Chapter 13 013
Dimitri’s Pov
Feeling Seraphina come apart in my arms like that, her body shuddering against me, those whimpers turning into cries that echoed in my chest, was almost too much.
My cock was rock hard, throbbing painfully against her ass, pre-cum leaking steadily, soaking through the sheet between us.
I'd whispered that I wasn't done with her yet, and fuck, I meant it, but as the words left my lips, I felt my control fraying at the edges.
The mate bond hummed in my veins, urging me to claim her fully, to sink into her wet heat and mark her as mine, but I couldn't. Not yet.
Pack law, the trial, the consequences, they loomed like shadows in my mind, reminding me that one wrong move could destroy us both.
I had to hold back. I had to be careful. I had to channel this raging need into something that wouldn't cross that final line.
But damn, it was torture, my wolf clawing inside me, growling for more, and her scent, vanilla and jasmine mixed with the musky tang of her fresh arousal, filled my nostrils, making my head spin.
I shifted slightly behind her, my arms still wrapped around her trembling form, and I let one hand slide back to her breast, cupping the soft, heavy mound, feeling the nipple harden instantly under my palm.
She gasped softly, arching into my touch, and it sent a jolt straight to my dick, making it twitch against her.
"You feel that?" I murmured in her ear, voice low and rough, laced with the hunger I was fighting. "How hard you make me, Seraphina? But we're not done playing, naughty girl."
My other hand trailed down her side, over the curve of her hip. It was slow and deliberate and I savored the warmth of her skin, the way she shivered under my fingers.
I found the apex of her thighs, her pussy still slick from her orgasm, folds swollen and inviting.
She was dripping, cream coating her inner thighs, and when my fingers brushed her clit, she moaned, hips grinding back against me instinctively.
I started stroking her clit gently at first, circling the sensitive nub with my thumb, feeling it pulse under my touch, while my fingers teased her entrance, dipping just inside to gather more of her wetness.
She was so responsive, whimpering already, her body melting against mine. I ground my hardened cock against her ass, slow thrusts through the thin barrier of the sheet, the friction exquisite torture, my pre-cum making everything slippery.
"That's it," I growled, nipping at her earlobe. "Feel me grinding against you while I play with this wet little pussy. You're so soaked, baby, creaming for your Alpha."
My hand on her breast squeezed firmer, rolling the nipple between my fingers, pinching lightly to make her gasp.
The dual sensations, my cock rubbing against her, my fingers stroking her clit faster had her writhing, soft cries filling the room, but I needed more.
I slid two fingers inside her, feeling her walls clench around them like a vice. She was tight, still sensitive from before, and the squelch of her wetness as I pumped them in and out was filthy, echoing in the quiet chamber.
I finger-fucked her steadily, curling my digits to hit that spot inside that made her buck wildly, while my thumb kept rubbing her clit in tight circles.
"Fuck, listen to that," I whispered, voice hoarse with restraint. "Your pussy sucking my fingers in, so greedy. You love it, don't you? Being finger-fucked like a slutty little mate."
She moaned louder, her hand reaching back to grip my thigh, nails digging in, and I ground harder against her ass, my cock aching for release but denied.
I wanted to bury myself in her, knot her until we're both spent, but this bond, it was testing me.
I picked up the pace, thrusting my fingers deeper, faster, the wet sounds growing louder, her cream coating my hand, dripping down my wrist.
Her breasts heaved under my other hand, and I fondled them roughly now, switching between them, tweaking the nipples until they were red and swollen.
"Come for me again, baby. Squirt all over my fingers, make a mess like the naughty girl you are."
Her body tensed, a high-pitched cry ripping from her throat as her pussy clenched hard, fluids gushing out in a warm rush, soaking my hand and the sheets.
I kept pumping through it, drawing out every shudder, every whimper, until she was limp and panting against me, but I wasn't done. The need burned hotter, my control hanging by a thread.
