“That’s it,” she murmured. “Yes, just like that. Fuck me with your face. I’m going to cum all over you.”
“Fuck,” I sputtered against her greedy skin, but her filthy mouth invigorated me. Her breath hitched when I hit a certain spot, so I focused on it, paying special attention with the dedication of a student learning a new skill. I wanted to be good for her. I wanted to be the best lover she’d ever had. I wanted her to want me as much as I yearned for her. “Do you like that, little wolf? Is that the spot?”
“Gods, Fen,” she cried. “Keep going. Please. Right there. Put your fingers in me. Fill me.”
I didn’t need to be told twice. I pushed one digit inside, keeping my tongue on her clit, and found that spongey muscle that had her bucking against me. I couldn’t get enough of her, and when I inserted the second finger, she pushed her hips harder against my face. Her internal muscles clamped around my fingers, and her slick flooded my hand, dripping down my palm over my wrist, tasting like divinity and perfection. I pushed her through it, letting her ride out her euphoria as another wave of heat burst out of her. Energy pulsed around us, but I kept going, focusing on my duty, my cock jolting and kicking between my legs.
When she collapsed against the mattress, the hormones ebbing, I crawled up her body and nestled between her legs, rubbing my length against her sensitive skin. Gods, I couldn’t believe I was doing this, that we were in this together.
I tucked my head in between her shoulder and jaw, licking over her pulse point to draw more of her inside me. My wolf wanted to wear her scent as cologne, to have it permanently embedded inside so everyone in the pack knew who I belonged to. I wanted to taste myself on her, to know that while she cared for everyone else, I was the only one she let take care of her.
Ignoring those greedy thoughts because they had no basis in the reality of our magic-induced haze, I leaned back so I could see her eyes. The amber glow had intensified, now flecked with gold and sunlight, enthralling me down to my marrow.
“Are you ready, Wyn?” I asked, reaching down between us to position myself at her entrance.
“I might die if you don’t,” she said.
I laughed and inched myself inside, taking it slow so I didn’t hurt her, but she grabbed my ass, sank her nails into my muscle, and shoved me home in one quick thrust.
I hissed as her warmth enveloped me. So fucking tight. So wet. So amazing. The sensations erupted over my skin, more potent and mesmerizing than anytime I’d done this before. I held myself there, basking in the ripples of pleasure coursing through my veins.
“Fuck me, Fen. Hard. Do it.” Wyn rolled her hips against me and scratched up my back to my neck.
Who was I to resist such a demand? I inched out only to shove in deep, hitting that sensitive spot that made her eyes roll back in her head.
“Yeah?” I teased. “Is that how my little wolf likes it? Rough and dangerous?”
“Gods, yes,” she moaned.
I pushed myself up on my hands by her ribs and slammed into her, rocking her body under me, making her breasts jiggle with each thrust. I couldn’t stop staring, and when it became too much, I grabbed one and squeezed. But she liked that, too, sinking her claws deeper into my shoulder blades. The exquisite mix of her squeezing cunt and the ache of her slicing into my skin had me harder than I’d ever been, and I didn’t know how much longer I could take it.
“Want me to come inside you?” I groaned. “Huh? Want me to paint your precious cunt with my seed? Want my knot to lock us together for the rest of the night?”
Fuck, what am I saying?
I couldn’t stop the dirty words. They flowed through me, seeming to come from someplace I’d never tapped into before.
“Do you want all of me, sweetheart? Tell me. Say the words, and I’ll do anything for you.”
“Fuck, yes,” she said. “Do it. Make me yours, Fen. All of it. Don’t spill a drop.”
Maybe it was just the fog of the heat overwhelming me, but the thought of coming deep inside her slammed a kink lever I didn’t even know I had. Sure, it felt great to finish in a tight, warm cunt, but this surpassed all of it. It was Wyn. It was her. And the idea of my cum, my scent, my mark, being inside her tipped me over the edge.
Magic wound around us with invisible threads, tying me to her and her to me. It tangled around my neck and yanked, and just when it tightened to the point where I thought I might suffocate, she hit another climax, and it dragged me into my own. My cock sputtered inside her, and I growled with the release, spasms of ecstasy ricocheting up my spine and down the back of my legs. The muscle at the base of my cock, that genetic anomaly belonging only to shifters, expanded and locked us together, holding me inside her as the rest of me trembled.
Now that my spend had fulfilled her heat, the magical energy faded, and I pushed up on my elbows, watching as she gasped down her high. She smiled, her features relaxing, and the permanent furrow between her brows abated. It took ten years off her face, not that she looked old to begin with. Now, she resembled the version I’d known years ago, the one before she became the healer and bore the weight of the entire pack on her shoulders.
My focus dropped to the flush on her skin, the sweat sheen of a female in the throes of heat, and fuck, I couldn’t stop my tongue from swiping out to lick it.
When my knot eventually receded, I sat back on my haunches and stared down at the glistening sex between her legs, evidence of my cum leaking out of her cunt.
Well, that won’t do.
She’d told me not to spill a drop, and I was an obedient wolf, after all. I tenderly rubbed at the drip and pushed it back inside her. She gasped and glanced down at me, rocking into my hand.
“What are you doing?” She raised a haughty eyebrow.
“Following orders,” I replied with a grin.
