. I was wondering if you could help me with it."

"Mmm, I think I'd be more than willing."

"I kind of thought you would."

In a blink, he rolled and had her under him. His cock settled between her legs with the tip pressed against the opening of her pussy. Kamryn grew instantly wet. She lifted her hips in invitation, but Algar made no move to sheath himself inside her.

He placed a kiss on the corner of her mouth. "Hungry, are we?"

"Around you, I always seem to be."

"I wouldn't have it any other way."

Algar then set about satisfying her hunger. He took her wrists and placed them on the mattress above her head, which caused her breasts to lift. Bending, he sucked a taut nipple between his lips. With each pull of his mouth, there was a corresponding pull inside her pussy. More wetness pooled inside her core, readying her to take his cock that nudged at her slick opening.

As she moaned, he pushed home. Releasing her wrists, he rested his weight on his bent arms and pumped his hips. She wrapped her legs around his waist, angling his cock deeper inside her. He quickened his pace, rode her harder.

She lifted her heavy gaze to his face and saw his eyes closed. He wore a look of extreme pleasure as his cock pumped in and out of her. His expression caused her inner muscles to clutch tighter along his shaft. Her orgasm quickly started to build. Algar's long, hard strokes soon pushed her into release. Crying out, Kamryn clung to him and her pussy squeezed his cock in a tight fist.

When her climax ended, Algar pulled out of her, urged her onto her stomach and then onto her hands and knees. He moved to kneel behind her, taking hold of her hips.

"I want to take you this way while I come."

In answer, Kamryn pushed back. The head of his cock brushed up against her pussy. With an animalistic growl, Algar surged forward and sank deeply inside her. In this position, she was able to take more of him. He took her hard and fast. Another orgasm started to build. She rocked back, matching each of his strokes.

This time when she came, he came with her. He surged into her one last time and held her tightly to him as his cock pulsed inside her pussy. While he came, his shaft swelled to the point where it locked them together. Algar wrapped an arm around her waist and shifted her so she lay on her side with him spooned at her back. Kamryn sucked in a breath when she felt another warm splash of cum.

She put her hand on his arm where he held it across her stomach. She trailed her fingers along it until she reached his hand, which he had fisted against her. Another jet of sperm splashed inside her.

"Algar?" she asked softly. "Why are you coming like that?"

He stiffened behind her. "I think it would be easier if I answered that question at my place."

Kamryn tried to turn her head to look at him over her shoulder, but Algar used his chin to keep her head facing away. "I don't understand. Why do we need to go to your place? Can't you just tell me here?"

"I could, but I don't think you'll take it as well here. At my place, there is someone who has already gone through this and can help you accept what I tell you."

The only someone Kamryn could think of was another woman. "Are you telling me you have a woman living with you? And that you've slept with her?" She tried to move away from Algar, but the swelling of his cock kept their bodies locked together.

He held her tighter, stopping her from moving. "Don't, Kamryn. You'll just hurt yourself. You have to wait for the swelling to go down." He took a deep breath. "There is a woman who lives with me, but I've never slept with her. She's my friend's ma—

wife. I don't live alone. I live with six other people. All of them are male except for Lexi."

"You have that many roommates?"

He chuckled. "I wouldn't exactly call them roommates. They're more like family."

"And Lexi is the one who you think will help me accept whatever it is you have to tell me?"

"Yes. She's gone through this with Raed. She's also an American like you."

"And if I refuse to go back to your place? Will you still answer my questions?"

He stayed silent for a few seconds. "I would prefer not to answer them here."

Having a feeling Algar would keep trying to persuade her until she finally agreed, she nodded. "All right. You can take me to talk with Lexi. But I get to take a shower first. Alone. I'm not having sex with you again until you talk."

His cock had finally softened enough that she was able to pull away. He didn't try to stop her when she sat up.

He gave her a crooked grin. "Are you sure you don't want me to join you?"

She slipped off the bed. "I'm sure. Just don't leave before I get out."

Kamryn crossed the room to the bathroom and shut the door behind her. She would have enjoyed sharing the shower with Algar, but there were just too many questions bouncing around inside her head. The swelling of his cock hadn't been a fluke during the night. Not when the same thing had happened when they had made love for a second time. She needed answers before things went any further with Algar.

He was a big chicken shit. Algar took a quick look at Kamryn where she sat in the passenger seat of his Jag before he turned his attention back to the road. They were on their way to the manor.

Yes, he'd definitely chickened out. After his eyes had turned and his claws had come out while they had made love, he'd deliberately taken Kamryn from behind before he reached his orgasm. There was no question that his cock would swell again, and that she would be locked to him. In that position, he'd been able to hide his eyes from her better. He could have shown her right there in her hotel room, but he hadn't wanted to take the chance that Kamryn would start screaming once he told her he was an immortal werewolf. Not that he thought she'd scream, but he hadn't wanted to take the chance. All he needed would be for someone to hear her and come pounding on the door.

When he pulled his car onto the manor's gravel drive, he heard Kamryn make a sputtering sound. He glanced at her and found her leaning forward in her seat while she gawked at the manor through the front window.

"Holy shit, Algar. Just how rich are you?" At his laugh, she turned in his direction. "Sorry. That was kind of rude of me."

He laughed again. "It's all right, Kamryn. The manor is big, but it has to be to accommodate all of us. Let's just say none of us have to worry about where our money will come from."

As he pulled in front of the detached garage, she said, "I don't think you've told me what you do for a living."

He parked the Jag and killed the engine. "I haven't."

Before she could say anything more, he got out of the car and walked around to her side. She climbed out and shut the car door when he reached her. She gave him a pointed look. "Well? Are you going to tell me then?"

"Not yet."

"Okay. Be that way."

He put his hand on the small of her back and guided her toward the manor's door. He opened it and waited for her to step inside before him. She let out a low whistle when she took in the open-concept foyer with its light blonde hardwood floors and walls painted to match in a shade darker. She turned in a circle while she took in the crystal chandelier that hung from the center of the ceiling. Kamryn's gaze then followed the heavy oak banister that wound its way up the curved staircase to the upper floor.

She turned back to him. "Your place is gorgeous, Algar. It makes my apartment back home look like a dump."

He chuckled. "I'm glad you like it. Come on, I'll introduce you to the others."

From the sounds and the smell of cooking food, Algar figured everyone would be in the kitchen eating breakfast. When he and Kamryn walked into the room, the others fell silent and turned in their direction.

Putting his arm around her shoulders, he said, "Everyone, I would like you to meet Kamryn."