Page 32 of A Kiss From a Wolfman
Surprised by my boldness, I feel a blush dance on my cheeks. Ciaryn gives me a wicked grin, kissing me soundly. His mouth leaves mine in a slow descent down my body. He stops at my breasts, licking over each pink nipple in turn before traveling lower. His tongue dips into my navel before hefting my legs over his shoulders.
“It’s been my greatest dream to have my mate share this room. I want your scent to cover everything.” He inhales deeply, his ears flattening to his head. “As for your ache, let me attend to that first.”
His mouth descends on my most intimate flesh. The fur of his cheeks tickles the inside of my thighs. His claws fall to my hips and keep me steady as his tongue licks up my slit. The lick is soft at first, and he moans at my taste. My hands fist the silk sheets as his tongue travels up me from top to bottom once more.
“Such a sweet little pussy,” Ciaryn praises.
My mate’s tongue spears into my entrance, and my back comes off the pallet. He thrusts that slick muscle in and out of me as his snout nuzzles my clit. Curling it expertly inside me, my breathing becomes ragged as my peak looms close.
The soreness of my muscles loosens the longer his mouth is on me. My hips move of their own accord, grinding against his face. Ciaryn chuckles, the vibration making my teeth clench. Wetness seeps from me and soaks the fur on his face. He alternates between nuzzling me and long licks of my wet flesh.
“Ciaryn,” I sigh. “I’m close?—”
My words end in a squeak as I feel his claw prod my back entrance. Gently dipping a finger into the tight ring of muscle, my breaths become ragged.
“Tight here too, mate. Will you let me lay claim to this hole as well?”
Words escape me, and all I can do is nod. Ciaryn chuckles.
“Let me make you come first before I get too greedy.”
Wrapping his arms across my hips, he lifts my lower body off the sheets and holds me tight to his mouth. His tongue dives into me before he sucks my clit into his mouth. My muscles tense, and warmth spreads throughout my stomach. The ends of my vision begin to blur. The way he holds me gives me no reprieve; all I am left to do is weather the impending storm.
Ciaryn’s teeth graze my clit, and my whole body erupts. I scream his name as he holds me through my climax. He licks me through it all, claiming every drop of my pleasure. When I am nothing more than a quivering mess, he lowers me back to the sheets. His mouth meets mine, sharing my musky flavor.
His hard cock pokes between my thighs as if seeking entrance into its newfound home. I wrap my hand around his length, pumping him a few times in my tight grip. I notice his knot is not as rigid as before. Looking up at him, I raise a brow. Ciaryn smirks before leaning down and resting his lips on my ear.
“Trust, mate, I will knot you again tonight. But first, I must make good on my previous promise and fuck you.” His teeth skim over my throat. “Isn’t that what you want, Stella? To be pounded by my cock?”
“Yes,” I whimper. His wanton words cause more arousal to leak out of me. “Please, Ciaryn—mate—fuck me.”
He chuckles, taking his cock from my hand and lining it up with my entrance.
“Be careful what you wish for, Stella. I fear it will be a rare occurrence when my cock is not deep inside your pretty cunt. It’s already been too long since last I was inside you, wouldn’t you agree?”
“Yes, yes!”
The head of his cock presses into my opening. Slowly, he slides in, meeting no resistance. The familiar stretch burns, but there is no pain. There is only the obscene decadence of hismassive cock skimming along my inner walls. Already my climax looms as his cock butts up against my womb. His dark, velvety flesh disappears completely inside me. His knot remains just outside, still not fully engorged.
Ciaryn retreats his hips before thrusting into my waiting depths. I cry out at the intensity, my nails raking down his back. Ciaryn growls and thrusts again. His pace is slow, but each pounding of his cock steals my breath. His pine scent wraps around me, as does the unmistakable smell of our coupling. It is heady and spurs me to lower my hands to his ass and encourage him to take me faster.
Understanding what I want without speaking, Ciaryn’s hands fall to the sides of my head as he powers into me. His thrusts speed up, turning sloppy but still reaching deep. The head of his cock brushes a spot deep inside of me that causes my hips to raise and meet his thrusts full-on.
“Look at how well you take me, Stella. Your body was made for me.”
“It’s yours,” I pant. “Always.”
“I’ll be the envy of every male, for they will never know such pleasure.”
He continues to fuck me without reprieve. My walls begin to tighten around him as warmth trickles through my veins. His knot has hardened with each thrust, becoming hard to ignore. Lifting my head, I capture his mouth, threading my fingers around his skull. His pace never falters. His tongue thrusts into my mouth in time with his hips.
“Ciaryn,” I whisper. “Bite me.”
His eyes flash as I lower his head to my shoulder.
“Stella—”
“Bite me!” I scream.
