“Caleb,” I plead with him.
He lowers his lips to my ear after kissing the crook of my neck and says, “Tell me, tell me.”
“Worthless. It makes me feel like a failure.” I sob, gasping for air as the pain of my admission flashes through me. It’s out. The words flew out of my mouth without my conscious consent. I’m so worthless. A wolf who can’t shift. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I don’t know if I can ever be fixed. “I’m useless. Like I shouldn’t be alive.” The belt falls to the floor with a loud thud and in an instant Caleb is on me, pulling me up and cradling me in his arms.
“You’re none of those things. You’re perfect.” The words rush out of him and then his lips devour mine. Everything ceases to exist.
I cling to him as he pulls me into his chest and rocks me. There’s a sweet sting of pain and pleasure as my ass settles against his thigh. “Look at me.” I stare into his silver eyes as he kisses my nose and rests his forehead on mine. He whispers, “You’re not broken.” My lips part to object. Of course I am. “You were made with perfection. Including your latency.” The word makes me flinch. He takes my chin in his hand with a firm grasp. My eyes are caught by his fierce gaze. “You are a latent wolf. And you are fucking perfect.” The sincerity and love are undeniable in his admission.
Hot tears prick again and this time I welcome them. His adoration heats my core. Slamming my mouth against his, I push him against the mattress and climb over his hard body. He moans into my mouth. I rock against him and grind into his throbbing erection. My blood heats and races through my body.
I want to thank him for loving me. I’m desperate to please him. Making my way down his body with openmouthed kisses, I nip at his hip bones as he takes out his cock for me. I stroke his thick length as he throws his head back. My lips wrap around the head of his cock and I can barely fit it in my mouth. My teeth scrape lightly against his hardened flesh.
“Open your mouth wider.” I do as I’m told, stretching my jaw to accommodate his size. I lick at the bead of precum at the head before bobbing along his length. His hands run through my hair before pushing his length into the back of my throat. I swallow and his girth is almost more than I can comfortably take. My eyes sting and water before he pulls back, allowing me to breathe again.
“Bite me.” I look up at him wide eyed. Bite him?
“Come on, baby girl … Bite me.” His voice is breathy but still full of authority. He’s close to his release. My teeth close around his dick and I bite down, digging into the velvety steel of his flesh.
“Harder.” Clamping my mouth shut again, I push my teeth into him. If I bite any harder, I know I’ll break skin. I pause, waiting for his next direction. He fists my hair and pulls my head back, causing a small bit of pain. “Bite me like you want to hurt me. Bite me, baby.” He’s breathing hard and barely able to get the words through his clenched teeth.
It’s obvious he’s right on the edge. He wants this and I’m failing him. I can give him the pain he needs. He releases me and I seize the chance to sink my teeth into his hard cock. I take half his length into my mouth and bite down as hard as I can. The second my teeth clamp down he shoots his release into the back of my throat and I quickly swallow, moaning around his dick. His head falls back on the mattress as his legs stiffen and tremble with the shock of his orgasm. Once he’s no longer pulsing, I pull back and dip my tongue into his slit to get the last drop, making him shiver. My lips curl up into a smug smile as I crawl up his body. My mate’s a freak.
Lizzie
I’ve never felt so sated, so complete, so … calm and like nothing in the world could ever hurt me. With my front to his back, I can’t stop touching Caleb. My arm rests across his hip while my fingers play with the small dimples on his lower back. Caleb runs his fingers down my side, all the way to my thigh before trailing back up although he stares straight ahead. It sends shivers through my body. “How did you feel while I was punishing you, baby girl?”
My eyes pop open and I tense a bit at his question. My ass still stings, yet the reminder of his belt brings on another wave of desire. As if I could take any more today.