Chapter 150 Wolves In Heat
DAMON
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I’ve fucked a lot.
Throughout the years, I’ve had my fair share of women. I love the chase, love the feel of a tight, pink pussy stretching around my cock, legs wrapped around my waist. And tits. Fuck, I love tits. Small, big, perky, heavy, I didn’t care, as long as they were in my hands or my mouth.
But since signing that contract, I haven’t even looked at another woman, let alone touched one. And right now? Right now, it’s like I’ve never touched a woman in my life. My cock is straining against my pants, harder than it’s ever been.
I’ve never wanted anyone like I want her. Never in a million years did I think this would happen. And yet, here she is. Laid out for me, her legs parted just enough to make my mouth water.
I press my face to the soft skin of her inner thigh, breathing her in. She smells warm, intoxicating, like everything I’ve ever craved but never had.
Her Heat has been making both of us crazy over the past few days. It’s been two days, and we have been having sex like idiots. The pain was still there, and that rude healer from the other day told me it wouldn’t stop unless I marked her.
And I intend to do that, a strong pull from my wolf tells me that I need to, my wolf has been holding himself back, more like I have been holding him back, but I wasn’t sure I could take it anymore today, I needed to sink my fangs into her neck and mark her permanently. I was close the other day, but I stopped. What does this mean for us and the contract? I didn’t know, we’ll figure it out later.
My hand slides up her thigh, my thumb grazing the edge of her panties. The heat radiating from her is unbearable, and my cock throbs with the need to sink into her, to make her mine. Slowly, I hook my finger under the cotton and pull it aside.
She’s beautiful. Wet, pink, and perfect in every way.
My tongue drags over my bottom lip as I take her in. I need her. Need to taste her, ruin her, claim her in ways that will make her forget anything that isn’t me.
A low groan rumbles in my throat as my fingers trace her seam, slick heat coating my skin. She shivers beneath my touch, her body soft, pliant, and so damn eager. I dip lower, circling her clit with slow strokes, my cock throbbing in time with every soft sound spilling from her lips.
“You want me to eat this pretty pussy, ma?” My voice is rough, gravelly, the words dragging from deep in my chest. My fingers tease her, stroking just enough to make her gasp but not enough to give her what she needs.
Her body jerks, her hips tilting up as if begging for more. Her breathing quickens, and her cheeks flush a deep, beautiful red. She nods, frantic, but that’s not good enough for me. “Words, mama,” I coax. I need to hear her say it, to beg for it. “Tell me what you want.”
Her lips part, her eyes fluttering shut as a shaky whimper escapes her. “I… want–” Her voice cuts off with a sharp inhale when I press my thumb harder against her clit, drawing slow, torturous circles that have her shaking with anticipation.
“Want what?” I push, my thumb never relenting. “I can’t give it to you if you don’t tell me.”
Another sweet moan spills from her lips, and it takes everything in me not to dive in and devour her. But I wait. I want her uninhibited, stripped of any hesitation, free to feel and say everything she’s holding back.
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“Your mouth,” she finally breathes, her voice shaky, her cheeks burning “Twant your mouth”
Thum against her skin, letting my lips brush the soft curve of her thigh. “You want my mouth here?”
She shakes her head, her frustration deliciously obvious
“No” i murmur, letting my lips trail closer to her glistening heat. 1 press a kiss against the thickest part of her inner thigh, just shy of where she needs me most. “Then here?”
Her whimper is pure desperation, her hips bucking, seeking relief. I grin against her skin, the sound of her frustration only fueling me further
Her thighs clamp around my head, caging me in as she seeks relief from my teasing. The pressure is intoxicating, and a groan rumbles from my chest at the thought of her cutting off my air with those thick, perfect thighs. What a way to go.
Gripping her thighs firmly, I wrench them apart. My gaze flicks up to her flushed face, her lips parted, her eyes hazy with need. She’s breathtaking “Tell me what you want,” I murmur, my voice dropping to a low whisper as I press a featherlight kiss to her knee. “I’ll give it to you, mama. All of it. You have to say it.”
Her chest heaves, her breath hitching in her throat as her gaze locks with mine. “I want…” she starts. “I want you to touch me.”
My cock pulses painfully at her words, her raw honesty hitting harder than any touch could. “Like this?” I ask, dragging my fingers along her soft pussy
“Yes,” she breathes, before she gasps, louder this time. “More. Please, Damon.”
Hearing my name fall from her lips, needy and desperate, sends a bolt of heat through me. I’m so close to losing control, but I hold on, savoring every second of her unraveling.
“Keep talking, honey,” I demand. “Tell me everything you want. I’m not stopping until you do.”
Her breathing stutters as my fingers continue their slow, torturous strokes, circling her clit in a rhythm that keeps her teetering just on the edge.
She’s trembling, her breath coming in ragged gasps, a broken whimper slipping free. “Damon… please.”
“Please, what?” I murmur, my lips hovering over her. She shivers as my breath ghosts over her skin. “Be specific. I need to know exactly how you want me to ruin you.”
Her face flushes a deep crimson, but her desire burns hotter than her embarrassment. “I want… your mouth,” she gasps, her voice breaking as my thumb presses harder against her swollen clit. “I want you to taste me. Please, Damon, I want you to lick my pussy.”
“That’s more like it,” I praise. “Such a good girl when you finally use your words.”
Hooking my fingers into the hem of her panties, I tug them down slowly, savoring every inch of her revealed to me. Her thighs part instinctively, and the sight of her bare, glistening, and so beautifully vulnerable–has a groan rumbling deep in my chest.
“So damn pretty when you’re dripping for me,” I murmur, my voice thick with hunger. I drag my tongue over my bottom lip, dying to taste her. “I bet you taste even better.”
A shiver wracks through her, her lips parting on a sharp inhale. She’s practically vibrating beneath my hands, and I haven’t even
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