“Oh. Oh fuck!”
My hands are in his still-damp curls as I hold him there, taking in the vision of him feasting on me with firelight bouncing off those giant shoulders and holding my body with those strong hands. My eyes graze his perfectly athletic ass that I can make out because of the firelight.
My skin is toasty-warm now, thanks to the flickering flames bursting from the crackling wood, and the fact that he’s on me with extreme heat seeping from his body into mine. My boots and clothes are in a heap on the floor and I’m spread wide, being given oral sex by a massive, naked man who I’ve seen shift into a wolf and back again. A man who said he tracked me for hours. A man who carried me for miles through the rain telling me he was going to claim me and make me his.
“Stop squirming. Let me look at you,” he commands as his hand trails up my hip to my breast and back down over my pussy. He spreads my labia wide with a stretch of his middle finger and thumb, and he looks down, smiling for a second, before planting another kiss there, on my clit, eyes connecting with mine for a second before his tongue twirls and slides inside me. He puts pressure that hits my g-spot and I gasp.
He smiles, eyes on me while doing it again.
How on Earth did I go from trying to run five minutes ago to spreading wide and holding him by the hair while he tongue-fucks my pussy?
I should run. I should find something heavy to hit him over the head with. I should do something. I should do something but all I can do is feel.
His mouth moves up over my clit and his finger takes over working that spot. That. Spot. That inside spot that has only ever been paid attention to by my rabbit vibe before now. Holy crap. This is so fucking much better.
His giant hands are both holding my bottom and he squeezes as he licks. And then he licks some more. God, his tongue is strong. And then as I’m on the cusp of coming, coming harder than I’ve ever come, he glides back up my body and rams in deep.
Deep. So fucking deep.
I’m moaning and I’m writhing, seeking friction for my clit, which needs just a little more attention to send me over the edge. I reach between my legs but before I get there, he grabs my wrist and pins my hands above my head with one of his hands as his free one slides down there instead.
I grunt in frustration.
“I get to do this,” he corrects as he rubs my clit while fucking me and then, as I crest over the edge into bliss, he gives me an insanely sexy smirk before his mouth moves to the place where my neck meets my shoulder, plants a soft kiss there, then he quickly flips me over onto my belly, gets his cock back inside me and his lips are on my shoulder while he continues to rub my clit with his fingers while thrusting hard into me from behind. Seconds later, as I’m crying out the biggest orgasm I’ve ever had in my life, I hear him say my name.
“Ivy. My only…”
8
Tyson
The minute I’m inside her, I know I’m home.
This. This beautiful creature belongs to me. This fucking is like nothing I’ve felt. No other woman has felt like this.
My cock feels like it's being ripped, like teeth are cutting through the skin, but then after an excruciating moment of pain, the most exquisite pleasure of my life tears through me and I know what's happening
I'm knotting her.
Mine.
She's mine.
I knew it.
I smelled it.
Now... I feel it.
I feel it in every bit of my being.
And my wolf feels it too.
When Uncle brought me one to mount that first time, the year after the uncontrollable shifting found my boy’s body changed to become one of a man, my cock hardened and I mounted her, but after that, I felt nothing. I didn’t knot. I didn’t bite. I rutted until I was spent and was done. Done and anxious to shift back to wolf and run through the forest to feast. Uncle told me I’d spend empty fluid unless I found my mate. I wouldn’t sire pups on any but my mate unless I lost a mate or rejected her because she wasn’t fertile. He told me to keep mounting them, see if I liked any to keep, and in the meantime learn to mount well so that I’d be experienced for my own mate, so I’d know how to pleasure her. Take my pleasure now while I sought her out. He said that it’d help me become stronger. Boost my strength and my senses.