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Story: Mate to the Alpha Predator
He bared her breasts, letting go of the clothes to bunch around her waist. High, rounded globes with hardened pink-tipped nipples filled the line of his vision.
"Perfect." The guttural groan tore from his throat before his head lowered and his lips covered the nub, sucking it into his mouth.
"Jesus," Ismena's eyes rolled back into her head, she panted in harsh breaths as an exquisite pleasure that cannot be described worked its way down her body in a volcanic rush.
He sucked hard. And fast. And ravenously.
Each tug she felt at her cunt until the ache there was almost unbearable for her.
"Wolfariane...!" She gasped, drawing her shoulders in and pushing her chest backward in an effort to pull her sensitive breast away from his seeking mouth.
But, his lips held on, his hand going behind her back to pull her closer to him until she was plastered to his body completely. Letting go of the left nípple with one last hard tug, his head moved over to the right one. His lips covered the puckered flesh.
"Oh, God! Oh-my---Gawd!" She cried out as he drew from her as a man will hungrily sip from his favorite wine.
He sucked and licked and tugged and laved and nibbled until her body melted into his completely like candle wax, soft moans spewing from her throat.
Then, his hand snaked down, underneath the long dress that has ridden up her thighs. He pushed it up until it was bundled up her waist like the rest of the clothing, then, his hand touched her wet cotton panties.
"Fuck..." He groaned out loud. She was drenched. His hand caressed her clít
She jerked like she'd been electrocuted, a shudder moving through her body. With a simple tug, he tore the panties obstructing his way and cupped her pussy.
"You are soaked for me." He whispered into her ear, "Do you moisten for just anybody, Ismena? Do you cream your panties for every male out there?"
Ismena moaned softly, her cheeks flaming at his erotic words. She buried her face into his chest, pressing the aching part of her to his hand. "N-No, never." She breathed.
The wolf howled with pleasure, as satisfied as the man. "How bad do you want me?" He needed to hear it. They needed to hear it.
She shook her head against his chest, "Please," It embarrassed and aroused her, these intimate questions he was asking her.
She wanted nothing more than for him to ease the ache down there, but he isn't doing more than cupping her there. She tried to move her hips in an attempt to find that relief, but his other hand at her back moved to her hips and he stilled her movement.
"I need to hear you say it," Another whisper of hot air to her ear caused her to shiver. "Tell me from that pretty mouth of yours that is swollen from my kiss, how badly you want me to touch you down there... how badly you want me to feed your hungry womanhood with my fingers."
He paused, staring hungrily at that sensitive vein on her neck that calls to the deepest part of him. "Tell me how badly you want me to make you cum, Ismena."
"Oh, G-God...!" She gasped, shaking her head shyly against his chest. More wetness sipped from her body to his hand, tearing a growl from his throat.
He is almost suffocating with the scent of her arousal in the air, his cock as hard as granite.
"Say it." His calm tone belied the burning volcano he was feeling, his control on a tight leash. Tight enough, that he can risk a lick of her enticing neck. And so he did.
His head pressed closer to her neck, he buried his nose there and inhaled her sweet scent—without the smell of death—into his system. Then, his tongue darted out and licked THAT spot.
A sharp scream tore from her mouth into the night as waves of tsunamic pleasure cascaded through her body, threatening to bury her under its turbulence. "My God, Oh God! Please, oh please, I c-can't...!"
He licked, again.
She broke. "Touch me...! Make me cum..! Pleeeeeeease!!!" She cried out, unable to hold it in any longer.
Her body practically shook like a vibrating spring in his arms, harsh pants tearing from her throat as she went even wetter than she already is.He is killing her...! "Please, touch me! I want your fingers inside me...! I want your d-dick inside me! Fuck me...!"
The wolf roared inside him, and the man lost his sense of reasoning at that moment.
He raised a shaky leg from the ground to his waist, giving more room for him to settle better between her legs, he left it wrapped around his waist and returned his hand to that weeping part of her and plunged a fat finger into her.
Ismena sobbed at the pleasure of it while Wolfariane let out a muffled groan to her neck at the intimate feel of her. Even with all those liquids, she squeezed his finger hungrily like her body wanted to keep him there.
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