108- The intense pleasure game
POV Edric Eldoria:
He blinked, pushing back some of the wildness in his gaze.
“Please, Edric,” she pleaded, gaining a little control over her own body. “I know what this implies. And it’s not just my wolf that wants it, I want it too. I feel the need for her, our need, and it’s you I want, it’s your scent I need to have on me. The desire is mutual.”
“It won't be like before; we'll be driven by the intensity of the heat. Are you sure this is what you want?”
“I think there's no turning back, it's been a while. I was just trying to deceive myself,” she whispered.
I clenched my teeth.
“Just like I was,” I confessed.
Lunara emanated more pheromones. She leaned her body forward and placed her hands on her belly, moaning as if in pain. I focused on her and her feelings.
Distress; agony; anguish.
The heat had reached its most advanced stage, that of pure suffering.
I reacted, suffering with her pain, and then I moved toward her, completely losing control of my actions. It was me, and at the same time, it wasn't.
Her eyes changed color again as her beast took control. But, unlike the first heat, we were connected, in agreement with everything that would be done and would happen.
I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her to me. Our lips met and our tongues synchronized in a desperate kiss. I devoured her mouth, tasting her with hunger and need.
She moved, guiding me to the nest she had carefully prepared for the two of us. My chest swelled with so much pride at what she had created and what it meant. Lunara trusted me; she wanted me by her side. Not Alessio or any other male. The nest had been made for me.
I laid her on her back on the bed and lowered my lips to her neck, rubbing my tongue against her pulsing vein. I would mark her again, renewing our blood vows, but first, I would suck her delicious pussy.
I grabbed the sides of my t-shirt that she was wearing and pulled the fabric, shredding it and revealing her swollen nipples. I took one into my mouth and sucked it, rubbing my tongue, playing with the pink tip.
She moaned, arching her back off the bed. She closed her fingers in my hair, pulling it hard.
I moved my mouth down, kissing every inch of skin, sliding my tongue over her smooth abdomen. The scent of her excitement was strong and citrusy, making my nostrils flare as I inhaled it, needing to absorb every small detail of her small, perfect body.
I continued my path, going lower and lower. The little moans she breathed were like music to my ears.
I held her thighs, spreading her legs, and settled my head between them. She rose on her elbows to stare at me.
I shot a lupine smile in her direction before lowering my head and sucking her wet pussy. I sucked her clit, nursing on it firmly. I inhaled, smelling her, and let out a grunt of satisfaction. I ran my tongue along its length, mixing my saliva with the dripping lubrication, tasting every drop.
Lunara threw herself back against the mattress and let out a sharp cry of pure pleasure.
I moved my stiff tongue back and forth over her clit, masturbating her with rapid movements of my mouth. I nibbled the sensitive nerve, rubbing my elongated, sharp fangs over the skin without hurting her.
She shuddered and got goosebumps.
Her scent became more intense, driving me insane.
I massaged her clit, sucking it, moving in circles and back and forth. I dragged a hand and rubbed her soaked pussy with two fingers before penetrating her tight channel with them. I curved the tips, hitting her deep inside and precisely touching the spot I knew would make her feel even more pleasure. They slid in so easily; the sound of her pussy sucking them in mixed with the little moans she emitted.
I rubbed my nose, grazed the grown hairs of my beard, sucked, licked, nibbled, and sucked every tiny drop her body expelled, taking it all for myself.
I accelerated the movements of my hand, invading her with force and speed.
Lunara writhed on the mattress.
I let out a grunt when I heard my name spoken by her lips, as if she were pleading for me.
I sucked her clit hard, grazing the tips of my fangs and rubbing my tongue.
She hit her hands on the bed, closing them into fists on the torn clothes.
It came in my fingers, coming apart with a purr and gnashing of teeth. The noise was quite unlike anything that would come out of a human mouth.
I pulled my fingers out and brought them to my mouth, sucking in the arousal that glistened around them. The taste of it was like honey and lemon. A delicious, precious mixture.
I rubbed my tongue along the length and inside of her thighs, taking in her orgasm, cleaning her up.
I stood up, but I barely had time to think. Lunara was possessed; she spun me on my back and threw me against the bed, climbing on top of me.
Her emerald green eyes were brighter than ever and her pupils were completely dilated. Long, sharp fangs showed through his parted lips.
He tore at my wool blouse with his sharp nails and leaned down, running his tongue over my abdomen, circling every little bud. He ran his fingers down to the button of my jeans, pulling them off without any patience, removing the barrier that separated our bodies.
My torn T-shirt was trapped in her arms. I brought my hands up to her small, round breasts, clasping my palms over them and moaning.
My boxer shorts were stretched by my hard cock and the lubrication from the tip stained the dark green fabric. She brought her hands to the waistband and rubbed my cock. She moved her mouth down, sucking on the fabric and on it.
I groped for the tatters of clothing, clumsily. She stood up and gave me a skewed look, growling softly as she saw me messing up the nest.
She was such a cute little thing, threatening me and showing her fangs. I smiled, finding the situation funny.
She undid her boxer shorts and freed my rigid cock. He stared at it with his head tilted, before lowering his mouth onto it.
I gritted my teeth and let out a grunt.
He swallowed my cock all the way down, hitting the tip in his throat.
He pushed his head against it, pulling away and rubbing his tongue in the small crevice, sucking my lubrication and repeating the movements. She clung to my straining thighs as she shot into me, swallowing as much as she could.
She moaned as she sucked me, happy to be tasting me, taking me in her mouth.