I speed up, thrusting harder an faster, Little wolf locks her ankles around my hips, lifting hers and meeting me with each thrust. We’re lost in passion, wild and uninhibited. Like we’ve been lovers for centuries. I lean over her and curl my fingers into the back of her head and put my forehead against hers. Our hips smacking together and the room is filled with the obscene sounds of little wolf’s wetness smothering my dick. She never takes her eyes off of mine. We hold each other’s gaze with each thrust. Like if we blink, we may never see each other again.
“You feel so good on my dick little wolf. Your pretty pussy is so wet Can you feel me being strangled by your hot, wet, little cunt?” My filthy words have an effect on little wolf. She loves it. “You are close little wolf. I can feel your pretty pussy tightening around me. I can smell your sweet pussy. It’s begging me to rut you.‘ She’s ewling loud as I start slamming my hips into her. Thrusting hard and barely pulling out as she starts milking my dick. Hot streams of my orgasm fill her as my knot aches to be pressed into her, but I won’t. I do however, grind it into her clit as she starts spasming around me, lost in the throes of her own orgasm. Her eyes are rolling into the back of her head. “Look at me while you take what I give you like a good girl little wolf. She opens her eyes and holds onto the back of my neck while grinding against me, riding out her orgasm while our foreheads remain together. Her eyes are flickering neon teal and I can feel her wolf trying to come through. Ronan let’s a low purr out into my chest, attempting to relax her wolf and coax her out but she doesn’t take the bait.
I can barely hold myself up and roll off little wolf, pulling out and collapsing next to her. She’s breathing hard as she curls into my side and closes her eyes. Damn it, she’s beautiful. It’s not possible for her to get anymore beautiful. I get up and start her a hot jacuzzi bath. The memory of hearing little wolf pleasure herself in here, thinking of me brings a smile to my face and a sadness to my heart. Kian may claim to be her fated mate, but I am going to find a way to make damn sure it’s true before he even thinks about taking little wolf out of here. We may need to break us off, but she will become pack and I will do whatever necessary to keep her safe as her alpha. How to go about proving his truthfulness still stumps me, but it also reminds me that I still need to get a more in–depth run down of little wolf’s conversation with Aramana.
I go and scoop up little wolf and step into the tub. She is putty in my arms as she lays against me, head buried in my chest. Passed out from exhaustion. I start to wet and lather soap into her hair, my scalp massage earning me some low groans from little wolf that go straight to my dick. I could probably go again, but I don’t think little wolf can. I start to was her body and clean myself in the process the best I can, taking extra care knowing she will probably be sore in the morning. That also poses some interesting questions. Do I stay til morning? Do I leave after tucking her in? No. I can’t leave little wolf, but we will need to have an akward conversation in the morning. Unless she sleeps too late, then I will be forced to leave to get to my office. I’m overthinking this when I could be enjoying this moment.
I get out of the water and throw a towel over little wolf, tucking her in against me and walk soaking wet to the bed. I lay little wolk down and dry her and then myself off. I tuck her in next to me while placing soft kisses in her hair. Our hot, naked skin presses together, keeping us warm as I hold her tight against my chest, spooning her ass.
