Page 65 of Come for Me
My wolf hungrily laps and dips into her entrance, my attention diverting from her clit and giving her moments to calm the orgasm building inside her. Her breaths are erratic, chest heaving as she fists the sheets and fights for control of her own wolf, body quivering beneath my touch.
Her palms caress her breasts, squeezing as her pleasure heightens, an attempt to tumble over the edge of release. Withone swift move, I snatch her wrist in an instant, ripping it from her heaving chest, then squeeze her throat with the other.
Only her king will be giving her pleasure.
“Stay,” I command as I lick and massage her folds.
My hand remains on her throat, her wolf fighting the surface of her strong will, subsiding when her muscles relax against my touch. Heat floods her pussy, waves of scent teasing my senses and drawing my focus back between her thighs. Holding her hands above her head, I travel down her chest.
My wolf growls at the thin fabric of the bra veiling her from me, and in an instant, the material is shredded, ripped from her body in my wolf’s impatience. I tweak and pinch each nipple between my teeth, licking and sucking the hardened points as my free hand moves to feel her slickness forming. My fingers slowly circle her clit as my attention travels down her writhing form.
Fingers are replaced with my tongue once again, slowly drawing circles closer to her throbbing anatomy. She’s so responsive to her king, each lick and pass of her clit has her arching against me.
My tongue teases her opening, dipping in the center to lap at the source of her essence. Her gasp sings through the room, the pleading sound more beautiful than anything.Music to my ears.
My wolf growls in hunger, fighting our control, my tongue swiping from her tight entrance to her clit. I pinch her painfully hard nipples, whimpers and mews escaping her lips with gasps for air as time.
Again, I taste her. Long, slow, agonizing tastes torture my wolf, who fights to rut our mate with fever and frenzy. Her scent soaks my tongue and permeates the room as her climax nears, the world outside the room no longer relevant.
So fucking sweet.
Her bud tightens as she nears impossibly close to her orgasm, her intent to come flashing before my eyes. I watch the release, indulging my wolf with the magnificent sight before denying us both. Her lips part, a hole for me to fuck later.
She tenses as I taste her one last time, teetering her on the edge. As she breathes out my name, my tongue stills, my body lifting from her as I cease my pursuit.
A whine escapes her lips. “Dax.”
“What did you call me?”
“Dax.” She smiles. Such a dirty fucking mouth.
I can fix that.
“Take off my pants.”
She does as she’s told, scooting to the edge of the bed, staring at me with doe eyes.
My cock springs free in her face. She looks at me innocently, but her intent reveals she’s challenging me.
I grab her chin with force. “Open.”
When she doesn’t, I squeeze her cheeks and pinch her nose closed until she has no choice but to open her mouth.
“That’s it. I like when your mouth is open for me like that.”
I force her to take me to the back of her throat until tears roll, and she’s gagging, pushing on my legs to regain control.
When her eyes flutter closed, I deliver a sharp tap to her cheek. Her eyes shoot open, the colors of the Caribbean Sea greeting me as she gags on my girth.
Her wolf dances along the surface of her control, and the concentration on my dick falters as she gasps for breath. Deep violet gleams in adoration as she services her king. I take advantage of her widening throat, thrusting deeper into her as she gurgles around her king’s cock.
“Eyes on me, little wolf. I want to see you take all of your king between those pouty lips.”
My wolf fights for control, my hips bucking faster over her soft orifice, hands gripping her hair hard by the roots, holding her in place, my pace unrelenting.
Her eyes widen as she takes more of my length, knees quivering as her scent thickens between her thighs. She’ll never admit it, but her need grows when I use her like this, and I revel in her response to me.
Air escapes her lungs, and I force more of my length down her throat. I take what’s mine, fucking her devious little mouth as I please. My wolf growls as he takes more from our mate, consuming every inch of her inner walls.
