Page 37 of Bewitched by the Werewolf (The Bewitching Hour #5)

Tess lays sprawled on my bed and heaving with exhaustion from her first ride.

A lopsided smile curves her perfect lips as she reaches for me, her slim fingers slipping beneath my waistband.

I want to let her have her way with me, but I’m not exactly built the same as human men.

She’s been accepting of me so far, but once she sees the physical differences will she run?

Will she realize she doesn’t want the fantasy of her werewolf anymore?

I think I might die if she says no, if she runs from me in earnest. I can’t let her go. Not now that I’ve tasted her. Not now, when her arousal still lingers on my lips. The pull is too strong, too demanding. Letting her go would kill me. If she really wanted it, I would give it to her.

Every part of me is screaming to claim her, to bite her and bond us.

I still don’t understand how I can feel the pull with Tess.

Perhaps she is like Lottie, with some sort of non-human heritage we don’t know about.

It’s still so much to comprehend and so little is making logical sense right now.

I’m having to fight my instinct and slow down.

I have to talk to her first, at least about this one thing.

About my knot. She doesn’t yet know how mates form their bond, and I can’t do that without her knowing or without knowing for sure she is my mate.

“Wait a minute, Red. There’s something you need to know first.”

Tess stops fidgeting with my pants but doesn’t release me. She loops her fingers through my belt loops and looks up at me from her spot on the bed, her knees to either side, sitting like a sex dream right in front of me.

“What? It couldn’t be that you have a tiny dick. I felt that bad boy and it is anything but tiny.”

I laugh and crack a small smile. Running my fingers through her hair I pull it from its disheveled ponytail and let the strands sift through my fingers. I want to feel the strands running over my entire body, and maybe I will.

“It is definitely not tiny. Actually, it’s the opposite. It is larger than most human males, especially at the base,” I begin, leading into explaining what a knot is. “All male shifters have something more than others. It’s kind of like…well, it swells and...”

I trail off trying to find the words to delicately explain, gesturing with my hands to show the girth of it. Tess’s eyes squint and then expand as I fail to explain.

“Holy shit, do you have a knot?” she blurts out, somewhat excitedly.

I pause and stare down at her a little dumbfounded and mutter a response. “Yes?”

“Seriously? Like an honest to god knot at the base of your cock that swells and expands and makes you thick and basically into a human—well, shifter—plug inside my pussy?”

Uh. That was not the reaction I was expecting. Nor the description. Knots aren’t a completely unknown anatomical anomaly. There are other animals that have them. I just didn’t expect her to be so excited about it.

“Yes, basically. In not so many words.”

“Oh my god, let me see it. Is this the other ride you were talking about?”

I’m a little in shock as Tess’s fingers unbutton my pants and forcibly push them down my hips.

I still have my boxer briefs on, but she stops to survey my erection straining against the flexible fabric.

My knot is partially visible in the outline of fabric, but I have a feeling Tess is more impressed by my size at this moment.

Reverently she strokes a hand up my length and around the head. I shiver and stifle a groan as she explores my cock through my underwear. Tess bites at her bottom lip and I stare at it as she strokes me again.

“You know you can see it better without the underwear on,” I tease, hoping she’ll put me out of my misery and remove them before I rip them off like I did her panties.

Her eyes roll up to glare at me playfully as she smirks, then she finally tucks her fingers around the waistband and removes the offending cotton. My cock springs free, immediately relieved to be released. I’m hard and bobbing mere inches from her mouth, a drop of precum coating my tip.

“Holy shit,” she whispers, eyes wide staring at my cock and knot. It swells almost painfully, and I want to grip it and squeeze but don’t dare move while Tess is marveling at my equipment.

She pulls her lip back into her mouth and this time I do let out a small whimpering groan.

My torture doesn’t seem to affect her as she again reaches for me and strokes, this time circling my knot at the base and trying to squeeze her hand around it.

While her fingers nearly touch when circling my shaft, they are a good inch or two apart around my knot.

I don’t even know if her mostly human body can take it.

A shifter or non-human’s body is made to take a knot or larger anatomy.

A human, even one as tough as Tess, might not be able to handle it.

But if she is your mate, then she can take it. A voice in my head whispers. It’s not wrong. If she is my mate, then she would be able to take me and my knot. From the sounds of my brothers sexcapades, it seems like Lottie can take him just fine, so wouldn’t it be the same with Tess?

God I fucking hope so.

“You’re gonna have to get me good and wet in order to get that in.” Her eyes sparkle with anticipatory determination and I sigh with relief that she isn’t running away screaming.

“Not a problem, Red,” I promise her. “Turn over, hands down.”

Tess looks up at me and grins, then blissfully does as I instruct, turning around and pressing her hands to the bed presenting me with her bare ass and wet pussy.

“Good girl, now don’t be a brat, and I’ll get you nice and wet for my knot.”

“No promises,” she retorts, but remains in position lowering herself to her elbows increasing her angle.

My inner beast preens at the sight. Taking a female from behind is my favorite position, it’s an animal thing, after her sitting on my face of course.

