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Story: Mate to the Alpha Predator
Unbiddenly, he imagined the way she will feel against his cock if she felt this way on a finger...and almost lost all control.
Shit. As quick as the thought came, he shut his head to it. Instead, he concentrated on the soft pleasurable moans leaving her mouth repeatedly as he thrust that finger in and out of her.
He pulled his head away from her neck to see her attractive face drugged in pleasure, her head pressed to the wall behind her, her eyes closed. Fuck, she is beautiful.
He couldn't resist taking that red, pouty lips into another kiss, and he didn't try. As he ravaged her mouth, he added another finger inside her, swallowing her muffled cries.
"Tight." He groaned into her mouth, his own cock weeping to be inside this woman. But he held on.
Her channel is too small, too narrow. She is too tight for a male his size.
Changelings are naturally more...endowed than humans. And he is more endowed than most changelings. No, she isn't ready for him and he isn't ready to see this pleasure on her face wane, replaced by pain.
So, he used his fingers. He truly began fucking into her then. Hard. Fast. Harder. Faster.
His fingers speared into her in a set rhythm, he gave her a glimpse of what it'll be like if he fucks her. Wild. Rough. Fast. Hard. Deep.
"Oooooooh...!" Ismena tore her lips from his, sobbing at the uncontrollable sensations dominating every part of her. She can feel the pressure begining to building inside her. "Oh, God!"
It wasn't gentle, it wasn't sensual.
It was coming for her like a volcano, Ismena doubted if she can bear something like that. Her heart was beating too fast in her chest, she knows for sure that her doctor will have a fit if he finds out she engaged in such heart-straining activity.
But, how was she supposed to know it will be like this? She has never had any sexual intimacy feel this good...this overwhelming.
His middle finger kneaded a sensitive part inside her that caused her eyes to water and made her cry out.
"Ah... Found you." He whispered to her lips. Then, he pressed harder at that place, kneading it ruthlessly.
"Aaaaaah!" She cried out, her hand grabbing holding of his and squeezing tightly, "I don't think I c-can... I don't t-think I can..."
She swallowed tightly, almost mindless with what he was doing to her, "My h-heart... I don't think I can... Jesus." She was blabbing, she couldn't help herself.
"Your heart can. You can. You will." He focused his attention on that angle and began forcefully thrusting his fingers there.
"Wolfe...!" Ismena came, screaming into the night.
Her body jerked, shivered, quickened, and jerked again. She tried to twist again from this overwhelming pleasure but his arm tightened around her, holding her closer to him. Her liquid bathed his fingers, trailing to his arm and down to his elbow.
"God," he groaned. He has never seen any sexier female, and he's had more than his fair share of females.
He battled himself, but not the mountain lion—that part of him was being too quiet.
This time, it's the wolf so close to the surface feeding him with the urge to half-shift, bury himself deep inside her, and to bite down on that sensitive vein in her neck to mark her completely as his.
He fought the urge. Badly. As he did so, he was still manipulating her crested body with his fingers until she was begging him to stop. His lips found a rosy nipple and he covered it with his mouth and sucked.
"Pleeeeeeease! Stoooop...! Oh God," Ismena was almost sure she wouldn't survive this experience. And, it's not about her bad heart this time around but the amount of pleasure he was assaulting her body with.
Her legs shook so much and buckled.
She would have fallen but his arm pressing her to the wall prevented that move. He didn't stop until she has ridden the last of the wave and slumped against him. Her body was like liquid, all the bones in her body felt melted.
That was when he gently withdrew his fingers from her heat and let go of her highly-sensitized nipple with a pop.
He raised his head and stared at her. Blue eyes held dazed, exhausted brown eyes. He raised his hand to his lips and licked her essence.
She made a shy sound in her throat like a worn-down puppy at the sight of it, but she couldn't even get embarrassed. She was too exhausted.
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