Burning, churning, tingling sensation

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ELSPETH'S POV
          I watched him as he gasped to regain his breath, my hand still running slowly on his dick, which was still freaking hard. I pressed firmly on the head and Wayne quivered, then I wiped out the last bit of cum that dripped down his winking dick hole. He sighed aloud.

 

            I slithered my hands down his hips and grasped his hands, his eyes flicked down to look at me and I smiled. He did not smile back; instead, he looked up at the sky. I saw in his eyes that he was a bit drowsy.

 

            However, I was not done with him. I bent my hand over my head to unzip my dress and I let it slide down my shoulder to rest in a heap over my hips, then took my Mate’s hand and placed it upon my perky mounds.

 

            Wayne flicked his eyes down to look at me; they were filled with passion― the need to mate. I felt my wolf, Hill, grumble within me when a burning sensation passed through the pit of my stomach and ended in my spine.

 

            That moment, I had Wayne’s hands slowly, and lightly, pressing my breasts, his eyes wandering to stare at it. It must have been his first time doing this also because the look of uncertainty on his face was enough to tell me how he contemplated the amount of pleasure he gave me.

 

            However, he seemed to like the view of my full breasts pointing and jittering in his direction, as well as the tender, milky feeling of it. My legs quivered at the sensation and I leaned down, letting Wayne ridge his legs.

           

            Our skin rubbed against each other and our sweats mixed. Wayne's perspiring body was an enticing view, something I would not want to miss. I technically licked him completely as I ran my eyes over him, body as slick as glass, glistening with perspiration despite the cold, his hair― a tousled, damp silver shining with the heaven’s stars. The whole view turned me on.

 

            Wayne seemed to be as impatient as my uncomfortable wolf, as he tried to get used to the feeling. I leaned down the more and sank my head over his shoulders, inhaling the scent of his neck, and feeling the need to sink my teeth into his flesh.

 

            Hill kept pushing me forward, urging me… I almost lost control; I swore I would if I kept hearing the imprecise, but kinky thoughts of my Mate, if I kept hearing his fast pacing heartbeats, one that probably pounded only for me. The smell of his arousal hit me right in the head and I found myself taking in a deep, long breath of it.

 

            I heard a voice speaking in my head, my own voice rather― ‘Take him right there. Bite into his skin you dumbass! What are you, five? You do not think I am this patient right? Did you believe I am able to withstand this whole torture and fully let you go? Get the silly man going, girl!’ ― I groaned at my Wolf’s anxiousness, yet I did not think I was in the right state to respond to her. I was rather in the cloud of my own pleasure and did not want to engage in a silly exchange of riposte.

 

            Wayne’s hands found his way to my shoulders and he pulled me back, sitting up to take a clear view of my face. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my mounds against his hot-skinned chest, grinding my flesh against his.

 

             He initially looked like he had something to say, but only let out a gasp when he must have felt the pleasure from my reaction.

 

            I swore that I was so persistent not to let an interruption come between us, yet Hill was more. However, his words still came out as, “Do you really want to complete the Mating process, you do accept me as yours?” he asked, his eyes flicking from one of mine to the other.

 

            My heart melted at the question and I felt my eyes sting with the tears that may trickle down it at any time. I looked down as I thought about my answer, still I did not know the perfect reply to give him, or I was rather too emotional, as I never expected this to come this soon.    

 

            Nonetheless, I still had my doubts and I know I did. It was just too worrisome, several thoughts going through my head and making me feel like I was making the wrong decision.

         

            I looked up at Wayne to find his eyes still roaming mine. Somehow, I saw a look of passionate need in them, and I did not really know if they were real, and for me. Just to be sure, I asked, “Are you…” my voice trailed off and I bit my lower lip. I could not help but look down, only taking a sneak peek at my Mate.

 

            Wayne cocked his head to the side. “Go on,” he urged.

 

            “I was trying to ask if you are now less drunk―,” I paused. “I mean, clear-headed…” Wayne’s eyes narrowed. “― Sober!” I blurted. “That should be the best word,” I murmured. I did not think Wayne even heard it, but the way he rolled his eyes was so noticeable― somewhat rude to me. I looked down once again, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment. 

 

            He placed his index under my chin and titled it up, making me look directly at him. “Does that matter?” His voice was so calm and low that I almost could not hear him. He cleared his throat and retracted his hand, leaving it to rest on my shoulder. “What matters is, if you are prepared to take me?” ‘Or if you are, I am always ready,’ Hill grumbled as I nodded my head thrice, my teeth biting more into my lip as I paced myself for what was to come.

 

            The cold wind blew and flushed our skin when Wayne cupped my cheek and pulled my face closer to his, I slowly stroked the nape of his neck with my thumb as his hot lips perched on mine. I closed my eyes and slid out my tongue, intending to run it along the soft curves of his lips, before he opened his mouth and captured them. He ran his tongue against mine, making certain that it reached every crook of my mouth, and that I tasted his sweet saliva.

 

             I did not know what precisely to feel at that moment, my consciousness seemed to have shut out in a way that I only found myself in the midst of the air, carried away by pleasure.

 

            Hill’s endless growl of impatience, laced with Wayne’s loud groans and the way his hands ran over my arms, was a huge excuse for me to have lost myself. Our lips smacked in unison, our fast-paced tongues running in accord with the way our hearts pounded hurriedly against our chests. Kor’s hands wandered to grab my breasts and squeezed at it. I shuddered as I let the feeling settle, my body yearning, my wolf urging.    

 

            I leaned in and pressed my body against Wayne’s more than warm chest. Our skins rubbed against each other and sparked a scorching sensation that coursed through my bones. I curled my toes as the burning reached them. Every single part of me got a share of the pleasure, which heightened when Wayne’s moans loudened.

 

            My Mate broke the kiss, his hands reached under my skirt, and he began the work of pulling my unzipped dress off through my head. He tossed it aside and shuffled me closer so that I was able to sit directly above his slightly lying shaft. I jerked when the feeling came, and so did Wayne.

 

             Now I was partly able to understand what Kor had felt when I touched him― I meant its high temperature that made me feel like I was going to reach cloud nine at any moment. I had certainly tasted men, but none could compare to this. This…this particularly had a taste worth savoring.

 

            Wayne groaned as his head faced up. I felt the wetness drip from me, and it creamed my mate’s shaft. Hill pushed me and without warning, I found myself surging forward, my head resting on Wayne’s broad shoulder and my teeth grazing upon the crook of his stretched neck.

 

            I wanted to bite him, but now I realized it was not my decision to do that first, I only hoped he noticed my gesture and understood that I was ever ready for him to mark me. I desperately wanted to feel his sting on my flesh.

 

            Clouded by want and impatience, I pushed Wayne to the ground and reached down for his now hard-as-before cock. With my super sight, I saw how it winked out a good amount of pre-cum that slid down the length of the shaft.

 

            A smile crossing my lips, I placed one of my hands on Wayne’s chest for support as I lifted myself up, my other hand directing the erect dick to my flower.

 
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