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The fact that she was so turned on from just my touch definitely did it for me, my cock aching between my own legs, and for the first time in our few couplings, I felt delicate fingers encircle me, squeezing slightly.
“Fuck,” I hissed in shock, moving away from her mouth to support myself against the wall of the shower. I certainly hadn’t expected that, and just the movement nearly took my breath away. Little jolts of electricity shot through me, sending my inner wolf into a frenzied but very happy spiral.
“Did I do something wrong?” Ayla said, eyes wide.
“No, not at all,” I said, pulling myself together. “That was justperfect.”
“Good,” she murmured, a wicked glint coming to her eye.
Oh, my mate was a mischievous one, that was for sure, and never one to back down from a challenge. I loved that about her. We were meant for each other: the push, the pull, the meeting each other halfway whenever we could.
Fire took over my veins as I turned my attention back to fingering her, sliding over her increasingly slippery folds. It wasn’t exactly easy considering how well she was working me,twisting her wrist as she shuttled up and down my cock, but I managed.
Thankfully, the higher I wound up Ayla, the more her rhythm on me sputtered, until her hand dropped entirely so she could cling to my arms. I didn’t mind the moment’s reprieve, however, as it allowed me a chance to calm down and focus solely on her pleasure.
What a wonderful thing to focus on. She was bright pink, lips swollen, chest heaving. I loved watching her come apart, and I especially loved that I was the one to do it to her, that I was the only one to have ever done such an intimate act for her.
I'd have liked to say that I took my time, that I made her cum on my fingers and then my mouth, but there was only so much hot water, and I'd the feeling that as soon as she climaxed, her legs would go to Jell-O. As gratifying as that would be, I thought it was important that both of us would be relatively able-bodied while on the wet tile.
“Are you ready for me, baby girl?” I said, leaning forward to lick up her neck, the water tasting delicious against her own natural scent.
“Yes, please, please, stop making me wait.”
Well, if the lady was going to ask so politely…
“All right, then, hold on.”
“Wha—”
I lifted her upward, resting her back against the tiled wall to help. Her arms around my shoulders, she also wrapped her legs around my waist, stabilizing herself.
“That’s my girl,” I growled, biting at her shoulders, loving the way she shivered against me. But I wouldn’t let myself go near her mating gland. Not yet. The day when my mate let me finally complete our bond would be a special one, so I'd wait for it, even if my teeth ached to sink into it and release the hormones waiting just beneath.
Instead, I just sank into her, letting her incredible heat envelope me. If the world was hazy before then, it was all but washed away as I sheathed myself fully within her, her walls gripping me as they always did.
“Gods,” she cried, tilting back so the crown of her head rested against the wall as well. “You feel so good.”
“Just you wait,” I murmured, licking and biting along her collarbones, knowing any marks I made would fade long before anyone could see them. “It’s going to feel even better.”
I drove into her, pulling her up off my length, then nearly slamming her back down. It was far rougher, far wilder, than anything we’d ever done together, but judging by the noises Ayla was making and the sounds escaping her mouth, she was more than into it.
“F-f-fuck!” she sputtered after one particularly feral thrust. “Like that! Give me more!Please, give me more!”
As much as I loved her begging, I wanted her so drained that using a complete sentence was beyond her. Summoning all of my strength, I did just as she asked, giving her all I could muster and more.
Between the water, our bodies, and the rising passion between us, I was surprised my bathroom didn’t just vaporize into a full cloud of steam. Everything was unchecked heat and frenzied desire, both of us satisfying our wild sides with each other.
Ayla’s nails were in my back, and her cries were raining down from her lips like a song. My thighs were screaming from my thrusts, but I loved the burn. It added the perfect edge of pain to my unchecked pleasure, sharpening it, making it that much sweeter.
It was perfect. Blindingly perfect. Yet it grew that much better when Ayla began to flutter around me in that telltale way she did whenever she was on the edge. Gritting my teeth, I wasdetermined to push her right over it before I went, so I could feel her milk me dry once more.
Fuck, I loved her. I really loved her. She was the perfect match to me. The answer to the call I didn’t know my soul had been making. So, when she finally cried out her climax, she yanked me right along with her just as I knew she would, and we fell into ecstasy together.
I roared as I came into her, burying myself to the hilt while my hips pulsed in furtive little movement. Gods, I was never going to get over how it felt when she was holding me in her wet embrace.
We stood there for several moments, breathing hard as fatigue set in. But as boneless as I felt, I managed to support her until she was ready to get down, then finish washing us of the filth of the day.
It was a sweet, easy punctuation to everything, a simple domesticity we hadn’t been able to share before. I was pleased that Ayla didn’t object, allowing me to gently towel her dry, lead her to my bed, then tuck her in.