I kick away my shoes and pants ridding myself of any hinderance, then crawl onto the bed kneeling behind her presented ass.

Rubbing my hand over one round globe, I give it a good smack before soothing it once again.

Tess yelps but doesn’t protest the slap.

Lining myself up behind her I reach down and run a finger through her slit.

She’s wet again, not enough for my knot, but I can fix that.

I rub a damp finger over her clit and wait until she rocks back against my hand seeking more, before removing it and replacing it with my cock.

I’m painfully hard and I have to remind myself to take my time.

In the state I’m in I could go carnal on her with the first feel of her around me, and I need to prepare her before I lock my knot inside her.

Fuck, just thinking about it has my cock dripping more precum in anticipation.

“Sit still Red, let me take control.”

She chuckles and I half expect her to sass me, but she only looks over her shoulder with sultry eyes. “Go ahead then,” she says egging me on.

Naughty little brat.

I notch the head of my cock at her entrance and let it slip in with a wet pop.

The invasion has Tess lowering her head to the blanket and moaning while I have to hold still, trying not to black out from the pleasure.

It’s only the tip and already I’m about to lose control. Get your shit together Ryder.

After a deep breath I begin to move again, sliding in inch by inch with small smooth thrusts.

Holding Tess’s hips in place I work her pussy, opening her to me until everything but my knot fills her.

I shudder at the sensation and begin to pump my hips in earnest now.

Pulling all the way out and thrusting back inside.

Our bodies make slick noises as I fuck her, pressing her harder into the mattress.

My nails elongate into thick claws that prick at her skin.

I make sure not to grip too tight and cut her, but I can’t promise she won’t have hand shaped bruises when we’re done.

Tess’s moans and mutters are muffled by her face in the blanket, and it spurs me on, thrusting harder, faster. I take her like this for a while soothing her ass with stroking fingers never relenting on my pounding.

“I need you to come again before I give you my knot, Red. Can you do that for me?”

“Only if you fuck me harder.”

Fuuuuuuck. My speed increases immediately and I lower myself just slightly to get a new angle.

Tess screams and when I feel her coming, I press in deep to the base of my knot, letting her ride it out on my length.

I bite my cheek to keep from shoving my knot all the way inside. She feels so damn good.

“That’s it, I’m going to push the knot in now,” I tell her in warning.

She nods maniacally. “Yes, fucking do it. Knot me Ryder.”

That’s all I can take. I reach out and wrap her loose red hair around my fist and pull exposing her throat.

I can’t bite her, not yet, but I like seeing her like this.

Submissive, bared to me and wanting. I press firm against her pussy and let my knot slip inside her.

She’s tight and I groan as I press all the way in, her heat sucking me deep.

Even with it inside, I can still move a little, so I begin rocking my hips, rubbing the swollen knot around inside her. Fuck I’m gonna come any second like this.

“That’s it Tess, fuck you take my knot so good. Don’t move, let me just…uuuuuuggggghhhh.”

I pound in tiny sharp thrusts and press my pelvis flush to hers when I feel that tingle in my balls and at the base of my spine.

I stiffen and come hard inside her. Long sprays of cum pump out and I can feel it filling her tight pussy.

I’m pretty sure she comes again while I’m still pulsing inside her but I’m so lost in the bliss I’m not sure.

I stay like that until I know for sure the first wave has passed.

I won’t be able to remove my knot for a little while and I wrap an arm around Tess’s waist pulling her body close to mine.

Laying us both down, I cradle her limp body in my arms and make sure we’re positioned comfortably with us attached at my dick.

“Oh, my fucking god, that was awesome,” Tess mumbles as she snuggles back against me. “So how long do you have to keep that monster cock inside me?”

I smother a laugh and nuzzle her neck, relishing in the feel of her beautiful red hair against my face. “Ten minutes maybe. Depends on if you do something to get me riled up again. Then it could be longer.”

“You mean you could come again while in this position if I say, do this?”

The little brat presses her ass against my hips and rolls them. My breathing immediately increases, and I hold on to her hip, not stopping her but letting her torture me. If feels too good to stop.

“Yes,” I grind out. “Keep doing that and I’ll—” my words cut off with a gutter growl as I come again inside her. My cock thickening and locking tighter, as spurt after spurt pulses from my cock.

Tess moans and whimpers, her pussy fluttering around my knot in a way that has me seeing stars.

“Did I mention it’ll probably make you come again too?” I try to tease back at her, but the words are punctuated with heavy breathes as I try to calm down.

“Fuuuck. We may be like this for a while then. Because I’m probably going to do that again.”

“Do whatever you please with me, Tess. I’ll stay like this all night if I have to.”

“I bet you would.”

Our breathing eventually evens out and thankfully Tess remains still, for now.

I brush fingers through her tangled hair and smooth it down her back between us.

I can feel her body relaxing in my hold.

I never considered myself a cuddler, even the times I knotted a female before we just lay there waiting for it to deflate.

But now? I can’t get close enough to Tess, her body fits perfectly in the curve of mine and I wrap her tightly in my arms.