She Is The Past
Blonde slid her mouth down my cock, making me hiss with ecstasy.
Her tongue flickers over my tip, making my toe curl and grip her hair tighten. I notice she has her hand between her legs, fingering herself. The sight of that makes my wolf growl with desire. And when she licks over my tip again and sucks on it, my body goes wild to this nerve-wracking pleasure. She may be a virgin, but she knows her stuff.
"Blonde, I'm going to fuck your mouth. Just open it wide to take it all," I blurt out between my teeth. Obediently, she does as I say. I hold her head steady as I move my hips and shove my dick deep down her throat. She gags, tears come to her eyes, but she closes her lips greedily around my shaft. Her arousal hits my senses, totally overwhelming me. Rasping breath leaves my nose as I grind her mouth faster. Saliva is a lubricant allowing me to go as deep as possible.
When I bend my head to her, our eyes clash.
In hers, there is raw lust to the degree that rivals mine. And then I feel my orgasm approaching. Like lava it thunders down, unstoppable and hot. "Baby, I'm close. Open your mouth and swallow it all. It's yours. Just take it". To cope with the force of my thrusts, she now rests both her hands against my thighs to keep balance. My cum splashes down her throat; I can see her swallowing it all. It's so much that bits leak past the corners of her mouth, but she licks it back into her mouth. "Blonde, you are amazing," I whisper as my breath slowly normalizes.
Gently I push her onto the bed; I'm far from finished with her.
I lie down between her spread legs and lick her pussy a few more times. I spread and push them to her sides as I place my shaft at her entrance. She shivers with anticipation as I massage her clit some more. With one fluid motion, I'm balls deep inside her as she screams in pain. Leaning on my elbow, I look at her and kiss away a tear. "Just a little more and the pain will turn into heavenly pleasure. I promise you that," I whisper to her and she nods. I begin to move, a gentle rhythm at first. But when she lifts her hips to receive me full-on and starts begging for more, I can't hold back any longer.
I drive us to the brink of madness but postpone another climax.
She protests every time I break off, scratching my back open in frustration. "Easy, babe. We've got all the time," I mock her grunts as I hold back again and refuse her a release. She wraps her legs around me, moving wildly as if to build her own climax. I hoarsely laugh at her attempts. After three hours of trying all positions, I too, can no longer delay my orgasm. I place her on her back, her legs against her shoulders while holding her hands above her head. I am deep inside her, I am sure when she wakes up later, she will not be able to walk for several hours. And then I whip us up, higher and higher, moaning and pounding. As I feel her walls clench my shaft, I know she is ready. Her head is thrown back, her hips jolt upward, raging toward the end.
I won't stay back, furiously wringing myself in and out of her until I once again release my seed into her, filling her womb with everything I have. Tired to death, I fall into her arms which she immediately wraps around me. This is incredible, that mate bond is so powerful, it connects us with this blissful feeling. But fortunately this magic does not work on me for long, as soon as I regain my breath, I am able to resist my fated.
I decided to sleep beside her for a few hours to give Xin some time to enjoy her wolf. He is aware of my plan, knows we are not here to stay. We are just passers-by. Blonde crawls on my chest and in that relaxed position, we fall asleep altogether.
A few hours later, I'm wide awake. Quickly I put on my clothes, wash my face in the bathroom and get ready to leave. I take one last look at Blonde's sleeping figure. She is a beauty, just the type I usually fall for. Too bad, but I don't have time to pleasure myself with her. I'm running out of time, the events of the last few months driving me to make plans to ensure my position and that of my family. No playtime anymore, Blonde.
I leave her apartment and head straight to my own place.
In my own bathroom, I take an extended hot bath. The scent of my fated should be gone entirely when I face my chosen. With that demoness, I have grand plans. When I finally exit my bathroom, I want to get some fresh air on my balcony. It is early morning now, but still pitch black in the adjacent forest.
I sit back in the chair gingerly and think about my next mission.
Blonde is a passed station for me; she is of no value anymore. She tasted the mate bond and must now move on with her life, without me. I'm sure she can hook up with some lonely warrior, though. All my attention now moves to Rachel, the vamp. Her fire-red lips contrasting with her jet-black hair and flaming eyes, come into my retinas. I love the hunt but mostly I enjoy it when my prey lies beneath me, in complete submission.
Having Rachel in bed while she rides us to the seventh heaven fills my thoughts.
Then I see her with a big round belly like Saray has now, our pups growing inside her. And then I picture me with my own sprouts in my arms, a proud father who has accomplished his task.
With a sigh, I return to my room. I close the balcony doors and head to my bed to lie under the blankets for several more hours of sleep....
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