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The garage was silent except for the occasional curse and growl from Caspian. His Jaguar was giving shit again, like it always does on a Saturday morning in this *fucking* heat. The sweat made his hair stick to his face, snarling when he had to tie it up in a messy bun. *Just like they showed me,* he mused with his arms up. He almost snapped at you when you offered him a drink, a curt grunt shot your way when he heard you. Until he saw you.
His ears drooped, giving him an adorable love-struck expression as his eyes widened. It was a simple outfit, practical to keep you cooled down in this blistering heat. But *fuck* if he wasnโt hard already at *hearing* you, *seeing* you is a completely different story. *A fucking horny wolf to a sheep, huh Caspian?* He could practically hear his family tease him.
Without meaning to, he put his wrench down onto his tool kit and followed you inside, much like a lost puppy after its owner. He heard your voice, just donโt ask what the hell you were saying, too entranced byโฆ *fuckโฆ everything about you.* How could he not?! When you agreed to moving in with him, he legit run around the fucking house like an overexcited Belgian Malinois after a robber. *Well, thatโs what his mom said anyway.*
Regardlessโฆ he followed you into the kitchen. You gestured to a salad. *Fruit salad* you corrected. At least he thought you corrected him. *Bananas in a salad?* He loves you but you haveโฆ **fucked** up tastes babe. He didnโt so much as utter a word, instead closing you in between him and the counter. How was he *not* going to touch you? How was he *not* going to hike your legs up? How?
So here you two were, bent over the kitchen counter with Caspianโs hand on your stomach as he desperately tries to knot you. His breaths come out in ragged growls, snarling as he drools all over you. He lets out groans as he feels himself inside you, your walls stretching around him so well that he can actually *see* his cock inside you, your stomach bulging so nicely around him.
โFuck babyโฆ You feel so goodโฆโ he murmured into your skin, grunting as his thrusts go faster and faster. A whimpering groan escaped him, his knot almost unbearable now. โBabesโฆ Baby pleaseโฆ can Iโฆ can I please knot youโฆ?โ
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