Pulling my fingers free, slick and shining, I brought them to her lips for a quick taste. She sucked them eagerly, moaning around them. and then I shifted, grabbing my cock with one hand, the shaft throbbing, veins pulsing.
I slapped it against her clit from behind, the head smacking her swollen folds with wet, rhythmic thuds, while my other hand continued touching her breasts, kneading the soft flesh, pinching the nipples hard.
"Feel that, baby? My hard cock slapping your clit, teasing that creamy pussy."
She whined, pushing back against me, her ass grinding on my balls as I kept up the filthy assault, the sounds lewd and explicit, pre-cum mixing with her arousal.
"You're such a slut for this, aren't you? Getting off on my dick slapping you, making you drip even more. Imagine if I could slide inside, fill you up with my cum until it's leaking out."
The words fueled my own fire, my hips thrusting to slap harder, her clit swelling under the impact, and she came again, screaming softly, another gush of squirt coating my cock, making everything slippery and hot.
But I still wasn't satiate. Not even close. The bond pulled at me, demanding more, and I could feel my wolf snarling inside, but I reined it in, focusing on her. On us.
I turned her around gently but firmly, laying her on her back so I could see her face, flushed and beautiful, eyes hazy with pleasure.
"Need to taste you," I muttered, voice thick with emotion, because seeing her like this, cracked something in my chest.
I turned her around, feasting on her boobs first, my mouth closing over one nipple, sucking hard, tongue swirling around the peak while my hand worked the other, squeezing and fondling.
Her breasts were perfect, full and soft, nipples hard as diamonds, and I bit down lightly, making her arch and moan.
"These tits... fuck, so sensitive." I switched sides, lavishing the other with the same attention, sucking until it was slick and raw, her hands tangling in my hair, pulling me closer.
Kissing down her body, I trailed my lips over her stomach, nipping at the skin, tasting the salt of her sweat mixed with the remnants of her arousal.
Lower, to her hips, her thighs, spreading her legs wide to expose her pussy, swollen, glistening, cream dripping from her folds.
The sight made my mouth water, my cock jerked with need. I dove in, tongue flat against her clit, lapping up her juices like a starving man.
"Taste so fucking good," I growled against her, the vibrations making her shiver.
I ate her out thoroughly, tongue plunging into her entrance, fucking in and out, then swirling around her clit, sucking it into my mouth with wet, sloppy sounds.
Filth poured from me between licks. "This pussy's mine, so creamy and wet. Gonna make you come on my tongue again and again, squirt all over my face, you filthy girl."
She screamed, hips grinding against me, and I added fingers, two then three, pumping while I sucked her clit, the squelch loud and explicit.
She came hard, squirting into my mouth, warm fluids flooding as I drank her down, not stopping.
"Yes! Dimitri!" Her body convulsed, but I kept going, alternating sucks and licks, fingers curling inside her, hitting that spot until another orgasm ripped through her, more squirt gushing, soaking my chin, the bed.
I lapped it all. "Good girl, give me more. Cream for your Alpha."
A third wave hit, her cries turning hoarse, body trembling. Finally, as she lay there panting, spent but glowing, she reached for me, her hand wrapping around my cock.
"Your turn," She whispered, voice husky, the sight of her stroking me, slow at first, then faster, made my control waver.
She knelt up, taking me into her mouth, lips stretching around my girth, sucking slurpy and deep, tongue swirling, saliva dripping down my shaft.
It was filthy and she made gagging sounds as she deep-throated me, her hand pumping the base, balls cupped in her other palm.
"Fuck, Seraphina, suck it like that," I groaned, hips thrusting shallowly, mind lost in the wet heat.
She bobbed her head, slurping loudly, drool stringing from her lips, making it messy.
I could feel the build, balls tightening, and when I came, it was explosive, a roar escaping as I pulled out, shooting thick ropes of cum all over her boobs, coating the soft flesh, dripping down her nipples.
She moaned, rubbing it in, and I collapsed beside her, pulling her close, heart pounding and chest heaving.