I continue to devour his face while I pull out my hard, weeping dick. He looks down at my erection with wonder.
“Fuck, you're so big,” he whispers.
My wolf preens under the compliment.
I tear open a condom, trying not to blow under Oliver’s inspection.
He takes it from my hand and slowly pulls it down my dick. A jolt runs down my spine.
“Sit on my dick,” I growl. I keep my hands tucked at my sides, fisting the sheets, letting him set the pace.
He gets on his knees to line my erection up with his hole. He holds open his ass and slides my dick over his crack. When the head catches his hole, my hands comes down on his thighs, grabbing his hips hard. I force myself to keep them still, but I’m probably leaving marks on his flawless body.
The idea excites me too much.
I breathe, loud and slow, my eyes narrowing on his face as he slowly spears himself on my cock. The tight heat engulfing my dick makes my body shiver. My hands tighten on his ass.
He adjusts to my length and slowly sinks down. When he's sitting on my dick, he lets out a satisfied sigh.
I pull his face down, wanting to taste him again. Our tongues tangle in a messy kiss. He starts grinding his hips.
I hold his ass and pull him up my length until only the tip is inside. Then I push him down, thrusting up simultaneously.
Oliver yells in pleasure. “Fuck you’re so deep!” His mouth moves, trying to make more words, but fails.
I let myself take some control, thrusting from the bottom as he picks up the pace. His movements are frenzied, wild.
The slick sounds of my dick moving inside him and our skin clapping together are the only sounds in the room. The smell of us combined is my heaven. He leans back, supporting himself on my thighs.
He bounces on my dick, sweat coating his body, his eyelashes fluttering against his cheeks.
I rub a finger roughly against his hole, wanting to feel our bodies coming together as one.
“Yes, do that again,” he says, breathless.
I pull him down again, mouthing at his neck, needing more contact. The heat of our skin reminds me to protect my fragile, little human.
I move my finger over the sensitive skin of his hole again.
“So good,” he murmurs against my neck.
I adjust my hips with every thrust until Oliver goes pliant against me. I hit his prostate with every hard, desperate push, focusing on his pleasure.
Oliver leans back again, moving faster.
I want to possess him. I want to kiss those red, swollen lips until he can only say my name. I want to consume him until he doesn’t remember anything anymore. I want to stay inside himuntil he can’t move.
Fuck, I bring my hands back down to the bed, fisting the sheets hard until they rip off the edges of my mattress.
Oliver doesn’t pay it any attention, moving faster and faster. He clutches his dick with one hand.
I swat his hand away and take it in mine. I match the movement of my hand with his pace, jerking him off. One, two, and he’s coming on my chest with a loud groan.
He falls forward, his body going limp.
I wrap my arms around him, keeping him close, warm, safe. He's safe. He's here. No one can hurt him.
He mouths my neck gently, then moves up to my jaw. “You can continue,” he whispers.
