"I
love you cherry."
I
smiled happily back at him, content in the knowledge that this wolf was mine
and he wasn't going anywhere. I wasn't quite on the same page as him, not yet,
but I knew one thing for sure...
I
was certainly getting there.
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If there was one thing considered more
divine than heaven...it could only be this moment. A fusion of body and soul
that came in sweat slicked surfaces and glorious flames that ignited and
burned, only to explode in a such shimmering sparks that they glistened and floated,
laying an ethereal covering over writhing skin and heavy limbs.
I'd thought shifting into my wolf would be
the only thing I'd never tire of, I quickly came to the realisation that this
could definitely become a close second. He kissed me softly at first, lips
encased in velvet, a stark contrast to all that roughness he surrounded himself
in. I fell quickly into the taste of him, sweet spice that lingered and
flourished, an addiction that fed my desire with a pure kind of substance. The
animal inside voiced her contentment, a rolling sound that vibrated and
tingled, only adding to the goosebumps his hands on my skin had started. Those
calloused fingers running a scratching kind of tickle up and down my back, such
contrast to the wet slickness of his tongue invading my mouth.
I slipped my own hands from their tangled
position in his soft hair, gliding over his shoulders and running across the
large expanse of chest covered in hard, heated skin that burned beneath my
fingertips. Deep rumbles escaped his ribs, the wolf's appreciation of my touch.
The ache that had started low and constant flared to new life, a pulsing,
pounding kind of enthusiasm that refused to be ignored. His lips left mine as
it became a struggle to breathe, my lungs working overtime as my overexcited
heart matched that pounding with its own beat.
Even while Carver continued to stroke his
fingers over my skin, even with that desire building to new heights, I could
not keep the smile off my face, it was truly amazing to feel nothing but normal
lust as he touched me. Those large hands drifted to cup my ass and I felt a
moment of weightlessness as I was lifted to wrap my legs around his abdomen,
his face buried in my neck causing shivers in my spine as he rained kisses on
every piece of flesh available. He walked us backwards towards the bedroom,
we'd made it two steps into the cabin before his mouth had captured mine.
Hands grabbed at the fastening to my bra
and I leaned forward, rubbing my chest against his, giving him more room to manoeuvre.
The need became a clawing thing, something that took over my self control and
begged for his touches as if I were starving. I replied to every caress with a
moan that forced it's way out, gave voice to the being that possessed my body
and made it ravenous in its emergence. I clung to his shoulders as he moved his
hands, large paws that covered each breast with scalding heat and puckered
nipples that stood out in their urgency. I sank further down his body,
desperate to feel his desire on any part of me as those hands kneaded and
squeezed, playing a symphony with my arousal. He groaned loudly when I sat
heavily, grinding and wiggling until I could feel the shape distorting his
trousers. The animal's heat had triggered a new confidence I was eager to
explore.
He kicked the door open to the bedroom and
I slid down his body, a riot of electric sparkles shot a thrill over skin
sizzling at the contact. His trousers were a barrier I had no need of any more,
I wanted nothing between us and I made an urgent grab for the fastening. Black
eyes heavy and dilated ran their gaze over every inch of me, I struggled with
the buttons under his hunger, so consuming it was hard to remove my eyes from
his.
Carver's hands replaced mine and his
buttons flew to the floor, snapped and broken in his haste. A sheepish grin
twisted his mouth and my yearning became fevered at the sight. The animal
pressed and shifted inside me, pushed her body within my own wanting to rub up
and down the man in front of me, spreading her scent over every inch of exposed
skin. My eyes flew to his groin as he dropped his trousers, revealing the heavy
cock pushing to be free. I blew out a stuttered breath and winced a little,
even my manic longing became wary at the size. A hand cupped my cheek and tugged
my face to meet his.
"Hey...it'll be fine. This is all
about you cherry okay?"
Husky tones that built dampened lust, I
forgot any doubt when he pulled me in under his spell, kisses that drugged and
enslaved, clouded hesitation with a passionate fog. I squirmed against his
chest, pulled into another heated embrace that caused all my attention to focus
on the one part of his anatomy prodding thickly at my stomach. Liquid heat
leaked on my skin, a trail of glistening desire that marked it's path as his shaft
twitched and jumped, making his own cravings known. I felt those muscular arms
lift me again, as if I weighed nothing. There was something primal about the
ease with which he carried me, something masculine to my feminine.
He placed me gently on the bed kissing and
licking paths down my neck, running hands up my stomach, meeting with his mouth
at my breasts. I heaved breaths as he took hardened peaks into his mouth,
tasting and caressing, a suctioning pressure when he closed lips over the tips,
growling and vibrating his pleasure. I writhed beneath him, lost in my own
hedonistic world, my body begging for what my voice could not.
His tongue made a cooling path down my
stomach, a trail of slickness that chilled my heated skin and bowed my back to
meet his lips. My underwear was lost in the kindling arousal, his mouth touched
the crease of my thigh and hot breath blew shivers across my skin. A rush of
liquid followed his attentions, cherry scented arousal that had him snarling
deep and rubbing his nose against my entrance, pulling deep breaths and rolling
his eyes backwards in utter reverence.
His arms hooked around my hips and pulled
me to his wanting mouth, a probing tongue finding a sweet treat, licking it's
way around my core, lapping at constant liquid release that flowed for his
every touch. He groaned at my entrance, tightening his iron grip around my
hips, pushing his face further into me. Every movement shook my legs, every
probing lick tightened my stomach, I squirmed around his hold grabbing tightly
onto the sheets already misplaced from my frantic breaths and writhing figure.
