Page 19 of Filthy Fae

Darrel turned and threw his head toward the forest. He was asking if I wanted to leave before the rain came, but I didn’t want to go anywhere.

Instead of leaving, I started my change, feeling my bones shift and stretch. My skin itched and ached as fur pulled in through my pores. Darrel changed beside me until he was stretched out naked at my side. Another drop of cold water hit me, this time on my chest and sliding down over my peaked nipple.

“You said there were three parts to stress relief,” I told him.

He grinned. “Did I?”

I ran my fingers over the hard muscles of his chest, reaching up to his neck and shoulders before working my way down. By the time I touched his cock, it was as ready for me as I was for it. I grasped his rigid length, marveling at the size of him as I always did.

I crawled my way down, my knees sinking into the mud. Darrel let out a low groan as I took the head of his cock in my mouth. I rolled my tongue over the soft skin, and he sucked in a breath. I’d never done this before, but some part of me instinctively knew how to draw him deeper into my throat, having his length fill me in a very different way.

“Scarlet,” he growled as fingers threaded through my hair. The sound of his pleasure and feel of his warm, thick length inside me sent heat licking up my core. My folds slickened, and my legs shook with desire as my mouth moved, taking him deeper.

He moaned again as I picked up my pace. “Come here,” he whispered through harsh breaths. “Come up here.”

My wolf preened, begging me to submit to his call. Pulling him out of my mouth, I looked up the length of his body, taking in his half-lidded eyes. “Do you want me to stop? I love this.”

He blew out a breath, his eyes shining with his wolf. “You love it?”

Leaning in, I licked the tip of his cock, making him suck in a sharp breath.

“How did I get you in my life?” he growled, and then he was pulling me onto him. His lips found mine, tugging me into a gentle kiss as his hands slid down my back with raindrops pattering over us. His hands moved lower, cupping my bottom and pressing my throbbing clit against his rigid length. His tongue slipped between my lips and caressed mine as his hands moved still lower, supporting my weight and spreading me open. My walls clenched in anticipation as cool water sluiced down my back and between my spread cheeks.

I gave a little moan of encouragement, but his fingers stayed where they were instead of filling me. I squirmed against him, needing relief for the craving building inside me. Slowly, Darrel pulled away, a tiny smile tugging the corners of his lips. “I’m going to roll you over, baby.”

My wolf urged me to obey, urged me to obey anything he wanted from us, but she didn’t need to. I was already turning over, lying on top of him with his cock pressed between my ass cheeks. Cool rain washed over my face, into my open lips, and down my body. The cold water contrasted with the hot body below me and the heat pulsing between my legs.

Darrel’s hands slid around my hips, one of them dipping over my mound and between my thighs. I gasped, parting my legs as his fingers opened me, slicking through my wet folds. He sank one finger deep into me, and I arched my back and pushed my head against his shoulder. My ass ground against his rigid cock, and he growled low in his throat, plunging another finger into my opening.

“You did love having your mouth around me, didn’t you?” he moaned into my ear.

He moved faster, pulsing his fingers inside me while I gyrated against his shaft. My wetness coated his length, making his cock slick, and he groaned as he slid his cock up and down my crevice.

“Scar,” he murmured, “Are you ready?”

“Yes,” I panted, arching back against him.

He spread my sex open, and I grasped his cock, guiding the head to my entrance. “Now.”

He pressed forward, gliding his hugeness into me. With a gasp, I arched my back, giving him deeper access. When he was buried to the hilt inside me, he grasped my hips, guiding me up and down while he thrust into me from behind, filling me to the brim with each pass. He moved faster and faster, driving his thick length into me until I was gasping for breath. I murmured words of encouragement, moving my hips in rhythm with his. Waves of pleasure spiraled through me as he plunged into me.

“Oh, oh, I’m going to—” I gasped, not able to hold on another moment. He thrust into me harder still, and I let myself go, my walls clenching around him as an orgasm gripped my body, exploding through me. Darrel’s hips locked against my ass, and a flood of liquid warmth filled me as he came. Tremors shivered through me as I caught my breath, cold water trickling down my face.

We lay there for a few minutes until he pulled out and I rolled over on his chest. He wrapped his arms around me.

“Aren’t you cold?” I asked.

He’d been lying in the mud this whole time, shielding me from it. But he shook his head. “Are you?”

“No,” I said, nestling against his muscular chest. “Can we never leave?”

“We can’t really head home until the rain lets up,” he said before kissing my forehead. “If we stay any later than that, though, Lance will have the National Guard looking for us.”

He was right, damn it. But I also wasn’t exaggerating. I never wanted to leave this spot with Darrel. At least, that was how I felt at this moment. For these few precious seconds that we stole together, the world was perfect, and he was perfect. My wolf was content and feeling both protected and cherished for the first time in a very long time.

“I’m so crazy about you, Darrel,” I whispered. “You know that, right?”

His hands combed through my hair. “I know that.”