Wolf's Bliss (Paranormal BBW Erotic Romance, Alpha Wolf Mate) (4 page)

Caleb stopped abruptly and looked into my eyes.

“You’re second-guessing this,” he said. “I’ll stop
if you want me to.”

But I didn’t want him to stop. He knew that,
otherwise he wouldn’t have even extended that courtesy. I could tell he was
ravenous for me, a big pulsing rod growing in the jeans he was wearing. I
reached a hand down to caress it.

I shook my head, indicating that I didn’t want him
to stop.

“Good. Because I couldn’t stop now if I tried. I’ve wanted
you since the moment we first met.”

He kissed me again, more deeply and passionately
than before. Heat and wetness flowed between our mouths, between the softness
of our lips and the subtle flitting of our tongues. It’d been a long time since
I’d kissed anyone, and I forgot what a simple, enthralling pleasure it could
be, especially in the arms of someone like this.

Our kiss broke, but I grabbed Caleb’s collar and pulled
him immediately back in, never wanting to part from the soft touch of his lips.
He moved his big hands over the curves of my body, caressing me with such
delicate sensuality, enjoying every inch of me, worshipping my voluptuous body with
every nuance of his embrace.

I could feel that bulge in his pants, pressing up
against me in all its powerful hardness. I wanted his cock inside me, as crazy
as that was. I’d do anything for it at this point.

I inched my hand down across his body to teasingly
touch him there, running my hand along the contours of his huge cock, then
slowly drawing it up and undoing his jeans so that I could slide my hand
inside. Carefully, I unbuttoned each button with deliberate slowness, wanting
to draw out every single moment.

Somehow, now that I had him here before me, knowing
he wanted me, I wanted to slow things down, to make myself wait for the final
moments of ecstasy, knowing that it was the wait that made consummation all the
more fulfilling. I was deliberately causing my desire to grow so that the
moment of climax would be even more complete and rapturous.

Sliding my hand into his pants, I wrapped my fingers
around his fat cock, already really hard with the thought of being inside my
pussy. I’d wanted to hold out, to draw out our pleasure, but the mere touch of
the skin of his shaft against my hand drove me crazy with lust. Immediately, I
felt myself losing control, wanting to do anything I could to please him in
that moment. I was his for the taking.

With the intensification of my lust, I found myself
getting down on my knees, pulling his thick cock out of his jeans, even more
massive than I had imagined. Licking down the shaft, I could feel myself
getting wetter and wetter. I gave the shaft a soft kiss, flitting my tongue out
for a brief second. I kissed all the way down to the base of his rod.

I gently massaged his balls, then brought my mouth
down to suck at them, taking each one into my mouth, one after the other as I
jerked him off. Caleb looked down into my eyes and I paused for a second. Our
eyes locked and I gave a long, full lick up his shaft. When I reached the fat,
pulsing head I paused – then took deep it inside of my mouth, surrounding it
with the softness of my lips.

I bobbed up and down, swirling gently, then
forcefully with my tongue, applying pressure in a hot, sweet, sucking motions.
Moving my tongue slowly around his head, I felt it hit the back of my throat.
Hearing his groans of pleasure made me want to suck him off more fervently, and
I began to move my tongue more purposefully, concentrating on the slight suck
and pull of my technique.

I played with his balls, squeezing them gently in my
hand as he pummeled the back of my throat. I gagged slightly, but it was in
pure lust. I liked using my mouth to give Caleb the pleasure he wanted, but I
also knew what he really craved – my tight, wet pussy. And I couldn’t deny that
I wanted to give that to him as well.

Caleb took his cock out of my mouth and leaned me
back on the couch. I unbuttoned the jeans I was wearing, making it easier for
him to slide them off over my voluptuous hips. He peeled my panties off,
leaving my pussy dripping wet before him, anticipating what he was about to do
next.

I felt him kiss me softly just above my pussy. My
lust was so strong at this point that I could hardly concentrate. I knew what he
was going to do, so I closed my eyes and waited for him to touch me there, to
spread the soft smooth wetness of his tongue over my sensitive clit.

