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“When I’m through tasting this sweet little pussy, you and I are going to have a long discussion about what happens to naughty little wolves who try to eat their mates,”he threatened, and a cold chill raced down my spine.
“But I…”
“Shhh, little mate. Now come for me while you think about the spanking you have coming next.”
His tongue pressed firmly against my clit, teasing and taunting me with more pleasure. There was nothing I could do to stop myself from sailing over the edge into a red-hot realm of searing pleasure. It cut through me with wild abandon, surging like the tumultuous waves of the sea in the middle of a hurricane.
The sheer intensity drew me under, and my breath stuck in my lungs. It was as if I was drowning in the rolling waves of my own desire.
I came so hard it was as if my head was reeling alongside the stars in the sky. My mouth opened and a scream tore free. Agonizing bliss cut through me, and when it finally came time for my orgasm to quell, another one followed in its wake.
The current drew me along, my desire raging within me like the frothy white-water rapids of a wild river. The ecstasy ripping through me felt like a relentless current, sweeping me away from the shores of reason and drowning me in a sea of unquenchable need. My passionate need carved a path through my soul like a river cuts through stone, leaving me entirely helpless within its searing hot embrace.
He didn’t stop at two orgasms.
He forced me into a third.
I screamed and writhed through that third orgasm, the painful dregs of the first two combining with the third. It was as though I was balanced on the edge of a knife, pain and pleasure at war inside of me.
I knew which one was going to win.
I rode the rolling waves of pleasure until they were nothing more than water lapping at a sandy shore. By the time I came down, my body was shaking, and my breath was ragged, my heart beating as though it was in the back of my throat.
“That’s only the beginning, little wolf.”
He drew backwards, and I could see the sheen of my wetness on his lips. He leaned in closer, and I held my breath. The anticipation hung in the air, a charged energy that sent shivers down my spine. His lips brushed against mine, and I lost myself in his kiss. It felt as if time itself had slowed, granting us the gift of an eternal moment in which our souls intertwined as one.
The taste of myself was stark on my tongue.
The flavor of my arousal was sweet. It reminded me of ripened berries on a clear summer’s day, fresh and potent and altogether me. There was the slightest hint of salt as his tongue pressed into my mouth and danced with mine.
When he eventually drew away, I released a tiny sound of disappointment. The wicked grin that graced his face erased it at once, and I shivered.
“I think it’s time I put you over my knee, my sweet mate.”
I trembled, opening and closing my mouth to protest his pronouncement, but nothing came out. It was as if my words had all but disappeared.
I knew why, too.
I wanted him to spank me.
Then I wanted him to punish me with his cock.
When he sat down, my body started moving of its own accord. I didn’t think as I slid off the bed and pressed my feet to the floor. Each step towards him made my heart thrum with nervous energy, and when he reached his hand out towards mine, my arm lifted to meet his. When my fingers brushed against his, an electric bolt of pleasure surged straight down to my clit.
“I think you should take your nightshirt off for me, little one,” he ordered, the cadence of his voice hard yet somehow still tender. My nipples hardened underneath the fabric, and a shiver raced down my spine. He looked back at me expectantly, his hard gaze meeting mine with firm intent.
With a slow, deliberate movement, I reached down and grasped the hem of my nightshirt, feeling the fabric slide against my skin as I pulled it up and over my head. I cast it aside, my breath catching, and I couldn’t help but glance down at him. His eyes were locked on me, dark and hungry, his desire evident in every heated gaze, making every nerve in my body come alive.
He reached out for my hand again, and I took it.
Gently, he pulled me forward so that I lay over his lap, his hard muscled thighs firm beneath my belly. Carefully, he edged me forward so that my bottom was arched upwards at an angle, leaving me vulnerable to his firm hand. My pussy clenched and I sighed, every inch of my body buzzing with fiery heat.
My pussy throbbed, but all of my attention was focused on my naked globes, waiting for him to begin. When his fingers brushed against my skin, I stiffened for the briefest of seconds before I relaxed.
I knew I was safe with him. I always had been.
When his fingers gripped my left cheek a little roughly, a soft gasp escaped my lips. When he let it go and smoothed his hand over my bare flesh, goosebumps broke out all over, visible evidence of just how much of an effect he was having on me. An involuntary, breathy moan sounded all around me, and I was so much in my head that I eventually realized that it had been me.
