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Caelon

Thursday, July 17th - The After Party

Hand in hand we walk back to my cabin, somewhere that nobody has ever been in except for myself. My heart is racing. So many thoughts run through my mind when I think about what’s coming next. Earlier was all instinct and desire. But now? Now, we have all the time in the world to explore each other.

The front door creaks as I push it open, flipping the light on and bathing the room in a warm glow. Everything is exactly how I left it this morning, but I can’t help but look at it differently. What is she going to think of my home? Will she like it?

Turning around to face her as I push the front door shut, I don’t have much to worry about. There’s only one thing she is looking at. And it’s not the things along my walls, the furniture in my living room, or what is on my shelves. No, it’s me as if the world around us is nothing more than a blank space.

Her pupils are blown as her hand slowly travels up my arm, her wolf’s eyes flashing the closer she moves towards me. Her arousal is thick in the air and I can only imagine how wet she is right now.

I walk slowly backwards, guiding her along as her hips sway. She licks her lips as her canines elongate. Pretty sure that her wolf is riding her really hard, which is fine with me.

My room illuminates with a flick of the switch. The king size bed sits on a hand-carved wood frame with a deep forest green comforter laid across it. My wooden nightstands with a simple lamp sit on each side. Black and white photos of our territory are hung along the walls, photos she would recognize if she was looking anywhere else but me.

As soon as we are both in the room, she pushes me towards the bed. Deciding she is done waiting, she scratches at the hem of my shirt, her hands frantically moving. Her claws scratching my abs, drawing a sting and possibly blood.

My hands clasp around her tiny wrists, binding them together. Her eyes flick up to mine, rapidly shifting between her wolf’s and her own.

“Slow down, Leni. We have all night and nothing but time.”

Her chest is rising and falling as her eyes look between her wrists and my hands. Letting go of her wrists, I hook my thumb under her chin as my fingers clasp around her head, tilting her chin up to me. Her soft, pillow lips are tender against mine as they dance together. My tongue licks across the seam of hers, begging for her to open for me. They spread open and I dive in,swirling my tongue with hers as I walk us back towards the bed. Letting gravity guide us, we fall down on top of the mattress.

She breaks the kiss when she gasps and sits up, straddling my lap and my quickly hardening dick. Using my elbows, I move us until we are in the center of the bed.

Sitting up, I kiss down her jaw. Planting tender kisses along her neck until I reach the base. Elongating my canines, I scrap them against her skin as she moans. Biting down as if I’m going to mark her, only to pull them back. It’s my own form of torture, so close to marking, yet so far.

The flimsy strap of her dress snaps when I hook my finger around it and pull. She gasps as she looks between my finger and where the strap used to be. Without hesitating, I reach over and snap the other side, the top of her dress falling to expose the top of her breasts.

My claw sharpens as I run it down the front of the dress, ripping it wide open. Exposing the beautifully rose, beige skin beneath it. Like unwrapping a Christmas present, I tear open the dress, pushing it out of my way to reveal what I really want.

Her mouth is wide open as she pants, watching me unwrap her. The black lace bra and panties quickly fall beneath my claws, leaving nothing but her dusty pink nipples hardened to a peak and bare skin for me to explore.

“Calll…” she whines.

“Shhhh.”

Leaning up, I capture one of her nipples in my mouth, sucking and rolling my tongue around it. Her back arches, pushing it further into my mouth as my hand roams up her back twisting around the long strands of her hair. I know she loves when I pull it, tugging to force her to my will. Her hips rock gently against me, already working herself into a frenzy before we’ve even really started.

Popping off her nipple, I reach down and pull my shirt over my head. Her eyes widen, taking in my own skin as her hands roam across it. She pushes the rest of the dress off the bed as she puts her knees between mine. Hooking her shaking fingers around my belt and pulling it frees. She flicks open the button of my pants as I help her push them down. My dick springs up and slaps against my abs as I watch her eyes widen.

I don’t think I’ll ever get used to watching her reaction. Her face is so expressive, playing every thought she’s having without her needing to say it.

She licks her lips as she leans forward, her small hand wrapping around my dick. I hiss through my teeth, loving the feeling of her hand on it. It’s just tight enough without squeezing too hard. She slowly moves her hand up and down, as if she’s testing what I like. She lowers her mouth down, the flat of her tongue licking around the head. Her eyes watching me as I arch my back, my hands tightening on the comforter.

She wraps her mouth around the tip, lightly sucking before sucking harder.

“Fuck. Keep doing that and I won’t last much longer.”

She twists her hand down, lowering her mouth as she goes and it’s taking everything in me to lay here without thrusting up. It feels so good and all I want to do is fuck her mouth, chasing the feeling. She repeats it, moving up and down while twisting her hand. Each time she goes down she applies a little more pressure with her mouth and hand.

I can feel my orgasm building, I don’t think I’ll last. I’m about to say something when she pops off of me, a wide smile across her face, licking her lips like she just sucked on the best lollipop. She moves to straddle my hips again, this time there’s nothing between us. No barrier between her pussy and my dick as she settles down on top of it. Her slick coating my dick as she slowly rocks along it, further coating it as she moans at the feeling.

She bends down bringing her lips back to mine as she continues to rock her hips. It’s torture. She’s so close, between the heat and the slick, I’m so close to losing control. To make it worse, she rolls all the way to the tip, letting it slip inside before rolling back down. Over and over she does this, until I’m a panting mess underneath her. My skin is tingling, my balls are drawn up, I’m on the edge of coming and we haven’t even fucked yet.

The next time she slides the tip in, I don’t hesitate, my will to sit still is long gone. Thrusting up, we both moan as her heat wraps around me. Her back arches as her head falls back. We sit for a second just absorbed in the feeling of satisfaction from just this alone. My already swelling knot sitting nestled against her opening. Just begging for me to thrust up a bit further, something I have every intention of doing this time.

Pulsing my hips, her eyes snap to mine as they practically glow. Oh, her wolf is more in control now.