Intense, explosive pleasure charged through me, erupting
throughout my entire body, rendering each and every nerve susceptible to that
all-consuming sense of sexual ecstasy. The movements of his tongue made me want
him even more, heightening my lust as he lapped at me with the desire of a
wolf, hungering for the scent and taste of his mate’s body. I gyrated as I ran
my hands through his dark hair, pushing his face into my wet pussy as he drove
me toward a seemingly endless bliss.

He lapped at me with desire and fury, an intensity
I’d never seen before. He was rough and gentle at the same time, this
complicated and intertwined web of different feelings all converging in this
isolated moment. Caleb slid his tongue between my swollen, wet lips and I felt
as if I would melt with his touch. I felt as if I was about to come, but I
wanted his cock inside me, stretching my folds and bringing my body to the
edge.

Eventually, I couldn’t wait any longer and I pulled
at his hair, trying to get his attention.

“Caleb…” I panted, but I couldn’t even finish my
sentence.

I wanted him to fuck me, but I was so overwhelmed by
the pleasure of his mouth that I couldn’t even say the words that would bring
him to it. I’d have to wait, to channel my thoughts toward him.
How could my
pleasure be so strong that I was left speechless?
Tonight far surpassed every
other fling I’d had in my life – honestly, I’d never even imagined sex could be
this hot, passionate and enthralling.

I could almost feel Caleb reading my thoughts, and
it seemed as if I had some insight into what he was thinking at that moment,
too, because before I knew it he was back on top of me. He kissed across my
stomach, moving my t-shirt up with his hands. I reached down and took it up and
unhooked my bra so he could lap at my breasts, cupping them as he rolled his
tongue around my nipples.

He already knew I was soaking wet and ready for his
cock as he kissed me once again on the lips. I’d almost forgotten in the past
few moments how much I’d enjoyed kissing him, having his mouth pressed to mine,
exchanging wetness in such an intimate way as our tongues swirled against each
other.

I looked down to see his throbbing, massive cock
near my slit and I let out a breathy moan. He leaned into me, his body pressed
to mine and I felt the tip touch the lips of my wet pussy. I was ready for him
to go all the way, to put his cock inside me and fuck me with all of his
wolf-like strength, letting the animalistic quality of his desire rise to the
surface of his being.

And before I knew it he was pushing himself deep
inside of me.

Ouch! He was do damn big that all I felt was pain at
first, a shooting pain with an odd quality of pleasure. But my body soon
adjusted and after a few more strokes I felt radiant, as if I was shining in
the light of a bright sun, my body sensitive and my desire built up by the long
foreplay.

I’d spent a long time waiting for this, but now that
wait was over and I let the pleasure wash over me in hot waves of passion,
enhanced by each hard thrust that Caleb gave me.

I had Caleb deep inside me, and I was overcome with
the pleasure of his forceful strokes. He left me lost in the passion, in the
incomprehensible sensation of lust fulfilled, the intense stimulation of every
one of my senses.

There was nothing more important in this world than
the desire that bound us together, a desire based in his primal, animalistic
nature. His arms wrapped around me, his hands grabbing my shoulders as he gave
me a particularly hard thrust, driving his cock deeper inside me than before.

The pleasure was almost more than I could stand when
he was inside me, fucking me with all his passion and energy, driving deep inside
my wet pussy with every powerful thrust. His hands ravaged my body, squeezing
my voluptuous ass as he pushed his hard cock further inside me.

He cupped my breasts, pushing them together and
sucking at my nipples while he held himself in my pussy. I moaned, his pleasure
attacking me from every possible angle, absolutely overwhelming me.

Caleb rolled over on the couch and pulled me on top
of him. I reach down with my hand to grab hold of his girthy cock, guiding it
back into my soaking wet slit. Now that I was on top, his long cock went even
further inside my tight pussy.

