41. Blowjob a day- keeps the doctor away.

**Eros**

His palm landed on her ass repeatedly, the red mark becoming darker with each slap, her wincing turned into moans, encouraging him to keep spanking her. After the tenth slap, he stopped. This time, Eve whined.

"You do understand that I intended to punish, not to please you," Eros chuckled, holding her body, pressed down to his lap. The thought of letting her go didn't cross his mind- even for a second.

"Who said anything about pleasing? It's rather bold of you to assume that I enjoyed your actions," Eve groaned, trying to wiggle out of his hold. There was no way in Hell, she would ever confess how much she enjoyed the spanking. She was embarrassed, barely able to recognize herself. Until recently, Eve wouldn’t have even thought about becoming close with a man, kissing her virginity goodbye, and ending up enjoying some sadistic type of sexual torture.

"Oh, kitten, if only I could be one to assume. You can deny it as much as you want, but your moans didn't lie; you enjoyed the spanking more than I did." As he spoke, Eve's cheeks flushed, making her feel as if she'd been thrown into a flame. Eros had this deep, dark, incredibly sexy undertone in his voice whenever he was aroused. If she stayed this close to him for any longer, she was fucked, literally.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, kitten," Eros hissed, grabbing onto her ass tightly.

"What?"

"Stop grinding against my cock; if you don't want it buried deep inside you within the next few seconds," he grinned, pushing his hips upward. Eve felt his swollen member pressed against her side. She knew, from what he had told, that wolves had an incredible sex drive, especially during the heat season, but he couldn't get hard in a matter of seconds. Could he? A bolt of electric travelled to her core. Eve was dripping wet from the spanking, yet feeling his dick, pressed against her, took her to a whole other aroused level. Eve's body reacted to Eros in a way it had never done to anyone else. His voice, the words he spoke, the way he touched her. It didn't matter if he was rough or gentle; it all affected her. Eros reached out and ran a finger down her cheek in a soft caress that increased her pulse, cupping her chin and turning her face, for their eyes to finally meet. His gaze was full of lust, passion, need, and tenderness.

"Lay down," he rasped.

"What? Why?" Fear gripped her; Eve couldn't think. She wasn't ready to mate. Of course, they did have sex, but it had left her sore for a while, and judging by the things she had heard- sex during the heat season was more aggressive, raw, and brutal.

"Lay down," he repeated himself, pushing words through gritted teeth, barely holding any control over his need.

"I- I can't. You look hungry, how can I know that you are not about to eat me alive?" She shivered as the words left her lips. As much as Eve wanted to think of possible outcomes, the only thought gripping her mind was the one in which she ended up hurt.

"Oh, I am hungry; that's for sure," he grinned. "But I can assure you, the only eating about to happen will be one of a pleasurable kind. Now, lay down, don't make me repeat myself." There, once again, was that dark undertone in his voice, sending Eve into a complete haze. Eros let go of her and instead of yanking her pants up and taking it for a run, Eve complied with his demand, lying flat on her back. He hovered over her, looking deep into her eyes with such adoration, she nearly came from the look in his eyes alone. Eve bit her lip, becoming a little anxious, yet excited for his touch.

"Good girl," Eros whispered, nearly making her moan. She had no idea how he did it, but those two words made her feel something new, foreign, and unknown. Eve tried to squeeze her thighs together but was stopped by his knee spreading her legs apart.
"Don't," Eros warned, landing his hand on her left breast, caressing it teasingly. Eve closed her eyes, letting a deep sigh escape her parted lips. As his touch became rougher, cupping and squeezing her breast, she bit her lip, keeping a moan from escaping her.

Eros leaned closer, licking the sensitive spot behind her ear, and whispered:
"I want your legs wide apart, do not dare to deny me the scent of your arousal. I want your lips parted. Your moans, whimpers, and cries for more coming from them, loud enough for the whole street to hear you. I want your hands, pinned above your head as you move your hips in ecstasy, meeting my thrusts. And I want your eyes open, holding eye contact with me, as I take you over the edge. Did I make myself clear, kitten?"
Eve gasped at his bold demands, giving Eros the opportunity to land his lips on hers. He didn't need to nibble on her lip anymore, Eve gladly parted her lips, inviting his tongue to explore her mouth. No matter how inexperienced she was, Eve was sure that Eros was some sort of a sex god. She had met many men in her lifetime. All mostly friends, some tried to get together with her, but none spoke the way Eros did. None acted as he did. And none, for sure, turned her on as he did. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer, arching her back to feel contact with him finally. She was lost in their kiss, hazed by the movements of his lips and hands exploring her body. Despite her insecurities, Eve felt this was right, like she was made for him, and he for her. The sound of tearing fabric brought her back to her senses. Eros tore her shirt in half, his hand traveling from her breast up to her throat. He held Eve pinned to the bed by her throat. For some unknown reasons that turned her on to the point where she was ready to beg him to fuck her till they collapsed.

