He dug his nails into the softness of the cushions, wishing—wanting—them to be the softness of Regan’s breasts or thighs or butt, but knowing if he so much as touched her he would come.Fuck, he was going insane.Driving mad with desire, lust and agony.His side burned like fire, his blood sang like demons.His cock felt like a pillar of steel…
… and then Regan’s lips closed over its tip and it felt nothing like steel.It felt like existence.Scorching, consuming existence surrounded by Heaven.Hot, wet, sucking Heaven.
She slid her tongue up and down the underside, teased the web of skin below its head, circled the distended edge, all the while massaging and fondling his balls with a hand both gentle and aggressive.Every inch of his body quivered, every fiber of his being—both the man and the wolf—trembled, like the note held by a maestro, played by her amazing tongue and hands.He arched his back, drove his shoulders harder into the chaise and his shaft harder into her taking mouth.Praise Mary, he couldn’t hold on much longer.
The hands on his balls skimmed down to his ass cheeks, squeezing each as her mouth plundered his cock.He bucked, feeling an exquisite tingle begin in the soles of his feet, the base of his spine…
Hold it, Dec.Hold it.
“Fuck, Regan,” he ground out, gripping at the cushions, knowing he punctured the fabric with claws, not human fingernails.Knowing, but incapable of retracting them.“I’m going to come if you don’t stop.”
The suction on his cock lessened, the hands on his ass stilled.Before, as though weighing up his raw statement and deciding her course of action, she plunged her mouth savagely down his shaft.So deep her lips pressed against his balls and he felt his cock-head press the back of her throat.“Jesus.”
Blistering pleasure ripped through him.He threw back his head and howled, the sound purely wolf, purely wild.Crushing heat possessed his sac, smashed up into his cock, making his body buck in violent spasms.He thrashed his head from side to side, fighting to stay a man, fighting to stay alive.Fighting to stay on his back when what he wanted to do more than anything was leap to his feet, throw Regan to the floor and fuck her until they both were drained beyond movement, his cock locked in her tight sex, his scent forever on her flesh.Marking her his forever.“Yes, Regan.Yes.Yes.Yes.”
His cock was a rod of burning steel.His body a building crescendo of rapturous tension.“Fuck,” he cried out, claws shredding the cushions as her teeth sank into his shaft.“Holy fucking Christ.”
The hands on his ass moved back to his balls, squeezed them.A steady finger pressed his perineum in perfect rhythm with the ruptures of heat consuming him and he snapped into an arc, explosion after explosion of pleasure detonating in his balls.Cohesive thought deserted him.The wolf and the man blurred.He had no ideawhichhe was.
And then Regan’s mouth slid from his cock.
He flung open his eyes.Stared at her as she suddenly rose to her feet, stepped out of her shorts and—green stare holding him frozen—impaled herself on his throbbing length.“Jesus Christ.”
Her slick folds engulfed him, an exquisite sheath of tight, wet muscles.Fluid filled his balls, pleasure pulsated through his being.Christ, how could she be doing this to him?How could henotbeing coming now?Unbelievable bliss pressed against his prostate, his cock, his scrotum.He gazed into her face, sweat stinging his eyes.“Jesus.”His voice was choked.Hoarse.
Her lids fluttered closed, a soft moan fell from her lips.She rocked against him in gentle rhythm, taking him deeper into her pussy with each slight move, grinding her clit against his pelvic bone.Her hands stole to her breasts, cupping them, mauling them.
Another wave of throbbing heat crashed through Declan at the sight.Another and another.Pre-cum spurt from his cock, sucked away by Regan’s pussy.He felt it.Felt it leave his slit.Fuck.He felteverything.He felt the tension in her thighs as she undulated over him.Felt her clit swell full.Hard.The wolf howled again—but in his mind or from his throat, Declan didn’t know.Or care.
He reared up, dragging his hands up her back as his mouth claimed one perfect, puckered nipple.
“Oh.”Regan’s gasp lit a fire in his already burning blood.As did the feel of the rock-hard tip of flesh between his lips.He rolled it between his teeth, suckled it deeper into his mouth.She hissed, arching into him, her hands burying in his hair as she ground her clit against the root of his thrusting cock.“Oh, yes.”
He pulled back, sucking on her nipple as he did so, taking her down with him.Her pussy rode up his cock and for a moment he felt sure he would slip from her creamy channel, but Regan shoved her hips backward and he filled her again, her ass cheeks slapping against his balls in frenzied strikes both exquisitely painful and blissful at once.
“Fuck, that feels so good,” Regan moaned, arching her back, dragging one hand from his hair to score five lines of heat down his torso.She flattened her palm on his wounded side, the heat of his hidden injury a glacier compared to the heat of her hand.He felt like she was branding him—with her hand and her sex.“Bite it,” she growled, shoving her breast harder to his suckling mouth.“Bite it now.”
He did as she commanded, her pussy clamping on his pulsating shaft each time he closed his teeth down on her nipple.
“Oh, fuck.Yes,” she called, riding his cock in unison.
He flicked at her nipple with his tongue, wild pleasure tearing through him when she closed her fingers around his nipple and pinched.Delicious pain shot through his chest, straight down to his balls.Heat detonated in his sac, an eruption of pure sensations making his head swim and his cock swell harder.He thrust up into her, taking total and complete possession of her pussy.
His cock throbbed and ached with an inexplicable response.It grew longer, stiffer with each punching thrust into the sweetness of her sex.With each groan and whimper and cry falling from her parted lips.
As if sex was just a thing of his imagination until he’d filled her.
Sucking and gnawing and flicking on her nipple, he grabbed her ass.He was about to explode.There was nothing for it.Every time the velvet-wet walls of Regan’s pussy slid up and down his cock, he felt the tension build.Felt his essence flood to his balls, ready to burst forth in a forceful gush so powerful he feared he would pass out.
He dragged his mouth from her breast, replacing it with his hand and pushing her straighter.“Jesus, Regan,” he ground out on a ragged breath.“I can’t hold on much longer.”
Eyes smoldering, breath shallow, Regan gazed down at him.“I’m so close…”
“I’ve beensoclose from the moment your tongue touched my flesh,” he growled, muscles quivering as another molten wave of tension surged through him.He thrust into her, ramming his cock deeper and deeper, explosion after explosion of agonizing bliss detonating through him.
She moaned, eyes closing, hands sliding to his stomach, up to his chest.She pressed her palms flat over his nipples, shifted her hips slightly, drew up and down his rigid shaft in deepening penetrations.
He couldn’t take anymore.He sank his nails into her hips, his side screaming in agony as his whole being screamed in rapture.“I can’t?—”