I could feel an orgasm building inside me, in fact,
it had been building in me from the beginning, from those first moments of pain,
slowly but surely promising to carry me over into the realm of impossible
bliss. I only hoped that Caleb would be there with me; I wanted to give him a
pleasure that would match or even surpass my own.

I looked down into Caleb’s eyes to see him
concentrating on me as he grabbed my ass and pushed his pulsing cock ever
deeper inside me while I rode him. He was being rough with his cock, but I
didn’t mind. I wanted it hard from him.

I could feel his lust exploding in every thrust. I
didn’t want him to stop until he’d expended every last bit of his energy in
fucking me. I wanted all of him – and I was willing to give myself over to him
completely.

I knew he was fucking me with everything he had,
bringing my body to the brink with every stroke. I only wanted to please him,
so I rode him harder, feeling my body stretched by his huge cock. By now he’d
worked me into an uncontrollable ecstasy, pushing my body to new limits. My
lust became feverish, I thirsted for more, never wanting to give him up, to
lose the touch of his muscular body against my soft skin.

But I felt an orgasm building inside me with a
momentum that I knew I was powerless to stop. I bucked on top of him, grinding
against him, practically begging him to fuck me harder. Looking into his eyes,
I could see that he was close to climax, too. I leaned into him and kissed him,
then brought my mouth toward his ear.

“I want you to come for me, baby. I’m so close, I
want you to come inside me,” I whispered, a sound barely audible in its
breathiness.

I heard him grunt, signaling that he was indeed
close –
close to coming inside me
. I braced myself, waiting for it,
waiting for that sticky warmth to fill me up, to feel his seed swimming around
inside of me. I closed my eyes and waited, feeling Caleb’s last strokes growing
stronger into a sensual roughness, and then I felt him bursting inside me, his
hot, sticky load filling me up as I closed my eyes tight.

I remained on top of him gyrating wildly, grinding
harder against him, his hard cock still inside me, my pleasure enhanced by the
warmth of his seed. I looked down into his eyes as I felt my orgasm take me
over, rocking my body with such intensity that I found myself collapsing down
onto Caleb’s chest, wrapping my arms around his neck. He held me there, his
breath brushing lightly against me ear. We were both breathing heavily,
exhausted by the bliss of our sexual tryst.

Eventually I rolled off of him, sitting snuggled up
against him on the couch as he wrapped his right arm around me, my face resting
against his right pec.

Soon we made our way to the bedroom where I’d fall
asleep, content and sexually sated, happy to be safe in Caleb’s arms.

***

When I woke up he was gone. I was devastated,
feeling used and lost – ungrounded, one might say. But I should have known that
I didn’t need to worry, because it wasn’t long before he showed up again, under
cover of darkness, ready to give my body that same ecstasy over and over again.

You see, I was what you’d call his mate. He’d told
me that the first night we’d met. I was his true love, his one and only. But it
was far deeper than that. I was bound to him now, a source of pleasure and
loyalty. Of course, I didn’t understand all the implications just yet; I just
knew that I was his and his alone.

When he’d first called me his mate, I’d trembled. It
was that first night when we’d met in the hospital, when I’d risked my job to
help him escape. I replayed those moments in my mind over and over again,
trying to understand them, trying to make sense of why I’d risk my job for a
complete stranger.

Something about the word “mate” sounded so
momentous, so eternal, and so foreign. I didn’t know what he meant initially,
but gradually I realized just how unbreakable of a tie there was between an
Alpha and his mate.

Now that I knew that Caleb and I were destined to be
together, it all made sense. I’d do anything for my Alpha, anything he desired
whatsoever. And I also knew he’d do anything for me.

Things had just started between Caleb and me, but I
knew they were right. I didn’t care that everything had happened so quickly. Of
course, I knew there were risks involved. There were still those pack members
out for vengeance. But I trusted in Caleb’s instinct, in his cunning and
ruthlessness towards those who had wronged him. I also trusted in his
tenderness towards me.