Chapter Six
Pleasure tore through her body, and Mary opened her legs wide for it to continue. The dream she’d been having was so vivid and yet unclear at the same time. The tongue stroking through the folds of her pussy was clear. Whose tongue it was she did not know. The sensation from the experienced licks meant she did not care who it belonged to so long as they did not stop what they were doing.
Opening her eyes she became alert to the fact she was no longer dreaming, but the pleasure was continuing. Looking down she saw Zeke’s head moving between her thighs. His tongue expertly licked her clit. Moaning, she gripped the sheet underneath her wishing there was something for her to hold on to.
Grab his hair.
The urge to smash her clit against his face was strong. All she wanted to do was take the pleasure he was giving to her. Releasing the sheet she reached down grabbing chunks of his hair as she thrust her hips against his face. He growled against her tender flesh, and she cried out in response.
“Please,” she said, begging him not really knowing what she was begging him for.
Zeke tugged on her hands, and she let go of his hair. He stood up, wiping her cream from his face. She’d not found orgasm, and now her body was on fire for what he could give her.
“Are you feeling better?” he asked.
She frowned at him not knowing what he was talking about. Then she remembered her wolf trying to escape. Mary didn’t care about that. Her body was in demand of him.
“I’m fine.”
“Good, come here.” He stood at the end of the bed leaving her no choice other than to crawl to him.
His hand sank into her hair using his grip to pull her closer. He was rough, and she fucking loved the feel of him taking control.
Zeke’s lips were on hers, and without him demanding she opened to receive him. Their tongues collided together, stroking and plunging deep. The heat spilled out of her pussy soaking the tops of her thighs.
“So fucking responsive,” he said, letting her lips go. His teeth nipped down to her neck then along her collarbone. “You want to be fucked, don’t you, my little toy?” he asked.
She wasn’t a toy, but the words coming from his lips were driving her insane. All she wished to do was please him.
Down his lips went nipping at her breasts. She pushed her chest out wanting his lips. Mary didn’t care what he thought about her. The heat was building inside her so her skin felt sensitive to the touch.
Suddenly, he tugged on her sending her to her knees before him. She noticed even though he was rough he didn’t release her until he was sure she was safe.
“Suck me,” he said, fisting his length with his free hand.
She looked at the length of his cock poking toward her. The tip was slick with pre-cum, glinting in the light from the room. How much time had passed since this morning?
Opening her lips she licked the tip taking his cum into her mouth. She moaned as his taste alone made her think of home. It was the strangest feeling to have. Taking the tip of him inside her mouth, she sucked him in deep not wanting to let him go. She was addicted, and the heat built inside her.
“Fuck, that’s it. Tighten those lips around me,” he said, growling.
His thick arms tensed as he forced her to take more. She relaxed taking more of him until he took her to the back of his throat. He groaned, pulling out only to press back inside. Zeke built up a steady pace of thrusting into her mouth. Mary took him, loving the taste of his cum as it slid along her tongue, swallowing him down.
“Fuck.” He grunted as he pulled out of her mouth. She stared up at him licking her lips.
He didn’t move, caressing her lips with his fingers. Neither of them had come yet. Mary anticipated his next move as he lifted her up in his arms. She cried out as he slammed her against the wall next to the door.
“Wrap your legs around me,” he said, ordering her.
“I’m too heavy for you to lift me.” She became aware of her extra pounds.