“Ah...oh...Chanin—” Morlie squirmed beneath him and arched into his mouth.She palmed the back of his head and fed more of her soft flesh to him.
He took all she had to give.The arc of her desire slammed into him, and he smelled the heady scent of her need.Nipping her second nipple, he knew she was close.Morlie’s breasts he could play with for hours and watch her come repeatedly.He locked his lips around the sharp point and drew hard as he flicked the sensitive crest with his tongue, treating it the way he would her clit soon.
It didn’t take long before she flew into the wind and came apart beneath him.
“Cha-nin...”
Damn, she was spectacular.
Mine,his wolf declared.
Smiling, Chanin let her nipple pop out of his mouth and moved on.Her body quivered as her release still rocked her body.
When he ran the tip of his tongue over the curve of her side, her moan turned to a giggle.His little bunny was ticklish.He looked forward to exploring all her tickle spots later.
True to his words, there wasn’t an inch of her body he didn’t drink from.Once he made it to her feet, shocking her when he sucked her toes into his mouth, he rolled her over and captured the moist places along her back, even though the sheets absorbed most of it.Her round ass, which was remarkably so plump on a petite frame such as hers, was a treasure, and he treated it as such when he gripped her cheek and forced them apart.
He saw the dampness residing along her crack and pooling in the puckered hole of her back entrance.Inhaling, he smelled her musky, dark vanilla-violet scent.The water that had become trapped in the seam of her ass glistened with the blend of her cream.He’d take her there one day, train her to love, want, and beg for it.But tonight, there were other grounds to cross.
Dipping low, he flattened his tongue and gave her a long, slow lick from the small, delicate swath of skin that separated the opening of her pussy to her tailbone.
“Chanin...wait.”She tried to arch away from the foreign, wicked stroking of his tongue.“No...you shouldn’t—”
To prove how much he should and would, he pressed the tip of his tongue into the snug rosette between her cheeks.He did it once, twice...a fourth time before he slipped out and swirled it around the sensitive furrowed flesh.
By the time he stopped, Morlie was panting, bucking back toward his mouth, seeking.He’d held tight, kept control of the depth he plundered.
“Soon,” he whispered before he flipped her lightweight over and spread her thighs wide.Every lick had led him to this one spot.
“Oh...mmm...”she sighed, still reeling from his assault on her backside.“I didn’t know.”
He glanced up at her passion-filled face, with her eyes dark and wide and her lips red and swollen from his kisses.“Sweet bunny, there is so much I plan to teach you.”
Stretching out on the bed, groaning at his hard cock pressed into the bed.The urge to rock into the soft mattress and give himself relief assailed him.But he didn’t do it.The only place he wanted to stroke himself against was his mate’s tight, wet walls.The view before him now.
Setting his palms to her thighs, he pressed outward until nothing blocked what lay before him, not even the damp curls adorning her sex.Her swollen nether lips sat parted in this nefariously, vulgar position he held her in.And Chanin loved staring at it.The brown of her lips and thighs was a complement to the blush strawberry of her slit, from clit to opening.
The fact that every inch of her sat coated in her wetness to the point her essence covered her pussy, the inside of her thighs, and ran into the valley of her ass.Shortly, she’d be dripping onto the sheets, baptizing them in her scent.That’s what he wanted.
He started with the weeping flesh between her labia.The width of his tongue pushed out her lips as he laved up, up, up toward her clit.When he reached the top, he flicked right under the hood of the hardened nub.
Morlie shook and moaned in pleasure.
He repeated the move, this time weaving his head from left to right, ensuring he collected as much of her sweet, savory wetness as possible.At the end of the second pass, he circled the needy kernel, playing with it until it sat up swollen and ripe, ready to be plucked.He wrapped his lips around her clit, sucking and flicking it, electrifying the bundle of nerves there.He alternated his speed, at times dancing his tongue wildly over her eager, sensitive flesh and other times moving up and down over the tip, seducing her.
Then he growled; a low, rapacious rumble that started in his core with his wolf, crawled into his chest, and clawed up his throat, then became a rough, baritone roar as it left his mouth and vibrated around her clit.
She bucked and writhed beneath his mouth as she fisted his hair, using her grip to both pull him away and hold him close.She screamed, “Oh!Ohhhhh....!Yesss....”
Chanin loved the spark of pain and loved watching and tasting Morlie as she came undone.A breath later, she rewarded him.
His mate climaxed hard, screaming his name.For a moment, he wished he’d flung open the windows before they began so that everyone in his territory could him her become his.Even as the orgasms rode her hard and had her body quaking, he dropped his head lower.Without preamble, he drove his tongue into her pussy, her walls still clenching from her release.
“Ah!Ah!Hmmm...Alpha...”she whimpered, undulating her hips against his mouth, riding his tongue.
Unlike her ass, he pressed his long, thick tongue in as far as he could.He tasted the sweet nectar of her cream and felt the rapid rhythm of her heartbeat around his oral muscle.Chanin used his tongue to drink from her well, caress her sensitive walls, and fuck her into two more orgasms.
He didn’t stop until she was begging and clutching his shoulders.