Sweat beaded at my pores, my muscles locked and held, a pure moment of frozen
time as I waited for the jump, the perfect leap before the fall. His lips
locked around my pulsing hood, I felt a beat of heart that pounded, a rush of
fire that scorched flames throughout my cervix before dousing itself in flowing
fluid. I gasped a breath and held it, released a moment later. My body trembled
and clenched, a cry forced it's way out of my mouth as I fell, rushing head
first towards the ground, free falling into bliss.
It seemed like hours, the seconds it took
to stop rolling my hips around in sweet agony. His tongue continued its path,
retrieving every drop of desire he'd produced. I made small sounds of protest
until he reluctantly released me, too sensitive to allow much more of his
ardent searching. I lay limply in contentment, a lazy stretch that was cat-like
in its proud grace, left my arms above my head, revelling in sated pleasure.
Butterfly kisses tickled their way up my stomach and his heavy weight rested
lightly over my softening figure, igniting flames that had dimmed to embers.
His satisfied, pleased grin was smug as it
took over his face, eyes lighting in sparkling happiness. He nuzzled his way
into my neck, breathing hotly over my ear.
"Ready for more?"
I wiggled against his insistent arousal,
rubbing sensitive flesh over hard steel. "Hmm." I hummed lazily,
running my hands over his wide shoulders and muscled back. He chuckled against
my ear, nuzzling further and groaning as he prodded lightly against my
entrance. I gasped slightly and flinched at the remembered size, curling my
hands into fists on his back.
His prodding stilled, kisses left my ear
and followed my jawline, turning my head unconsciously to meet his mouth. I
sank once more into the taste of him, relaxing into the drug that fed my
addiction. My brain wavered and spun as I found myself flipped around and sat
on his thighs as he lay on his back grinning up at me. He grabbed my hips and
pulled me over his cock, rolling my hips over velvet skin.
"Take what you want, cherry."
I smiled at him, happy with my choice. A
man that understood me, that didn't need an essay to know what troubled me,
only subtle clues that he acknowledged. I rolled my hips, sitting heavily on
the shaft that twitched beneath my slit, I coated his pulsing cock in liquid
heat, creating slickness for his entrance, revving my arousal higher at every
grunt that left his mouth.
I slipped my hand around him, guiding him,
controlling his girth and length, allowing him entrance only on my command. I
watched his face, entranced by the emotion he had no problem with showing
clearly. The need, the fevered craving...the love.
I put the tip inside me, one inch of the
ten he was blessed with. His hands clenched around my hips, muscles contracting
and holding, bracing himself to not move while I tortured him. I sank slowly,
rising and falling in incremental movements, a steady progress in my
determination to swallow him, envelope the cock that stretched and invaded with
some kind of blissful burn. I stopped to take a breath and smiled at his closed
eyes, clenched in concentration and a bewitching kind of lust. My confidence
grew and flourished, became never ending in the open appreciation he freely
offered. I felt sexy...and I loved that feeling.
I sank further, my own lubrication easing
the way, allowing him to hit the end of my entrance, full to bursting and able
to feel every point of contact. I heard his rush of breath released, I squeezed
around his cock unable to fight the automatic reaction to his invasion. He
grunted out harshly.
"Fuck."
The pressure became less invading and more
a seamless melding of spirit and skin, a perfect bonding of souls. The need to move
overcame any hesitation and I slowly rocked above him. The first surge caused
wonder to fill me, a shocked kind of new discovery, I felt only building
pleasure and rocked harder with every new wave, building higher so quickly I
only knew the craving to continue. Carver groaned beneath me, hands leaving my
hips to cup my breasts, causing my chest to push forward and great his palms,
eager in their need to feel his touch. His eyes flickered open and caught my
gaze, locked on deep pits of ebony that pulled me in and held my attention like
nothing else.
"You okay?" Gravel scrapped over
skin asked for my approval.
I nodded and panted back at him, my voice
lost to divine pleasure. He surged forward to catch my breath in his mouth,
flipping us over again as he took control. His arm hooked one leg over his
bicep, opening me fully for his thrusts. I forgot to breathe as he hit a spot
high within me, a connection that sparked and lit, started the flames that
would push me over that ledge again, one that was building harder and more
fiercely than previously.
I lost myself in the motion, a wave of
surfing oceans that surged and receded, building higher and faster swells at
each push. I felt the heat grow, take over my skin and muscles, tense in
anticipation and glistening in their work. I moaned and sank my hands into
Carver's hair, pulling him towards me and begging for more. His lips whispered
softly on mine, our breaths mixing in our shared pleasure.
"With me, cherry...so close."
I clenched around him, forcing his hips to
return the favour, pounding against my thighs until that repetitive burn surged
and held, catching me in its thrall, clasping around his cock and holding so
tight a grip I screamed my rapture to the ceiling. I fell once more, a flying
leap off that cliff, suspended in mid air in torturous euphoria for seconds
that seemed unending. My weightlessness left me to gravity and I plunged hard,
my stomach dropping with the force, my limbs heavy from clenched muscles. I
shook around him, crashing monumentally to the ground, quivering in wonder once
more.
His groans filled my ears, a slow pumping
replaced the eager pounding, filling me with his essence, bathing me in parts
of him.
I stilled in sated heaven, glittering
lights of stars at night filled my blurred vision and stole my uneven breath. I
lay in awe as his weight settled above me, twining my legs around his hips,
holding onto the new pleasure I'd discovered. His husky pants in my ear
shivered over my neck, quivered as I wrapped myself around him. He nudged my
neck to the side and lay a kiss on my skin wet with the aftermath of ecstasy.
"You're so beautiful."
The End