Levi
“Do you know how to use this?” Hope asks me as we lay on the bed in her bedroom, trying to figure out how to put this damn condom on.
“I think you just roll it on,” I say, looking at the instructions.
“And it just stays on?”
I shrug. “Supposedly.”
While I’m reading, I feel her hands take hold of me. I suck in air and look at her.
“Sorry,” she says, releasing me instantly.
“Please don’t apologize for making me feel good,” I say.
“That felt good?” she asks, frowning.
“Really good.”
“But I was just … holding it.”
“IT likes you a lot. So any touch at all from you, feels good.”
‘Tell her to blow on it,’ Malcolm says.
‘Knock it off. I’m trying not to scare her.’
‘She doesn’t look scared to me. She looks fascinated.’
She does look fascinated.
“Malcolm says you should blow on it,” I say, unwilling to take the heat if my wolf scares her.
“Blow on it? Really?” she asks, frowning as she stares at my aching cock.
I’ve been desperate to be inside her again all day, but I’ve masked it in the water and scrubbed my body on sand to try and keep those ideas at bay while I was with her family. But the moment we came into this room together, I lost the battle. And now, with her touching me and staring at me like she’s not sure what to do, I’m a man on the edge.
As I watch, she leans over and gently blows on dick sending waves of hot pleasure ricocheting through my body.
I suck in air as my hips buck, instinctively wanting to get closer to the source of pleasure.
“Is it that sensitive?” she asks.
“IT is called a penis, or a dick, or a cock, and yes. With you, it will always be that sensitive.”
“What happens if a touch it and blow on it at the same time?” she asks, and I swear if she keeps looking at my cock like it’s her new favorite toy, I might just come right here.
“I would probably come if you did that,” I say through gritted teeth.
She looks up at me and smiles. “Really?”
Damn she’s so innocent.
‘Tell her to kiss it,’ Malcolm says.
‘Malcolm …’ I growl.
‘Just see what she does.’
“Malcolm says you should kiss it.”
She looks at me. “Is Malcolm in complete control of your dick, Levi?”
“If he was, we’d already be buried balls deep inside you. He doesn’t care about putting a pup or cub in you. I’m trying to be respectful,” I say a little sharply.
“Sorry,” she says, sitting back.
“No. I’m sorry. I’m so fucking turned on right now, Hope. I’m just terrified I’m going to do something that will scare you, or disgust you, or make you not want to be with me,” I say quickly.
She smiles. “I’m not scared of you, Levi.”
“I know, but you’re innocent.”
“Well, I know how it works. You get excited, you ejaculate, if you’re inside me, your sperm connects with my eggs and that’s how babies are made. My mom taught me that years ago.”
“Right, it’s one thing to know that’s how it works, it’s quite another to have me ejaculate in your face because I couldn’t hold back any longer.”
She slaps a hand over her mouth. “That could happen?” she asks.
“I’m horribly close to losing control, Hope,” I tell her. “You smell so good. You feel so good. I love you so much. It’s just my body’s response to being around you.”
Then she giggles. I watch as she fights it, then loses the fight and begins laughing.
“How many times have you lost control in our life and I didn’t know it?” she asks.
“A LOT!” I say, grinning as I watch her laughing.
I shift, moving so I’m hovering over her. “You think that’s funny?”
She nods. I pull her hand away from her mouth and lean down to kiss her, slowly and deeply, sliding my tongue into her mouth and tasting her.
Suddenly, she pulls away from the kiss. “Wait, is that why you wanted to taste me last night? When you were …” she points to her lower body.
“Going down on you?” I ask her.
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