35. Round two?

**Eve**

"C-can I ask you something?" Eve hesitated, once again, caging herself into the fear of the unknown.

"Yes."

"I heard my parents talking about wolves going into heat the other day. Does that happen to you too?"

"It does."

"What will happen?" She bit her lip, trying to figure out what the heat was in the first place.

"Will see- most likely I'll take you back to your parents, and chain myself down somewhere far away until it ends, if I feel like you're not ready for the season," Eros shrugged his shoulders, explaining everything as if it was the most common thing to happen.

"What happens if you go into that heat and I'm still in your apartment? Tell me the truth, please," Eve pleaded, not only with her words but with the hint of desperation in her eyes.

"I got time." He tried to brush the question off, afraid to scare her away.

"Tell me. What if?" Eve couldn't back down; she had to know what her future holds. If her parents were right- the heat happened to everyone differently, yet close in time. She had to find out if she was in danger.

"You're fucked, kitten. Often. By me. Literally." Eros sighed, looking away from her shocked face, mentally cursing himself for being so brutally honest.
"You look good wearing my shirt," he tried to ease the tension, dropping the previous subject.

"Thank you," her cheeks flushed.

"You would look so much better without it," Eros grinned, admiring the blush on her face.

"Without what?"

"My shirt, why don't you take it off? I would enjoy the view." He teased her, raising his hand to the neckline of the shirt, gripping it playfully. His nose flared as he inhaled her scent, she couldn't miss the way his entire face tensed, and a low growl emitted from him.

"You're not wearing any panties?" The grin on his face grew more extensive, almost resembling the Cheshire cat.

"I can smell how aroused you are. You want me, as much as I want you."
Eve was caught red-handed, she couldn't utter a word, frozen by embarrassment. He slid his hands from her hips to the curve of her back before his fingers curled firmly to cup her ass. Eve felt the vibration of a soft growl, forming in his chest; a flash of desire gripped her. For an unknown reason, whenever he made those sounds, it seemed to excite her body. This wasn't the first time she became aroused because of him. She took a deep breath, taking in that musky, masculine scent he carried. Her eyes closed, and she leaned closer, brushing her nose against his chest. One of his hands released her ass and tangled into her hair, cupping the back of her head. His mouth covered hers before she could think. He didn't kiss as much as brand her with his lips, opening hers, invading it with his tongue- tasting and teasing. The only thing which was left was a burning need to kiss him back. His other hand wrapped around her waist, yanking her tighter against his massive frame. Eve clung to his muscular body as he lifted her higher, her feet left the floor, and she wrapped her legs around Eros. The towel, wrapped around his hips, fell lower until her inner thighs hugged his bare hips. The sensation of his tongue melding with hers, rubbing and exploring made thinking impossible until he dragged his mouth away, nearly making Eve whine in disapproval. She found herself nose to nose with him, staring into lust-filled, blue eyes.

"Don't fight it," he whispered, his voice deeper than she had ever heard it before.

He took a few steps and then bent, taking them both down onto the bed, pinning her under him. Eve realized the shirt she was wearing had ridden up to her waist when he pulled his arm out from under her, to free it. His hand slowly reached between her thighs, with her legs still wrapped around his waist, her thighs were spread open to his seeking hand which cupped her sex. She was soaking wet with need and want; he spread her labia and rubbed her clit. Eve threw her head back, crying out as pleasure overtook her.

"Just feel me."
Eve bucked her hips when Eros massaged her faster; her nails dug into his shoulders. Moans and whines escaped her parted lips as she struggled to breath. His lips tickled her neck; his tongue licked her mark a second before his extended canines nipped on it. Eve gasped in one more lungful of air and then screamed out his name- her world blew apart from the violent climax. The sound of tearing material didn't bother her, nor did she pay any attention to that, Eve was lost in ecstasy, panting for oxygen. The pleasure, she felt, eased just slightly until something hard and thick brushed against the seam of her pussy. Her eyes opened, and she followed his gaze down their bodies where he concentrated with a tense expression on his handsome face. His heavy, thick cock nudged her pussy again, sliding in the slick heat of her release. A snarl left his lips when he pressed against her again, but instead of entering, the tip of his thick shaft gilded higher to rub her clit.

"Fuck," he roared, jolting away from her as if struck by lightning.

"What's wrong?" Eve sat up, biting her lip nervously.

"You smell of fear. You smell fucking divine; Eve, it's so hard to stay away. You're so tiny, so tight, I don't want to hurt you," Eros finally looked at Eve, their eyes locking.

"What are you afraid of?" he suddenly asked.

"No, nothing... It's just- you're my first."

"Correction- I'm your last." His voice became husky, demanding.

