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"I thought you were busy," I declared before walking again and entering the grand living room where the culprit of the deep chuckle was splattered along my black couch.
Spread out in his naked splendor.
There was Onyx, chilling on my couch with two glasses of wine in his grasp - one being red while the other was white. A tray of chocolates from an extremely expensive box sat on the black marble coffee table. The gold and Tiffany blue hues matched my rare, custom-made Tiffany Co. rug that had hints of gold in the tiny, fuzzy fibers.
I could already see the glistening precum on his cock, leaving me to wonder if he jacked off when he got here or was simply aroused by my arrival.
"If you released your load on my carpet and are trying to cover it up with wine and chocolate, just know I'll kill you in your sleep," I announced.
"But we'd fuck first, right?" he questioned and offered the glass of my favorite blend of Moscato from Italy.
I answered by stripping out of my clothes until they were tossed somewhere in the hall and I stood there naked for him to admire. He whistled in approval as he checked me out as if this were his first time seeing me naked versus the multiple times he'd enjoyed every bit of me.
"Welcome home, Willow," he purred and looked down at his rock-hard cock. "Come sit down and relax with me."
He knew I'd make him suffer impatiently by drinking my glass of offered wine and having at least a chocolate or two before playtime began. A girl needed the energy to last with a man like him.
Wolf shifters’ stamina was rather dangerous for a human like me, but I never allowed that to stop me from pushing myself to the brink of insanity in the realms of ecstasy. If I benefited from it, trust me, I'd fight the urge to pass out for another round of good fucking.
I took my time walking to him. I always enjoyed the way his eyes watched in pure mesmerization. I loved what my body did to him, even if he hated it. The attraction we had for one another was from day one, the moment our eyes connected from the opposite sides of our cells.
He had been chained like me, those silver shackles cutting through his neck and wrists and leaving intense bruising. The way his piercing black eyes somehow illuminated under the full moon's rays drew me right in, just like they did now, only now they were surrounded by that ring of silver, his wolf enjoying the little show.
Just like back then, the wounds, scars, and bruises meant nothing to him. It didn't block the magnetism thrumming between us or take away from my accentual beauty. The one thing I owned about myself was this very body.
It may not have met the standards of my father, but it was able to get all the men in the pack riled up with just my presence. My ability to pull one in hadn't changed, but I'd cut back on it for the sake of those I truly wished to show that lustful side of myself.
Onyx somehow made the list.
Reaching his spread out legs, I couldn't help but lower down and lick the precum right off the head of that thick, veiny cock that would be leaving me begging for mercy by the end of the night. It was my way of teasing him -another thing he used to hate but now enjoyed marvellously.
These romantic moments always reminded me of those times. The moments when we’d despised each other, tossed hateful words at each other during the pure daylight for the world to know we would never be close to friends.
He was my enemy, the man who was forced to share captivity with me because my dad thought it would bring more torture in the days ahead. He was blinded from the hidden lust we had for one another.
The similarities of our circumstances that took weeks of imprisonment in shackles that burned our flesh and gave us nothing but suffering for us to weaken our walls of disgust and see how identical we were to one another.
I rarely admitted it to him, but he had been my saving grace back then, even if he was a pain in the ass. And now? Now he was someone I'd lay my life down for in a heartbeat, but I knew we'd be nothing more than whatever this was.
A fling. A friend with benefits. A human and her wolf beast.
Turning around, I lowered myself so his cock was pressed right against my pussy, wanting to tease him just a little longer. He clearly didn't mind as he offered my glass of wine and secured me on his lap.
"Before I ask what took so long," he began. "What are you thinking about?"
"How we despised each other years ago and here you are, sitting on my couch like you fucking own the damn thing, fully naked with wine and my favorite chocolates," I declared and called upon the rush of magic that began to levitate one of the white chocolate caramel filled bites in the air.
It took its time to reach me, but when it did, I opened my mouth and allowed it to drop in.
One bite had me moaning in pure satisfaction, enjoying how the smooth, sweet thickness of caramel oozed into my mouth and tingled all my mouth sensations while the white chocolate took its time to melt.
So fucking good.
"You like that, baby?" he practically groaned against my neck, leaving me to shiver before he whispered, "I like when you moan like that. Makes me want to cover you in that very chocolate."
"Please don't," I mumbled while keeping my eyes closed to continue my white chocolate fantasy thrumming in the walls of my mouth. I didn't continue until I was completely finished with the fine piece of delight and took a sip of the vintage Moscato that was still chilled.
"God. You know a way to a woman's heart," I declared.
