The kiss

I whimpered but didn’t let him go. Instead, I sucked harder, pushing him deeper into my throat. He hadn’t given me what I wanted yet. I’d tasted his release before when my Wolf cleaned him after our almost-mating session in the cave. Now, I wanted more, and I would have it.

Coal’s hips bucked again. He cursed, “Fuck, you have a greedy mouth.”

I didn’t reply. Instead, sliding my free hand down under his base, I cupped and massaged his balls.

Coal’s other hand threaded through my hair, holding my head still so he could thrust into me, gently taking over the motion as he demanded, “Does sucking my cock make you wet?”

I moaned and focused on relaxing my throat. He pushed deeper than I had. My brain didn’t function enough for me to answer. But Coal was relentless. “Have you touched yourself while picturing your lips wrapped around my cock?”

A flush came to my cheeks. I still didn’t speak, but I didn’t have to.

Coal had his answer. His lips curled wickedly. “Remember, little shewolf, I expect an answer when I ask a question.”

The pink on my cheeks deepened, my eyes opening wide. I did remember. Coal hadn’t hesitated to spank me when I didn’t respond before.

As if he could read my mind, he purred, “That’s right. Do you need me to bend you over my knee? Now, answer me. Have you stroked that sweet little pussy while imaging me in your mouth?”

Said pussy clenched, hard, and I gasped at the fire that went through me, the mental image he provoked too much.

I nodded.

“That’s my good girl.” he cooed, rocking his hips as his fingers trail through my hair.

Abruptly, a thought hit me. If I could have smirked, I would have.

I wasn’t a good girl. No, I was a bad girl. A very bad girl, indeed.

Because the realization hit me…

Coal was all talk and no bite, at least right now. He was still healing which meant there was no way he was stronger than me, not yet. There would be no spanking me into submission. Right now, he was distinctly at my mercy.

Coal saw the change in my expression, an unspoken challenge. His eyes narrowed. Before he could even ask what I intended to do, my grip tightened unmercifully around his shaft, the suction in my mouth hard, hollowing out my cheeks. I growled in my throat, taking him deeper, faster. He was going to give me what I wanted when I wanted it, which was right now…

“Fucking hell!” Coal growled, his hips bucking automatically.

And then his eyes changed.

Obsidian black…

Oh, shit.

So much for his Wolf being in hibernation to heal.

Now, they were both there, staring at me, and I was wrong about Coal’s strength.

So wrong…

Still, I held on.

Coal was right at the edge. All I had to do was push him over.

“You want to swallow me down your throat, little shewolf?” Coal’s words came out like a taunt, a dare.

I wasn’t sure if I wanted to hear what he had to say next.

“I’ll let you do that. I’ll let you get on your knees in front of me, and take everything I have to give to you…”

What? What was he talking about?

“…Just not today.” Faster than I could understand what he was doing, his grip went from my hair to my biceps. Coal jerked me off his cock, bringing my body flush against his chest.

I squealed at the sudden movement, the sound cutting off when he slammed his lips to mine.

Oooh! I had seriously underestimated his strength…

Seriously. Underestimated. His strength.

One big hand curled around the back of my neck, keeping my mouth where he wanted it, while his other slid down my spine to grip my ass. His kiss was fierce, almost punishing, while he forcibly ground his cock against my pussy, rocking and sliding my folds along his length.

I screamed in pleasure, the sound captured in his mouth.

My heart thundered in my chest, every cell in my body trembling with desire. Our kiss was a battle of wills, tongues clashing. Coal moved my body at his whim, stroking me against him, bumping my clit with the head of his cock again and again. It was as if I weighed nothing.

I could do nothing than writhe within his grip.

A minute ago, I’d thought all I wanted was to taste him.

But now, oh no, no, no…

Now, all I had to feel him inside of me.

I was desperate for it.

Coal released his hold in my mouth so I could breathe.

High-pitched whines streamed from my throat. “Coal! Please…please, I need you inside of me!”

I knew he didn’t want to. He’d told me that much before. He was afraid that if we were that close, he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from completing the bond. But I couldn’t be this close to him and not have him. We’d waited long enough.

His breathing was ragged on my neck, the cockiness gone, his voice pained by my pleas and by the force of his own out of control desire. “We can’t…Brinley…not yet.”

“No!” I cried, writhing and squirming against him harder, trying to make the connection. I literally felt I would die if he turned me down now. It was more than just physical. I needed the connection, I needed to be one with him. My chest heaved. I panted harshly, “I can’t wait…not any longer, please…please fuck me!”

Coal lifted me away from his cock and slid two fingers into me, pressing his thumb against my clit. He whispered hoarsely, “I’m going to make you come.”

No! The pleasure was unimaginable, but it wasn’t enough. It wasn’t what I wanted…what I needed. “No!” I whimpered frantically, “I have to have your cock…please!”

“Brinley…” he moaned into my neck, his hot breath causing goosebumps to rise on my flesh.

“Please…please…I need to feel you inside of me!”

Coal’s breathing was labored, his words distressed, a deep groan, “I can’t take it when you beg me.”

Something changed…in his expression. I could see it, or maybe I could just feel it. I gasped with excitement and hope, and rocked my hips harder, rubbing my breasts against him, kissing, licking and biting his lips.

And then I knew.

Surrender.

I knew because he flipped our bodies over, and an entirely new intensity washed over him. He wasn’t fighting himself anymore. He wasn’t fighting me. He was going to take me....just like I wanted him too.

My heart soared.

And my pussy throbbed.