Chapter 29
Gradel
Without warning, her small lips closed around my painfully stimulated phallus, with my body jerking in pleasure. A loud hiss jumped out of my mouth as I thrust my hips forward.
I gripped the bedsheets tightly while her mouth sent me to another realm where nothing but pleasure existed. My breaths came out erratically and my vision was blurry.
Her teeth grazed my skin and her tongue did a twirl on my sensitive tip. She removed her mouth, her lips quite swollen and red with saliva dripping from both sides and then she fixed her eyes on mine.
"I'm sorry, I might be doing it wrongly because I've never done it before," She croaked nervously and I nodded.
"Well, it's good that no man has ever felt your lips on them because I will tear them apart. You belong to me and me alone. Do you get it?" My wolf growled, overshadowing my desire to be rational.
I couldn't deny that I enjoyed what she did, but my wolf loved it more. Ever since we became mates, he had been pining for her, ensuring that I was restless every time we were together, including the stroll in the garden.
Her arousal saturated the air and I could hardly breathe without reminding myself that I shouldn't want her. And now she offered herself to me, not because she wanted me but because she cared about my health.
It turned me on further and then I remembered that she was still staring at me, waiting for my permission to go ahead.
"Are you still interested?" She asked quietly, her voice filled with uncertainty.
"You don't know how much I want you," I admitted.
A smirk crawled to her lips and she took me again, this time, more confidently. Her small fingers trailed to my sac which was swollen from anticipating her next move, and she massaged it, gently and tenderly.
My soul ached with a void that could only be filled by her. The realization was petrifying, but I didn't want to think about how it would affect me when her mouth was doing wonders on my third leg.
"Iris," I voiced shakily, raking my fingers through her hair as a nearly inaudible gasp escaped her lips.
My fingers tightened on her hair but she didn't back off, instead, she continued sucking me as if her life depended on it.
A tickly sensation shot through me as her tongue did a three-sixty on my enlarged tip and my body jerked, making way for the volcanic release that was about to erupt.
"Faster, dammit," I urged her, rocking my hip faster as my phallus hit the back of her throat.
I couldn't place a leech on the obscenities that left my lips and after her teeth grazed my length again, my seed poured forth, spilling without restraint into her mouth. Her acceptance surprised me as no woman had ever allowed me to finish inside her, not even her mouth.
I wasn't bothered by it because I didn't care, but this woman made me care.
She sniffed, wiping her face with the back of her palm. Her red hair was in disarray, with several strands stuck on various sides of her face.
The atmosphere in the room was saturated with her alluring floral scent that was mixed with my cum and her sweat.
She cleaned her lips and gradually got to her feet, her eyes taking a cursory glance around the room. She stopped when she found her cloth and then I realized what she was about to do.
"Don't!"
"What do you mean?" A pause, "I'm so sorry, Gradel, I don't know what came over me."
The weakness I'd been feeling all morning dissipated in the air and a new kind of strength shrouded me. It felt like my strength had been renewed and it was all because of her.
Her head was inclined and trepidation emanated from her nude body. I was caught between watching her body which was like a work of art and leaving the room, but the latter option would hurt her feelings, so I muttered the only thing that felt proper.
"Thank you,"
Her eyes lit up with surprise and her lips parted slightly and then she collected herself. "It's fine,"
She bent to pick up the dress that looked like it had been worn for the greater part of her life.
"When last did you go shopping?" I blurted, reaching for a roll of tissue on the table.
She pinched her forehead as if in deep thought and shrugged. "I don't think I've ever had that experience. Most of the clothes I own were given to me by my sister, some, were stolen. Buying clothes and footwear was a luxury I couldn't and cannot still afford because I don't see the need for it. Once my stomach is satisfied, I don't care about what I wear." She explained with a sad smile. "That's why I'll never stop wondering why Giga took interest in me. I'm not even attractive."
It was at the tip of my tongue to tell her that it wasn't true. That she was the most beautiful creature in Grey Rock pack but that would only uncover the feelings I was trying to hide.
"Giga is a man-whore who allows his erection to take over his senses and that's why he doesn't know his boundaries."
Jealousy spiked within me when I remembered how Giga spoke to her at the market square. What they didn't know was that I'd been watching from the distance and that's why I didn't hesitate to vindicate her.
Once I'd put things in place, I'll deal with him.
"Gradel," She tapped me gently. "Why did you ask me about my shopping experience?"
"You are my mate for now, and if my father and the rest of the pack are to take us seriously, you have to look the part. So go and freshen up so that we can get you something more befitting for your new status."
Maybe I should have been less direct because an earsplitting scream resonated in the room as she jumped on my body with excitement.
"You're going to do that for me?" She yelled, like a child who was given a candy.
"Yes, I will," I chuckled, her excitement rubbing off on me.
It made me realize how the things I considered little meant a lot to her. A knot unfurled in my stomach as I watched her dance happily while grinning from ear to ear.
"Thank you so much, Gradel. Thank you," She wrapped her arms around my waist and rested her head on the crook of my neck.
I allowed it, against my principles, I did and it felt like the best thing I've ever done.