I was beyond playing. I needed him or else I might do something I’d live to regret. Like begging on my hands and knees for every hefty, thick, satisfying inch he had to offer.
“I want that dick,” I rasped, my voice rough with my uncontrollable desire for this man, slipping my fingers between my legs and dredging them through my abundant cream. “I’ll do anything for it.”
My answer caused him to jerk even harder. “Are you wet enough for me, Cat? You think you’re ready to take all of this,” he slid his hand along the impressive length of his swollen shaft, using the circle of his fingers to massage the tip, “Inside of you?”
“Yesss, Ace,” I purred, my fingers eagerly working my clit, already on the verge of an intense orgasm. “I want it so bad. Nice and hard. As hard as you can give it to me. Please, Ace. I need you inside me.”
A look of sheer predatory delight crossed his handsome features. “Oh, it’ll be hard, babe. But it won’t be nice,” he warned in his rumbly, deep voice.
“Good. I don’t want you to be nice,” I told him, finding a sexual confidence I’d never possessed before. “I want it as rough as you can give it to me.”
Ace inhaled sharply. “You don’t know what you’re asking for.”
This time it was my turn to smile. “And I won’t, until you give me what I asked for. What I want more than anything!”
CHAPTER 16
Ace
Cat was going to be the death of me. But, oh man, what a way to go!
My dick had never been so hard. My desire to fuck a woman never so strong. So urgent. It was like when I turned into a wolf, only my mind remained of the man I once was. But, right now, I was more animal than man. Ready to hunt, track, and consume my prey whole as soon as I got her within my eager grasp.
The taste of her pussy was still on my tongue, but it was fading. I needed a reminder of the tang of it again.
Towering above her diminutive frame, I lorded over her like a conquering warrior, before her lush, supple curves. Placing my roughened palms on the insides of her knees, I added pressure and easily spread them further apart.
Dipping my head between her sleek, smooth thighs, I began to feast. From the first moment I touched my tongue to the folds of her sex, I was both lost and found. I wasn’t gentle. I slurped herpussy, licked the juices along her seam, and teased her clit with my tongue. In what felt like seconds, she began to moan, wildly pulling my hair and riding my face like she was in the rodeo.
Her engorged clit was a hard little pebble on my tongue. I knew it would take mere seconds to break her, but this time, I wanted to be inside her when she did. I brought her closer and closer to the edge, each time pulling back, then building her up, before letting her cool down all over again.
Soon, her pleas were nearly incomprehensible. She needed to come. I could hear it in her voice. Feel it in the tension of every one of her muscles.She was frantic with need.
I rose up over her, planting myself between her straining thighs. Propping myself up on one arm, I grasped my dick with my free hand and began tracing the outline of her pussy lips with my swollen cockhead. She squirmed beneath me, jutting her hips forward, trying to snag my length in her eager entrance.
Denying her, I ran my dick between the folds of her cunt. Rocking against her slick sex, I nudged her engorged clit with each stroke, stoking her to greater heights with each teasing touch.
“Oh, God! Oh, God! Pleeeease!” Cat begged, her whole-body trembling with urgency to disintegrate into sheer and absolute bliss.
“That’s right, baby. Beg for it! Beg for my cock!” I demanded, like the cruel and merciless deity I was portraying.
When I feared I’d pushed her too far and that Cat might transition into her wolf form as a result, I decided to give my mate what she’d pleaded so prettily for. Lining up my slickenedcock with her hot hole, I tested the tight opening, reveling in the lubricated heat of her passage.
Pressing my palm into her hip to hold her in place, I shifted my trajectory and thrust. The first inch was pure bliss. The second was fucking hell. The pleasure was so extreme, it felt akin to torture. Her cunt was so hot, wet, and tight, it was like I was squeezing my dick into a wetsuit five sizes too small. But I didn’t care. No matter what it took, I’d make it fit. One way or another, my mate would have my seed planted deep inside of her tonight.
“Fuck!” I groaned, as I slowly drove my massive member further into her taut core. Her slippery channel convulsed and gave into the sheer force of my shaft inch by inch, stretching it to absolute capacity.
Her hands, braced against my chest, as she tried to absorb the pain of the constant burning stretch of my cock, but it was a lost cause. I had no doubt it was going to hurt more before it got better.
Kissing her forehead, I soothed, “Easy, baby. One last good push, and I’ll be all the way in.”
Cat lifted her chin. With lust glazed golden-brown eyes, she pleaded, “I need you, Ace. Don’t stop. I need every inch of you inside me.”
Wrapping my hand around her tiny waist, I anchored her in place as I snapped my hips upward. My cock missiled into her clenching channel. The sensation was like coming home. The only place I ever wanted to be for the rest of my life.
I heard Cat cry out and I swallowed her pain into my mouth as I kissed her. Then, I began to stroke. Agonizingly slow at first. All the way out. All the way in. Again. Again. Drinking downher keening cries. With every thrust, I built my pace, faster and faster. Propping myself onto both palms, I began drilling back and forth into the sweetest pussy I’d ever known.
My knot throbbed with the need to get fully inside of her. My teeth began to grow, urging me to bite into her neck. However, as tight as her tiny cunt was, I was afraid if I knotted her this first time, it would be too much. That I might tear her apart. Cat might not be a virgin, but she’d never been with a ware before. We were going to have to work up to my knot, no matter how much I might want to jam that tingling, pulsing mass of nerves inside her pussy tonight.
