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Her smile is like the sun breaking through storm clouds, lighting up her face. “Thank you. I was so scared. Even more scared than when I… you know.”
“You don’t have to talk about it. You don’t even have to think about it.” I roll my hips, grinding myself against her, savoring the soft gasp that results. “This is all there is. You and me. Our bond. Say it.”
“This is all there is,” she whispers, meeting my gaze, and now there’s no longer fear or weakness in her voice. Her wolf is responding to mine, rousing in response to me. The way she’s meant to.
“You and me.”
“You and me,” she confirms.
“Now, get on your knees and prove it.”
Something flickers in her eyes. Excitement, anticipation, and I harden further, further still, when she sinks to her knees, never breaking eye contact. I could drown in her eyes.
“That’s a good little wolf,” I whisper, my hands still buried in her hair. “Now, you’re going to show my cock how much you love it. You’re going to treat it so well, like the good little wolf you are. Aren’t you?”
Her plump lips glisten once she sweeps her tongue over them. “Yes.”
“You’re going to make sure I stay good and hard, so when it comes time to sink into your pussy, I am ready. Right?”
“Yes.”
“Get started.” My eyes are glued to her every move as she lifts her hands and begins unbuttoning, then unzipping my pants. I can’t help but sigh in relief when she frees me—I was seriously starting to think I’d either break the zipper or break my dick soon.
She takes me in one hand, wrapping her fingers around my shaft, and I shiver at her touch. Everything about her seems made for me, even this, the way her delicate, tapered fingers send shockwaves through me. I know she couldn’t have been very experienced before we met, if at all, so it must be the bond.
Regardless of the reason why, by the time she touches her tongue to my dripping head, my eyes damn near roll back in my skull. “Put it in your mouth,” I growl, pulling her hair slightly. “Take it all. I want you to take all of me.”
She moves slowly as if she’s taking it easy on herself, preparing herself. I’m afraid I’m not patient enough for that, and she gags when I shove myself inside. “You took too long,” I inform her, savoring the heat, the wetness, and the sense of controlling her completely. There’s nowhere for her to go, no way to fight me. I will always win. I hold her life in my hands, even now—with her nose crushed against my base and her mouth full, she can’t breathe unless I let her up for air. It shouldn’t please me the way it does, and I know that, but I don’t pull back, either. Not until her soft squeals turn to something louder, more urgent.
I pull back no more than an inch or two, enough for her to suck in air through her nose. Her eyes are full of tears, and somehow, even that’s good. I don’t want to hurt her, but for some reason, the possibility of it satisfies my wolf.
And it makes him want more, just like the rest of me does.
“Go on,” I murmur. “Just remember that if I’m not pleased, I’ll let you know.” And I laugh at her soft groan, but that doesn’t stop her, either. She’s determined. Whether it’s sheer pride or a desire to please me, she’s going to do this. My chest swells, spreading a new sort of warmth through me that has nothing to do with mating.
She is perfect for me. She is perfect, period.
And she’s set on impressing me, using her tongue along the underside of my shaft until I’m forced to grit my teeth and struggle to hold on. I’m already so fucking close, and there are so many more things I want to do. There’s so much more fun I want to have with her. She hasn’t yet begged me, and I need to hear her beg.
“Faster,” I grunt, moving my hips, meeting her downstrokes with my own. “That’s right. Show me how much you love it.” She moans, and an instant later, the scent of her arousal reaches me, lifting my balls, and setting off that familiar tingle at the base of my spine that signals the end is near. I push it back, fighting against it, determined to maintain control. Not yet, not yet, not nearly yet.
Instead of cresting, the wave evens out, and I let loose, holding her head in place, now fucking her face until saliva dribbles down her chin and her scent fills the room. She’s not whimpering anymore. She’s moaning with every thrust, every time I hit the back of her throat. If it wasn’t for her hands on my thighs, her nails biting into my flesh, I would think she was playing with herself.
