Carter's Savior

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(Baby Daddy Carter ^ he's hot)

Carter's POV






Sex.

Literally, nothing is better than that.

Sex is good for a multitude of reasons and I'll list them.

1. You get your rocks off.

2. You are wrapped up in a ball of pleasure.

3. You become numb to the outside world.

Sex is like therapy. Though my therapist would say otherwise. But I personally think it is. Whenever I am feeling things I don't want to feel I always have the option to hit up a girl and fuck her until I feel better.

And I will say, nothing is better than fucking a girl while you're angry. Talk about the best orgasm of your life.

And not to get all deep and shit but sex...well sex is the only time I feel like I am desired in this life. So of course I'm going to go where the love is. And the love is in a different woman's bed every night. 

Like now.

I slid in and out of her with ease. Her wetness dripped down her legs as I pounded in between her. Her loud moans filled the air as my dick filled her pussy.

She leaned forward and bit down on my shoulder to quiet herself but Samantha was never fucking quiet.

"Fuck, Carter." I loved when they yelled my name. It made it personal, it reminded them that I was the one giving them this immense amount of pleasure and no one else could give them what I do.

My dick was fucking magic. I knew that. She knew that. That's why she always came back for me. Her nails and claws dug into my back, drawing blood. I hissed at the sting but I welcomed that shit. It felt fucking good.

"Harder." She breathed into my ear and I obliged.

I was thankful to the goddess for making me a Lycan and giving me this unnatural strength. Most wolves couldn't take me, but Samantha could. She always could.

I never talked during sex, I never made any noise except for hard pants and an occasional gasp. The girls I slept with took it as a challenge. They pulled out every trick in the book but it never worked. Never enough to get a noise out of me.

Seconds later I felt my release and with one last powerful thrust, I let myself go in the condom while still inside her. But I kept moving until I felt her pussy clench and twitch around me, and her claws dig further into my back. She let out a loud howl as she reached her orgasm and a prideful smile sat on my face.

I pulled out quickly and laid down right beside her. She was still shaking and I lay and watched as she finished.

Her blonde hair was strewn all over her face, and sweat beads on her forehead. She had that post-orgasm glow.

We stayed silent for just a moment, our breathing heavy and loud. She looked over at me, with a look in her eyes that she wanted to cuddle. But I didn't do that. I don't fucking cuddle. Not because I don't want to but fucking Tatty HATES it when they stay longer than they are supposed to.

'Yeah, blame it on me. Like you're the one that doesn't have commitment issues.' I rolled my eyes at his comment, groaning as I sat up and began to get dressed.