Soon I’m panting myself, struggling as the fever lashes out.My legs squeeze around the vibrator.“Getting close,” I tell him.
He grunts.“Take a deep breath.”
I assume he means I can’t come yet—then he reaches down and flicks off one of the clamps.White-hot pain sears over my skin.Damn, that hurts!
I cry out, but he only thrusts harder.A metallic clang echoes as the bedframe snaps.The vibrator buzzes inside of me, and my heat blazes.I can tell I only need a few more orgasms to end the wave, but the fever heightens each time I’m denied.I buck my hips and stare up at Roen.
“You’re doing so well.Such a good mate,” he rasps.“Hold on for just—” He breaks off with a hiss, and the railing creaks above my head.“Just a while longer.”
I want to hold out for him.I want to earn it.Every muscle tenses as I attempt to withstand the pressure.The blood rushing to my freed nipple blossoms into a strange, new sensation, and I moan from the ecstasy of it.
“Fuck.”Roen pushes himself into my mouth.“Fuck, that’s it.”
I mumble around his cock, my words garbled, but he senses what I’m trying to say.With an unsteady breath, he sets his hand on my breast.I nod.
Then he removes the second clamp.
I gasp and flinch from the pain.He pulls out of my mouth and pushes in with a long, deep shove.My taste buds light up as he spurts over my tongue, and as if it’s the last piece my body was craving, I unravel in his arms.
The orgasm is never-ending.The sweetest kind of agony.I ride wave after wave as it wrings out the last of my strength.The fever simmers persistently, but my body is burnt out.The world fades.
Faintly, I sense Roen remove the vibrator and cradle my face in his hands.“You amaze me, Nova.Rest.I’ll wake you when it’s time to end your heat.”He places a kiss on my forehead.
“Thank you,” I mumble, snuggling into the blanket as he draws it around me.
My dreams offer no respite.
I shiver from a cold breeze, the dark of night dense and foreboding.My arms and feet are bound to a wooden pillar.
Fire licks at my toes.The heat crawls up my body—consuming its sacrifice.An offering to the beast.Smoke blurs my vision, but the wolf’s eyes appear like twin blue flames.Its approach is silent.Its stealth unmatched.
Liquid heat pools between my thighs even as the fever scorches my skin.
“Take me,” I whisper.
The wolf snarls.
I wake with a long moan as my pussy is filled with something big, hard, and hot.The stretch is glorious.Roen holds my thighs in the air as he rocks back and forth.We’re both shaking.I arch for him and open my eyes.
“Good morning,” he greets me, voice thick with restraint.“I couldn’t resist.”
“Mm, it’s okay.More than okay, actually.”I relax into the slow rhythm of our bodies.“How long was I out?”
“Several hours.It’s almost morning.”
I hum in acknowledgement, then sink myself onto him, silently asking for more.He grunts and pistons into me.I tighten.His breaths cut off, and he spills with a hiss.It’s short and sweet but exactly what we both need.
After he wipes us clean, he stretches out on the bed and tucks me into his side.The fever yields at last, giving way to his soothing warmth.We share a mutual sigh.
“I almost thought you’d make me wait for another night,” I admit with a yawn.
“I won’t ask you to do anything I can’t,” he chuckles.He sounds exhausted.“No, little vixen.Today is all for you.Whatever you need.”
“Mm…anything?”I tease.
“Anything.”
I smile.“I want to stay just like this.Then maybe a shower.And I happen to know a diner that serves really great lunch…”