"Spread wide for me, baby," his words worked on Eve like a spell, she instantly did without any complaints or resistance. Eros grinned, straightening his body, grabbing onto the waistband of her sweatpants and tearing the piece of clothing in half. His mouth watered over her exposed sex. Eve blushed, turning her face away from his hungry gaze, focused on her pussy.

"Simply beautiful," Eros groaned. The hunger on his face turned her on, as his cock swelled to an impressive size. Eros lowered himself, stretched out on his belly between her spread legs, and buried his face there. The first shock, coming from his mouth colliding with her pussy lasted just for a second. Eros frantically nuzzled her, his tongue seeking her clit, while his hands kept pushing her thighs wider apart, to make more room for himself. Eve grabbed onto the bed sheets, clenching them with all her might. Eros growled; the sound made her feel hotter, more sensitive. Eve knew she wouldn't last for long. Her nipples hardened, Eros became bolder, pressing his mouth firmer against her folds. His soft growls turned into snarls as if he was losing whatever control he had over himself. Eve’s need for him skyrocketed, she let go of the sheets and slid her hand under one of the pillows. A grin grew on her lips, as she found the small foil packet and nearly threw it at Eros.

"Growing a little impatient, kitten?" Eros said, blowing his hot breath on her wet pussy. He licked his lips and leaned over her, capturing her into a passionate kiss, grinding his body against her flushed skin.
"That's right, baby, taste yourself," he grinned, whispering in their kiss. Eve didn't care anymore; her core was burning her up; she needed nothing more than his dick buried deep inside her till she could take no more. She moaned, placing a hand on his shoulder, nearly piercing his skin, as her nails dug in. She was close to rolling the condom over his cock herself if he kept on teasing her. As always, at the worst moment possible, the phone in his pocket started ringing. Both of them ignored it at first, unable to part their lips. As the annoying sound didn't stop, Eros slid a hand into his pocket, grabbed the phone, and threw it against the wall. Completely shattering the small device.

"Now, where were we?" he grinned at Eve's confused state.

"Why did you? You could have just turned it off!" she whisper-yelled in surprise. Eros chuckled, a bright idea on how to avoid any arguments popping in his mind. With his lips sealed, Eros traced his palm over her inner thighs. When her breathing shook a little and eyes nearly closed, he slammed two fingers inside of her. Eve's eyes flew open, an unbelievably loud moan escaped her lips, her hands instantly clung onto the bed sheets.

"I'll give you one chance to reply, kitten. To whom do you belong?" With each word, he withdrew and slammed his fingers back into her pussy.

"You..." Eve moaned out, barely holding her eyes open. The feeling of his aggressive, yet gentle movements was pure bliss.

"Try again, baby," he slowed down, leaning to her neck, his canines extended.

"You, Eros, I belong to you," Eve sounded desperate, nearly begging for him to keep fingering her.

"That's my girl!" He growled, increasing the speed of his movements, slamming his fingers deeper into her pussy. His canines nipped on her mark. Eve yelled out his name as she came on his fingers. He withdrew them in a slow, torturous matter, raising his hand to his face and licking his fingers slowly.

"You do taste divine," Eros groaned. Eve extended her arm towards him, and opened her fist, showing the small packet of condoms she had clenched in her hand. Eros grinned at her and grabbed the foil packet, ripping it open with his teeth. The phone in the bedroom rang. They ignored it. The same with the next three calls, coming from the living room area. When the phone rang, for God knows, how long, Eve finally nudged him to answer the caller.

"It might be important; nobody would call for so long if it weren't. Pick up the phone, so we can finish what we started," Eve encouraged him. As much as he didn't want to, Eros picked up the phone. The conversation wasn't long. The caller spoke quickly and Eros roared: "I'm on my way," before throwing the bedroom phone against the wall in anger. He threw his shirt at Eve and told her to get dressed. She didn't have much time, so she grabbed a skirt from her bag and slid it on, trying to feel more dressed.

"Let's go!" Eros grabbed her wrist, dragging Eve behind him.

"But we didn't finish what we started," Eve pouted like a child. Eros led her out of the building and opened his truck door for Eve, helping to get her in, smacking her ass.

"Blowjob a day keeps the doctor away," Eros winked at Eve, closed the door and rushed around to the driver’s side and got into the seat.

"What?" she gasped.

"Oh, right, you don't know what that is. Sorry kitten, what I meant was... I'll slam my cock down your throat as soon as we have some privacy."