"Why are you staring at me like I’m a piece of meat? You look hungry."

"Because you're tasty. It is like a dessert- sweet and sinfully delicious, tempting me to taste you repeatedly." Eve blushed, doubting that she could ever be as open and skilled with words as he was, let alone actions. At this point, she was unsure if she was ready to give herself to him.

"Maybe we shouldn't; maybe it's too fast. Let's sleep," she blurted out, afraid of her voice breaking mid-way. His features softened, and so did the look in his eyes as Eros whispered: "I can't back out now, Eve, I want you too bad. I'll keep my promise, trust me."

"I'm nervous." She didn't need to point this out as her body language and the look on her face gave it away.

"Don't be, we will take it slow, I promise to be gentle. Eve, I want to do it properly; my intention is not to scare you."

"Will it hurt?"

"Maybe a little, you'll enjoy it more than you'll feel any pain."
She nodded, blocking the thought of giving herself. Sooner or later it would happen. Eros sunk his teeth into his bottom lip, raw hunger radiated from his gaze, located on her breasts. A soft growl formed in his chest.

"You're going to kill me," he whined.

"I won't."

"Trust me, this slow thing... I'm never going to survive this."
His warm hand brushed over her thigh. "Spread wide for me, kitten."
At first, she hesitated, but taking in everything Eros said, and how gentle he was- she did. Eros licked his lips, his nose flared as he took in her scent once again.

"You have no idea what you do to me, I'm completely addicted," Eros slid his hand over her wet pussy, raising it to his mouth and licking his fingers. Eve's eyes widened in shock; she didn't think that Eros would taste her from his fingertips. He positioned himself between her legs, using his hips to push her thighs apart even more. "Talk to me, tell me if I move too fast or you're uncomfortable," he reminded, reassuring her to keep the promise he made. Passion burned in his intense gaze. Eros reached for something under his pillow, a little foil package, and ripped it open using his teeth.

"Close your eyes if you're scared, just feel," Eros whispered, straightening his body a bit, rolling the condom onto his hard shaft. Eve closed her eyes, she wanted to peer down between their bodies to get a glimpse of his cock, but he lowered over her, and their bodies were compressed together.

"Look at me," he demanded, his deep voice turned her on. Eve opened her eyes, staring into his, almost getting lost in the beauty of them. "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever laid my eyes upon; I want you to know that," Eros rasped out. Eve opened her mouth to say something, yet Eros muted her by crashing his lips on hers. His kiss was no longer soft and gentle; it was passionate, full of lust, demand, and desire. She gave in to his kiss, forgetting everything that was once important, she felt him grinding his thick cock against her, but now, she was no longer worried or afraid, she gave her all to this moment. Eros pressed forward, slowly entering her tight pussy, Eve gasped against his tongue. He stopped kissing her but didn't move his mouth away. Both of them held their breaths for a second before he groaned, pushing in deeper. Eve dug her nails into his shoulders, squeezing her eyes shut, waiting for the sting of pain. She eased her grip, parting her lips, letting a quiet moan of pleasure escape her. When Eros started to withdraw, Eve wanted to grab him and pull him closer to her body, aching for the pleasurable feeling to return. Eros pushed forward again, driving deeper, and moving back and forth as he made her take more of him. Nothing had ever felt more pleasurable. Mentally, Eve cursed herself for being so inexperienced, now, she wanted to be good enough for him, in all ways possible. She had gotten just a slight hint of pleasure that comes with sex, and she was driven to seek more.

"You're so damn tight, am I hurting you?" He sounded tense; Eve knew that he was doing his best to hold himself back from taking her as a real beast would.

"No," Eve even shook her head to make it clear. Eros buried his face against her neck and started to move again, his hips pressed against her inner thighs when he drove forward, giving her all of himself. Eve gasped at the sensation of how he felt inside her. Eros started pounding against her faster and harder, keeping the promise he had made- she didn't back out. The hammering speed of his cock against her highly sensitive nerve endings, inside her pussy, nearly hurt, but it was too good to be pain. Eve moaned, screamed out his name, unknowingly moving her hips against his, meeting his thrusts each time. Eve yelled out his name again, as she came apart under him, explosions of ecstasy overtook her body, her breathing heavy as she rode through her orgasm. Eros snarled out a word she didn't understand, threw his head back, and roared out, as he came soon after Eve. He seemed to pulse within her twitching walls. Eros lifted his head from the pillow and met her gaze; he smiled at her as he spoke: "I didn't hurt you, did I?" He was genuinely worried about losing control, afraid to admit it.

"No." Eve smiled, rather content with the outcome of her first time.

"Round two?"