He melded his lips to hers in a searing kiss. She melted in his arms, and he hugged her close to him, her plush frame fitting so perfectly against him. Only one thing marred the occasion-she still wore clothes. Not for long. Impatient and too clumsy to undo the buttons to her blouse and jeans, he simply tore them from her. She gasped, but not in fear. Nay, his naughty witch with heavy lidded eyes cried out in pleasure.
“Take me,” she panted.
Aidan wanted to take things slowly. He wanted to explore every inch of her luscious body. Lick the cream he could smell. Suckle her nipples into hard little berries.
But the moment his fingers touched the slick folds of her sex and flicked across her swollen nubbin, he lost control. And she reveled in it. He turned her around to face a tree and bent her over part-way. Through a growl he said, “Brace yourself.”
Her slender fingers splayed against the bark while her bottom lifted toward him temptingly. His cock jumped and throbbed, eager to plow her channel, but he retained enough control to know his size needed to be coaxed in. By gripping his rigid shaft in one hand, he was able to guide it between her buttocks and rub it against her cleft, which wet his bulbous head with her sweet juices.
She mewled and wiggled her bottom at him. “Please, Aidan.”
He pushed himself between her moist lips, the heat of her core making him throw his head back in pleasure while his canines descended in anticipation. Inch by inch, he eased into her, the tight walls of her sex squeezing him. She keened and trembled at his slow penetration. Finally, he found himself fully seated inside of her, blissfully slow, but he had to pause. The exquisite feel of her all around him, along with her scent and cries, threatened to make him lose control. But he needed her to climax, for only in the moment of her orgasm would he mark her. He pumped her, and the satisfying sound of slapping flesh was punctuated with her moans of pleasure.
He leaned forward along the curve of her back, her buttocks fitting nicely in his groin. He nuzzled her back, careful to not hurt her with his wolf fangs. As he tasted her soft skin, working his way up to her neck, he groped forward with hands and found her breasts hanging heavily. He cupped them, then rolled her nipples between his fingers.
She cried out, and her channel quivered around him. The trembling waves that rippled through her body made him suck in a breath.
“I’m sorry I can’t make this last longer,” he gasped. “I want you too bad.”
She replied by pushing her bottom back into him, sheathing him deep while clamping down on his cock. Aidan gave up the fight. He’d make it up to her later.
Wrapping one arm around her waist, he set the pace, increasing his speed as he pistoned his shaft in and out of her. With his other hand, he pulled her partially up from her bent-over position. His lips touched the vulnerable skin of her nape, as his instinct to bite her, mark her, became overwhelming. Tighter and tighter, her channel squeezed him, brought him to the brink, and when she came, screaming and convulsing in shockwaves around his cock, he bit down and tasted her lifeblood.
Ahh, sweetheart, finally you’re mine, forever.
Sophia, lost in the throes of passion, didn’t feel any pain when he finally marked her. On the contrary, when his teeth penetrated, she rolled right into a second orgasm, even more intense than the first. The pleasure consumed her wholly. So much so, she stopped breathing for a moment and her body shattered blissfully into thousands of pieces. Her orgasm was incredible, and it wouldn’t stop, instead it increased when finally with a cry that closely resembled a howl Aidan spent himself inside her, the hot wetness of his seed filling her over and over as her sex spasmed around his cock, wringing every last drop of pleasure from him.
Even more fascinating, she felt the moment their souls touched and melted partially together. Through this intimate link, she could feel Aidan and how much her cherished her, loved her. The depths of his emotions awed her, and she swore to herself she’d be worthy of him.
She might have blacked out for a second, the intensity of the moment too much for her. The next thing she knew, she found herself cradled in Aidan’s naked lap. He used his lips to brush the top of her head, and his arms hugged her tight.
“Are you okay?” he whispered anxiously against her ear through a curtain of hair.
“Of course not,” she replied mischievously. His body stiffened. “I’m still horny. You didn’t think one time was going to cure it, did you?” Under her cheek his chest rumbled with laughter, and she smiled, too, before kissing the hollow of his throat.
“I do have a question, though. Why is it I can read your thoughts? Or at least I assume I can. That or I’m going crazy.”
“A true mating benefit. We’re joined spiritually as well as physically now.”
“What’s that mean?”
“We can read some of each other’s thoughts and feel strong emotions.”
“Really? Can you read what I’m thinking now?” Sophia imagined him licking his way down her body.
His chest shook with laughter again. “You are one naughty witch. I think that sounds like a plan, but what do you say we adjourn to a more comfortable location first?”
“Mmm, you know what I’d really like is a shower. With you in it.”
The words barely left her mouth when he stood and began jogging through the woods, carrying her like she weighed no more than a feather. The unconscious display of his strength stirred her passion, and she twined her arms around his neck before she kissed her way along his jaw.
“Sophia,” he pled.
“Yes?” she said, not pausing in her light caresses.
“I’d like to make it to a bed before I fuck you again, but, damn it, if you don’t stop it, I’m going to take you like a rutting animal again.”
“But I liked it,” she replied, giggling when he added a burst of speed.
Quicker than she would have believed possible, considering how long she’d wandered around lost, they made it to the cabin.
He let her slide down his body. Both naked, their skin melded together. Her breasts squashed against his chest, but she didn’t care. He kissed her like a starving man, sucking her lower lip before delving into her mouth with his tongue. Their tongues danced together for a while, but an insistent prodding against her lower belly kept distracting her. Pulling back, she reached down to grab him, then wrapped her hand firmly around his thick shaft. Like silk-covered steel, his cock fascinated her, and she wanted to explore its length. But knowing where it had been, she needed to bathe it first. Pulling him as if his dick were a leash, she led him into his bathroom, where he’d rigged a shower stall.
She wasn’t sure how he got water to the cabin. Maybe he had a well. She didn’t really care. All that mattered was that when she turned on the faucet, warm water poured out.
There was something about standing in a shower naked with someone that was strangely intimate. Sure, they’d had sex out in the woods. He’d seen her naked, and she’d seen him naked, but in the confined space of the bathtub with the shower curtain drawn, it became more intimate. Not to mention steamy.
Under the hot spray, their mouths found each other, and a frenzy of kissing ensued. It involved a lot of tongue and stroking of bodies. Even with their recent bout in the woods, his cock still poked at her readily and she gripped him in a wet palm, sliding her hand back and forth, enjoying the hard, thick feel of him. Even naughtier, she wanted to taste him.
She soaped his body quickly. Through their bond she could feel his amusement at her eagerness, but even more exciting, she could sense his arousal. When she had him clean to her satisfaction, a gesture he’d reciprocated on her body, she positioned him under the spray, which blocked it from hitting her but kept the air hot and steamy. She dropped to her knees in the tub and put herself eye-to-eye with his shaft. As if to say hello, it jerked and a bead formed on the tip. Grasping him tightly around the base, she licked the salty droplet, a move that earned her a groan. Still lapping at him, she looked up and caught her breath. Aidan gazed down at her with smoky eyes. She could see the hunger on his face and, through their link, how much he loved, cherished, and wanted her. A heady sensation, but she had harder things in need of her attention right now.