Chapter 24 No Space Between Us
Lira
My cry echoed through the ruined temple, a high, keening wail of mingled pain and ecstasy, my body arching off the stone, pressing my breasts against his chest. He swallowed the sound with his mouth, kissing me fiercely, his tongue mimicking the claim below, grounding me as I clutched at him, nails raking down his back.
"Breathe," he ordered again, his voice ragged. "Let me in, little wolf."
Slowly, carefully, he began to move, pulling back just a little before thrusting in again, steady and restrained. Each thrust pressed me into the cold stone, the friction igniting sparks inside me, the fullness making me feel owned, complete. The pain gave way fully to pleasure hot, wet, building like a wave, my pussy clenching around him, milking his length.
My legs wrapped around his hips, heels digging into his ass, pulling him deeper. I moaned louder now, the sounds no longer shy but desperate and throaty "Kael... yes... more..."each one escaping on a gasp as his thrusts grew harder, faster, though he kept his eyes locked on my face, watching every flicker of surrender, every flush of need.
When I broke apart beneath him, the orgasm crashed through me, my cries echoing sharp and wild" Oh Kael!" my walls spasming hard around him, gushing slick heat. He gave a shuddering snarl, his body tensing, and followed me over the edge, his cock pulsing deep inside, spilling his hot seed in thick spurts.
He lay down beside me on the cold stone altar, curling his body close against mine in a scissor-like side-by-side position, lifting my right leg over his hip to angle my pelvis flush against his. His heat seared my side, our bodies pressed so tightly I felt his heartbeat pounding against my ribs. My skin, still tingling from his earlier claims, flushed with renewed sensitivity, my core aching with a mix of tenderness and lingering need.
"Feel me," he growled, his voice rougher now, stripped of the gentleness he'd promised before, edged with his wolf's hunger. His hand slid between my thighs, fingers brushing my slick, swollen folds, still wet and dripping with his cum from our previous orgasm. The contact sent a jolt through me, making me gasp sharply, my body trembling with both shyness and anticipation.
My cheeks burned, my breath catching as his two thick fingers pushed inside me without hesitation, stretching my tender entrance quickly. The sudden fullness made me moan—a soft, shaky "Ohh" my walls clenching tight around him, shy yet craving more. The sensation was intense, my pussy still sensitive, each movement sparking a mix of pleasure and slight soreness that made my hips twitch involuntarily.
"Kael..." I whispered, voice small and breathy, nails digging into the cold stone at my back, leaving faint scratches as I gripped for stability. My body pulsed around his fingers, my shyness battling the desperate need building in my core.
His breath came in heavy, guttural growls against my neck, hot and damp, sending shivers down my spine. "So wet," he rasped, his thumb circling my clit firmly, the pressure steady and unrelenting. His wolf reveled in my response, but Kael's golden eyes stayed fixed on my face, watching my lips part in a soft "O," my eyes squeezing shut as pleasure coiled tighter, my moans growing louder—high-pitched, needy whimpers like "Mmm... ahh..." that echoed faintly in the ruined temple. He curled his fingers inside me, stroking a sensitive spot that made my hips buck, my walls fluttering as I gasped, "Kael, please..."
I pressed against his hand, hips rocking instinctively, my shyness dissolving as pleasure overwhelmed me. My moans broke into helpless cries—sharp, desperate "Ahh!" sounds—as my body tensed, my pussy clenching hard around his fingers. I came, trembling violently in his arms, my walls spasming in tight, rhythmic pulses, slickness coating his hand as I sobbed out his name, "Kael!" My body shook against his, my leg tightening over his hip, pulling him closer.
He didn't wait, his patience fraying. Guiding himself with one hand, he positioned his fully erected thick cock and pressed its swollen head against my slick entrance, the heat of him searing my sensitive folds. My leg, draped over his hip, opened me wider, the scissor-like angle exposing me fully to him. His grunt was low and strained, a deep rumble in his chest, as he fought his wolf's urge to thrust hard into my tight warmth.
My gasp was sharp and high "Oh gods!" as his tip stretched my tender entrance, my walls clenching desperately around the intrusion, a mix of pleasure and slight pain from my earlier sensitivity. My nails gripped his arm, digging into his skin, leaving crescent marks as I whimpered, "Kael," my voice breaking with both fear and craving, my eyes wide and glistening.
"You fit me so well," he rasped against my lips, his jaw clenched tight, sweat beading at his temple as he eased deeper, inch by throbbing inch. Each push stretched me more, my pussy gripping him like a vice, the sensation making me feel impossibly full. He groaned with every inch—low, guttural sounds like "Nngh..." his wolf straining for control, but he refused to take me roughly, his hips trembling with restraint.
At last, he filled me completely, his cock buried deep, our bodies locked side by side, pelvises pressed flush, chests heaving together. Our mouths collided in a desperate kiss, his tongue claiming mine as I moaned into him, a muffled "Mmm..." that vibrated against his lips.
He began to move, thrusting slow but firm, the scissor angle letting him grind deep, his cock dragging against my inner walls in a way that hit sensitive spots with every motion. Each thrust pushed me against the stone, my leg over his hip allowing him to sink deeper, the intimacy of our closeness making me feel consumed. I clung to him, overwhelmed, my hands gripping his back, nails raking down his skin as I anchored myself. My moans grew louder, broken and throaty "Kael... ohh... yes..." his name spilling from my lips with every thrust, each one driving me higher.
When release tore through me again, it was like a wave crashing, my body seizing as I sobbed into his shoulder, a loud, keening "Kael!" My pussy clenched so tightly around him that he growled, his hips stuttering, his restraint faltering as my pulsing walls milked him. My orgasm left me trembling, slickness coating him, my cries echoing in the temple.
Kael groaned, a deep, ragged sound in my ear, his hips slowing to long, deliberate thrusts, each one grinding deeper as he held my leg higher, angling me to take him fully. His breath was hot and uneven, his control a thin line fraying with every pulse of my body around him. Yet he didn't release, his wolf demanding more, unwilling to stop until I was utterly undone, his stamina holding him back as he growled low, "Not yet, little wolf."
Kael pulled me atop him, his back flat against the cold stones, moonlight painting his scarred chest in silver. His hands gripped my hips firmly, fingers digging into my soft flesh, grounding me. "Your turn," he said, voice low and commanding, though his golden eyes softened with a reverence that made my heart stutter. "Show me what you want."