"Yeah? You good? Need to slow down?"
"Don’t you dare," I hiss.
Water isn't exactly the best lubricant, but it's enough in this case, given that he's been playing with my hole and getting me all loose and open, teasing me with his fingers and driving me crazy. Plus, I'm a werewolf. I accommodate to the stretch and burn easily, and now all I feel is good.
"Fuck, Marlow," I pant, my arms wrapping around his shoulders as I try to pull him closer. His skin is slick with water and sweat, and I almost lose my grip on him as I feel every inch of him slide in and out of me. "Harder. More."
But Marlow doesn't seem to get the hint. He sets a steady pace, holding me in place as he leans down to capture my lips in a bruising kiss.
"Marlow," I groan against his lips, "Need more. If you don't—"
He arches an eyebrow, and I want to wipe that smug look off his face, mostly by kissing him stupid. "Are you going to threaten to claw me again?"
"No." I have a better idea. "But if you don't give me what I want, I may not let you do this again for a very long time."
Marlow's hips twitch and falter, which isn't exactly what I'm after but seems like a good sign. I've got his attention. Finally, he's realizing not to mess with me.
"You're bluffing," he accuses.
"Do you really want to find out?"
"…Touché."
The demon pulls nearly all the way out before driving himself home with one powerful thrust that takes my breath away. Finally, it's exactly what I desire, so good my words fail me and breathy noises are the only thing escaping my lips.
Huh, he was right, it does sound like I'm purring.
I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him even closer as he drills into me hard and fast, leaving me powerless to do anything except feel every snap of his hips in and out. Marlow finds the perfect angle, adjusting until I shout helplessly and shudder with every thrust as he nails my prostate, making stars dance behind my eyelids.
"Yes, like that," I murmur. "Oh god, I'm close."
"Are you gonna come apart for me, big bad wolf?" Marlow's hand closes around my cock, stroking me fast in time with his quick thrusts. The water splashes as he moves, a few droplets even landing on my chest and I gasp and pout up at him when I feel the cold there.
"Hey!"
"Let me make it better." He grins and leans down, blowing on the water that landed on my chest, and my cock jumps in his hand. God, he plays my body so well. If he's not my mate, Marlow Maddox will be the death of me.
But I can't even care, not when he makes me feel this amazing.
"Come for me, big bad wolf," he demands.
I can't resist, my body obeys his request. Definitely gonna be the death of me.
The world goes white, stars exploding behind my eyes as I come, and I scream out his name. The entire Concordia police force could surround us right now and I'd barely even notice.
Marlow thrusts into me one last time and finds his own release. He drops down, collapsing on top of me.
"Fuck, the water really is cold," Marlow says after a few moments. He shoves at my side. "Move over."
I scoot up on the rock and make room for him. Getting warm isn't the only reason I melt into him, resting my head on his chest. It feels nice.
"Okay, you were right," he admits. “That probably wasn't the best idea. But if the alternative wasnotfucking you as soon as possible, I made the right decision, didn't I?"
…Can't argue with that logic.
"That's what I thought," he says triumphantly when I don't protest.
We'll need to brave the chilly water eventually and wash off, erasing every trace of what we've just done. For now, I'm in no hurry.
