Page 30 of Auctioned Wolf Bride
He blinked, looking me up and down. “You’re seriously a virgin? He wasn’t lying?”
I hesitated, color flooding my cheeks as I looked away.
Strong fingers gripped my chin and turned my head so I was looking at him again, drowning in his eyes.
“It’s okay,” he said. His thumb stroked my lips, sending new spasms of pleasure running through me. I hadn’t realized such a gentle touch could elicit that strong a reaction, but it sent my wolf into a frenzy. “I’ll be gentle. Anytime something hurts, just tell me. Okay?”
I couldn’t remember how to speak, so I simply nodded.
“Good.” He grinned, his eyes full of lust. “In that case, I’m going to make sure you have such a good time, you won’t think about anyone else ever again.”
His lips brushed my neck, sending shivers racing down my spine as he held me in place, mouth trailing upward slowly, tantalizingly. I let out a soft moan, a delightful pleasure sparking between my legs. His teeth tugged my earlobe, and I groaned again. Before I knew it, his mouth was pressed against mine with an intensity and hunger that hadn’t been there earlier.
As his mouth continued to claim mine, his fingers brushed against the hem of my shirt again, slipping beneath so calloused hands brushed against bare skin. His fingers trailed upward slowly, as if he were drawing it out or teasing me.
I sucked in a breath as his hands pushed my shirt up, moving with that teasing slowness. I wanted him to move faster. I wanted him to rip it off. I hadn’t realized how badly I had wanted all of this—how badly I had wantedhim—until this very moment, and now it couldn’t happen soon enough.
He tossed my shirt across the room, his own following shortly after. I bit my lip as I took him in. I had seen him shirtless before, but this felt different. I admired every line of his abs, the perfect V there, and I wondered how it would feel to have him pressing against me.
Still taking his time, he reached around me to unclasp my bra, freeing my breasts. He eyed them, drinking them in greedily. “Those are incredible,” he said.
“I’ve always kind of thought they were too big,” I admitted.
He shook his head, hand reaching out to cup one of them. “No. They’re perfect.”
His thumb flicked across my nipple, and he grinned as my back arched and I let out a soft moan of longing. His other hand went to my jeans, pausing, giving me enough time to tell him to stop. All I did was groan, a plea for him to keep going.
My jeans fell to the floor, and I stood in front of him, naked, trying not to feel self-conscious. I’d never done something like this before.
He drank me in, a covetous, hungry smirk spreading across his face. Without a word, he undid his jeans. I sucked in a breath when I saw his cock, fully erect and larger than I’d expected. Just seeing it drove my wolf into a frenzy and sent a new need running through me, the pleasure between my legs flaring at the sight as he closed the gap, mouth going to mine again, holding onto me as he guided me toward the couch.
He lay me down, hovering over me as his hands caressed me, sending sparks wherever they touched. His hand traced my stomach, stopping when his fingers slid between my thighs. One finger ran along my slit while his thumb pressed against my clit. I gasped, moaning and melting beneath the touch.
He grinned, that wicked, delightful smirk playing on his lips. “You like that?” he asked. I nodded, my eyes fluttering shut.
His finger circled my vagina, then slipped inside, his thumb continuing to toy with my mound. I groaned, writhing beneath him, the pleasure and need like nothing I had ever felt before. With a smirk, he leaned forward, his lips against my ear.
“I’m going to fuck you now,” he said, sending new spasms of excitement racing through me. “But only if you ask for it.”
“Please,” I begged. “God, please.”
He straightened, smirking as his fingers slipped out of me and he clambered on top. He pressed the tip of his cock againstmy vagina, taunting me, telling me exactly what was going to happen and giving me the chance to say no if I really felt uncomfortable. I kept my eyes locked on him, not breathing, just waiting.
He pushed inside me, going slowly in a way that only seemed to enhance the sensation as his cock began filling me. I gasped. It was like nothing I’d ever felt before, but everything about it set me on fire. It felt right. I felt completed in a way I never had before. Then he began pumping, and my mind went blank again.
His thrusts got faster and faster, my pants and moans growing heavier and heavier. I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. I could feel myself teetering on the edge of oblivion, about to shatter at any moment. The sensation was both overwhelming and the most incredible thing I had ever felt.
My back arched, my toes curled, and all I could do was fixate on the sensation of his cock in me. I could tell I was close, that I wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer, the sensation so powerful that—
One more thrust, and I fell into oblivion. I screamed as the pleasure washed over me, the dam bursting, more intense and more pleasurable than I ever could have imagined. I never wanted it to end. My hips bucked as my body cried out in relief and ecstasy. A moment later, I felt his cock spasm as his cum shot into me.
His thrusts slowed, our pants growing more ragged. We glanced at one another, and I could tell we were both thinking the same thing.
Things had just gotten a lot more complicated.
Chapter 10 - Tannen
We lay on the couch, panting as we stared up at the ceiling. My head spun, even as my wolf growled his contentment, trying to get a grip on what had just happened.
