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“If that’s what you want, I vow to the Luna I won’t. I won’t hurt you at all, baby. If this is what you want, I’ll make you feel good.”
In answer, I glance at his arm. “Drop them.”
He does.
Climbing out of his embrace, I quickly reach for the hem of my dress, discarding it in one frantic motion. I toss it away, knowing I’ll need it to cover me up in the morning, but for now…
“Get on your knees, Duke.” As soon as he does, I point at the ground. “Sit back on your heels.”
My need cranks up to eleven when I see how submissive this normally dominant male is.
Whether he realizes it or not, I’ve just gotten him in the perfect position for me to mount him. I figure, when this is all said and done, he can justify saying ‘yes’ to mating me because I did the actual work. Especially since he’s chained to the wall, there isn’t much of a choice unless I want to risk getting burned. Even if I did, no way will Duke allow it.
No. The only way to get this started is for me to climb up on him.
Just in case, I check with him as soon as it’s obvious what my intentions are. Looping one arm around his neck, I straddle his thighs, spreading my legs so that his bobbing cock is prodding my inner thigh.
“Is this alright?” I ask. “Do you mind if we do it like this?”
“You can do whatever you want to me. As far as I’m concerned, I’m still hallucinating. This can’t be real.”
It is, Duke. It is.
I grip his cock so that I can aim. It’s a little unnerving when I can’t close my fist around his girth, and if it wasn’t for the moon fever spurring me to do this, I think I would’ve wimped out entirely.
The second I work his head inside of my pussy, I almost do.
His eyes, a glazed-over gold, narrow on my when I stiffen. “Trish, baby… you don’t have to do this. If the moon fever’s got its claws in you, I can make you feel good without mating. I can lick you and touch you until you’re ready to take this step.”
I’m ready now. I have to be. This is my only chance.
I push, and the head goes in. So does the first inch or two of his cock.
“No. I want this. It’s just… oh.” I knew there would be a little discomfort, a little resistance, but the pressure… it’s a lot. My body is primed to mate, both me and my wolf willing. That doesn’t change the reality that Duke is huge and I’m not. It’ll fit… I just need a second. “I’m okay.” Leaning forward a bit, I don’t feel as stuffed as before. I wiggle, and the slight panic ebbs as I sink further down on him. “It’s not as easy as I thought, but I’m okay.”
He brushes my hair out of my face. Duke’s watching me closely now, and there must be something he notices in the grimace I’m trying to hide that has his whole body going taut.
“Trish, baby… is this your first time?”
I don’t answer him. I’m afraid if I tell him that it is, he’ll stop me. Of course, if he changes his mind, I would climb off of him—but I’ve come this far. My wolf is telling me that is right. This moment with Duke, with the Luna out and the moon fever raging through me… it’sright.
I just need him to agree with me.
In my feverish brain, I decide that, if I can get seated, then start the actual mating, I’ll distract Duke from his question. Why I thought so, when Duke’s proven to be immovably stubborn in his own way, I have no idea, but that’s my plan.
I take another inch of his impressive cock inside of me before he shakes out the length of chain, getting it as far away as possible from me before he lays his hands on my hips. He doesn’t squeeze, but his gentle grip is enough to keep me exactly where I am. Half-pinned on his length with no relief in sight, he tilts his head back so that he’s staring at my eyes instead of my bare breasts.
“Trish… am I the first male you’ve ever mated?”
It’s a ragged whisper, his wolf finding his way out in his tone. There’s possessiveness there, undeniable need, too, and something I can’t quite put my claws on.
Whatever it is, it’s obvious that he won’t let either of us move a centimeter until I answer his question.
My hands are still on his shoulders. Taking care not to prick him with the claws I can’t retract, I knead the tense muscles. “Does it matter?”
Duke shudders. “It shouldn’t. Luna knows it shouldn’t. But I’d be a fucking liar if I said that it doesn’t make me feel some kind of way that you chose me for your first. I’ll take you anyway I can have you, Trish, but I’ve gotta know. If it’s your first time, I gotta do right by you. I gotta be careful.”
That’s exactly what I don’t want.
