one hand, he used his fingers to open her sex. Pull the folds apart so he could see her hood and clit. Flicking his tongue over the sensitive spot, she gasped and he grinned. Over and over he licked her, pressing his tongue against the tight bud, then sucking it between his lips, enough to where she could feel pleasurable sensations, but not enough to push her over into orgasm.
With his other hand, he twirled two fingers around her entrance, dipping them in a tad to keep her on edge. Her inner thighs shook and pussy clasped at his digits. He shoved them in on the next go-around.
“Andreas,” she cried out, her back arching, bridging off the table. “Please, I need you.”
He pumped his fingers in and out, curling them to hit her sweet spot. Hands landed in his hair, fingers twisting into his locks. He didn’t bother telling her to put them back on the table. He needed the small amount of pain to keep him grounded.
Continuing to finger fuck her, he sucked her clit into his mouth one more time. He bit, not hard, but he felt the result. Her muscles clenched, locking down on his still pumping fingers. He lifted his head and watched her come. It was fucking beautiful.
Mouth open, head tilted back, she tried to close her legs. His big body in the way the only thing stopping it from happening. A low keening cry escaped her throat, echoing in the kitchen.
Abruptly, he pulled his fingers free, attacking the button and zipper of his jeans. He pushed them down and wrapped a hand around his dick. Pumping it hard, twisting when he got to the mushroomed head. A pearl of pre-cum pooled in the tip.
Moving forward, he pressed the tip into her entrance. Fuck! It felt like heaven. Wet heat engulfed the tip, sending his eyes to the back of his head. It took him a moment to figure out why it was so different than the night before.
“Amber.”
Glazed eyes tried to focus on him. Her legs came up around his hips, and she used them to pull him forward.
“Amber,” he growled, feeling the wolf shimmer just on the edge. “No condom.”
“It’s fine,” she moaned, but he wasn’t sure she was thinking clearly. There was a chance his wolf would go wild.
“My wolf,” he grunted and allowed her to pull him in a little bit more. He lost his train of thought for a second. “He’ll think this means something more.
Her green eyes cleared for a moment before filling with lust again. She hooked her ankles and pulled him in a little bit more.
“You sure?” He knew he was pushing the issue, but there would be consequences.
“Yes,” she hissed on a sigh.
“Thank the Gods.” He pulled away and flipped her. “The wolf has needs,” he said. “And he plans on fulfilling them.” Gripping her hips tightly, he slammed in to the hilt. Throwing his head back, he howled at how tight her pussy was. The muscles pulsed around him and relaxed a margin. The drag of her folds over his cock as he shuttled in and out had his balls pulling in tight. He couldn’t hold back. Hunching over her, he fucked her hard. The table scooted with each powerful thrust.
Gasps, moans and cries for more reverberated around them, but he wasn’t too sure who they were coming from. Didn’t actually care. He was lost in the feel of her body, the acceptance of his strength and power.
Amber pushed up on her hands and tossed her hair to one side. She gazed at him over her shoulder, her bright green eyes electrified. He felt a pull to his chest. A desire like nothing he’d felt before. A cool tingling wave washed over him, making his wolf howl in ecstasy. Fangs pushed through. His nails extended. His mind became fuzzy as the wolf pushed closer and closer. His hips stuttered, interrupting his rhythm.
He realized after a beat that the Siren was calling to his wolf. Daring him to come out and claim her.
Andreas had no problem giving in. Gripping Amber by the throat, thumb pressed against her jaw, he tilted her head and exposed the perfect spot. He struck in the
With his other hand, he twirled two fingers around her entrance, dipping them in a tad to keep her on edge. Her inner thighs shook and pussy clasped at his digits. He shoved them in on the next go-around.
“Andreas,” she cried out, her back arching, bridging off the table. “Please, I need you.”
He pumped his fingers in and out, curling them to hit her sweet spot. Hands landed in his hair, fingers twisting into his locks. He didn’t bother telling her to put them back on the table. He needed the small amount of pain to keep him grounded.
Continuing to finger fuck her, he sucked her clit into his mouth one more time. He bit, not hard, but he felt the result. Her muscles clenched, locking down on his still pumping fingers. He lifted his head and watched her come. It was fucking beautiful.
Mouth open, head tilted back, she tried to close her legs. His big body in the way the only thing stopping it from happening. A low keening cry escaped her throat, echoing in the kitchen.
Abruptly, he pulled his fingers free, attacking the button and zipper of his jeans. He pushed them down and wrapped a hand around his dick. Pumping it hard, twisting when he got to the mushroomed head. A pearl of pre-cum pooled in the tip.
Moving forward, he pressed the tip into her entrance. Fuck! It felt like heaven. Wet heat engulfed the tip, sending his eyes to the back of his head. It took him a moment to figure out why it was so different than the night before.
“Amber.”
Glazed eyes tried to focus on him. Her legs came up around his hips, and she used them to pull him forward.
“Amber,” he growled, feeling the wolf shimmer just on the edge. “No condom.”
“It’s fine,” she moaned, but he wasn’t sure she was thinking clearly. There was a chance his wolf would go wild.
“My wolf,” he grunted and allowed her to pull him in a little bit more. He lost his train of thought for a second. “He’ll think this means something more.
Her green eyes cleared for a moment before filling with lust again. She hooked her ankles and pulled him in a little bit more.
“You sure?” He knew he was pushing the issue, but there would be consequences.
“Yes,” she hissed on a sigh.
“Thank the Gods.” He pulled away and flipped her. “The wolf has needs,” he said. “And he plans on fulfilling them.” Gripping her hips tightly, he slammed in to the hilt. Throwing his head back, he howled at how tight her pussy was. The muscles pulsed around him and relaxed a margin. The drag of her folds over his cock as he shuttled in and out had his balls pulling in tight. He couldn’t hold back. Hunching over her, he fucked her hard. The table scooted with each powerful thrust.
Gasps, moans and cries for more reverberated around them, but he wasn’t too sure who they were coming from. Didn’t actually care. He was lost in the feel of her body, the acceptance of his strength and power.
Amber pushed up on her hands and tossed her hair to one side. She gazed at him over her shoulder, her bright green eyes electrified. He felt a pull to his chest. A desire like nothing he’d felt before. A cool tingling wave washed over him, making his wolf howl in ecstasy. Fangs pushed through. His nails extended. His mind became fuzzy as the wolf pushed closer and closer. His hips stuttered, interrupting his rhythm.
He realized after a beat that the Siren was calling to his wolf. Daring him to come out and claim her.
Andreas had no problem giving in. Gripping Amber by the throat, thumb pressed against her jaw, he tilted her head and exposed the perfect spot. He struck in the
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