“You’ll get your turn, baby.” His voice is all warm air against my skin. “I’d love to have you do that to me.”
Well if that doesn’t have me wanting to do it even more... That thought is abruptly put on hold by the first drag of his tongue up my seam.
“Oh…” The sound comes out of me on a wavering current of air that gets sharply pulled back in when he repeats the same motion. It comes out again on a small cry when I feel his hum of enjoyment reverberate through my core. “Fuck,” I pant.
“Mmm…” He groans again, indulging in another long lick.
Soon, I’m arching my back, rolling my hips to seek out more of his tongue, the burn of his scruff on my thighs, the vibrations of his growls.
Pushing at my knee, he opens my legs farther, and I oblige. I’m so immersed in the rapture, my hand comes up to squeeze my own breast as the other laces through the strands of his wild hair. I writhe, rubbing my sex in counter movements to his tongue. He continues licking me, his strokes brisk and steady and driving me almost to the brink before he readjusts his mouth to push his tongue right inside me.
“Shit!” I shudder as he starts pumping his tongue inside me.
“I need to hear it.”
“Hear what?”
“That you’re mine. That you want me,” he says.
“I want you, Wolf,” I cry out as his rhythm resumes and then pauses again.
“What else? Whose girl are you?” His breath is hot on my already hot and wet pussy.
“I’m yours.” My chest heaves, and my mouth goes dry as I breathe rapidly. The liquid heat pumps and churns through my lower belly; my blood flows through my body in an urgent rush. The rapture is climbing with stable traction, carrying me quickly to my peak, but I want Wolf inside me.
Wolf releases a deep and solid moan against my core, and it makes me shudder with the extra surge of arousal. He’s getting heated himself, but I protest when he yanks at the waistband of his pants, reaching down inside.
“No, don’t you dare,” I wheeze out on a weak breath as he starts to work his fist rhythmically inside his sweats.
“It’s fine, it’s fine,” he assures me between licks at my pussy that feels almost unbearably swollen now.
“No, I’m going to come and I want?—”
I don’t get to finish my request as Wolf sits up and rocks back on his heels, grabbing my waist in his huge hands to pull me with him. He’s careful with laying me down on the blanket, but once I’m on my back, my hands are pinned above my head, my wrists locked together with the use of only one of Wolf’s hands. The heat of the campfire is closer now, warming my skin, the flames dancing in the deep forest of his green eyes.
My body quivers from being pulled from the precipice, and my husband’s eyes rake down my body as he reaches between us. After positioning himself, he pushes inside with one stroke, stretching me and widening my walls as he goes. I’m moaning and gasping as he fills me up, staring me down with lust and determination colliding in his eyes. Letting go of his shaft, his fingers find my clit as he begins to move, slowly at first.
“You’re mine, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” I groan from the back of my throat as his dick moves deeper inside me, and he picks up the pace. “I’m yours, Wolf.”
He nods. “You’re my wife…” His breathing becomes ragged as his body works mine over, thrusting hard.
“Mmm…yes. Oh god, harder….”
His thrusts are coming in sharp pummels, and it’s so different this time than the first. With Wolf’s intense stare penetrating mine and the possessive conduct makes it rawerand more intense. And I love it. I love being so wanted and desperately claimed by someone… By my husband.
He’s driving in deep now, hitting the back of me and filling me so full that every inch of my insides is feeling the friction. being stimulated and stoked as my orgasm rapidly builds.
“Fuck! Molly…” Wolf grunts with his jaw locked tight, then he roars before he brings his mouth down over mine, stifling the deep sound.
One or two more passes, and I feel my fuse reach its end. My orgasm rushes and ripples through me like a shockwave, and I scream into Wolf’s mouth, my back bowing off the blanket and pressing my chest into his as he rams into me, fucking me through our climax.
Each breath scrambles to replace the last as my chest billows with the effort. I feel dizzy and my throat is dry. Wolf’s forehead rests against mine, and I brace myself as he carefully pulls out of me. He sucks in a breath with the withdrawal and lets it out in a whoosh before settling next to me and pulling me close. Still catching his breath, he dots kisses down my jaw and my neck. He brushes a sweaty strand of hair off my forehead. Tender, caretaking Wolf is back.
I let my eyes find the stars and breathe in the scent of Wolf’s closeness as I wait for my world to decelerate. As my blood slows, and my air supply returns, I start to shiver, despite being so near the fire.
“You’re cold.” Wolf immediately gets up.
