A muffled whimper escapes me as I nod, and Elliot curses.
“Fuck, you really were made for me,” he whispers, pressing a lingering kiss to my throat.
“If you want this, I need you to listen,” he says, stroking into me lazily. “I need you to promise me you’ll do what I tell you.”
I open my mouth to agree, but my words are stunted by the sweet heat of his dick dragging in and out of me, and in the end, I can only nod.
“Have you done this before?” he asks.
I shake my head, and I can feel his wolf rise in excitement. “It’ll be easier if you come a few times first. Your body will relax.”
“What about lube?” I ask.
“It’s alright,” he whispers, drawing his dick out of me before thrusting back inside. “We won’t need it.”
My heart starts to hammer, and my words clump together, jostled by the sensation of his piercing rubbing my insides.
“But..how…” I breathe.
Elliot’s arms come around me, pressing my chest to his as his stroke deepens.
“You’re going to get this dick nice and wet,” he growls in my ear. “Can you do that for me, baby?”
His movement increases, working an orgasm from between my legs before I can even answer. It rolls through me in one big wave, streaming out until I can feel the heat pooling between us.
“Good girl,” he whispers, slipping free and turning me over. “I want two more.”
He pushes back inside, and I come again, this time with the help of his fingers as he circles my clit in slow synchronization with his hips.
After the waves stop, his fingers find my ass, and he doesn’t ask before pushing them into me. He never does. But I don’t mind, he knows what I like.
The sensation is overwhelming, and I come to the sounds of Elliot quietly grunting my name before releasing me.
I don’t have to look to know that he’s shifting behind me. I can feel his power growing as the wolf steps to the front, and when I glance back, he is all abs and black fur, standing with the toy at the ready.
He slips the toy in seamlessly, my body used to the stiff silicone, but Elliot hesitates as he kneels behind me.
“You sure about this, baby?”
My body is hot, and my hunger swells with every minute he delays.
“I need it,” I say plainly.
“Okay. But if you don’t use your safe word, I’m throwing this away,” he threatens.
I ignore him and wiggle my hips, pushing back and forcing his head into me by an inch.
He hisses in response, hand landing on my ass with a burning sting.
“Fuck. Lean forward.”
I do as he says, planting my elbows into the mattress as the pressure builds.
“Breathe for me,” he directs, and I do. Steady, even breaths as Elliot begins an achingly slow progression past the pucker of my asshole.
“Elliot…” I whimper.
He answers me with a kiss to my spine, but he doesn’t stop.
