Page 32 of A Wolf in the Garden

“Ellie.” His voice is deep and molten, licking at every part of me, and tears form in my eyes, the lump in my throat keeping me from speaking.It’s not a dream, then.

Van lifts his head, his hand cupping my face, thumb swiping at the tear that falls. “You’re crying? What’s wrong?”

I shake my head, unable to form any coherent words. Instead I turn my body towards him, wrapping my hands around his neck, pulling him down for a kiss, hard and insistent, hoping that alone can convey how I’m feeling; that I need him desperately, that I never want him to leave, that he cleaved his way into my heart long ago and I never truly recovered from it. He growls against the slide of my tongue, kissing me back with the same fervour, returning all the passion I give him tenfold, one big hand cradling my head, another sliding under my back, trailing down to grasp at my backside, fingers digging into my flesh.I love you, I think, my newly-woken state leaving me open and raw,I love you, and I will want you forever.

His cock presses hard against my thigh, and I shift again, onto my back, my legs opening wide for him as his naked body covers mine. I’m still wearing the same shirt from yesterday, nothing underneath, no memory of coming to bed.He must have carried me here.

He breaks our kiss to look me over, and his pupils — blown wide — shine in the moonlight, utterly inhuman.Just like a real wolf. “Are you okay?” he asks, hands brushing the hair back from my face.

I nod, kissing the palm of his hand, not trusting myself with words just yet. Instead I pull him to me, kissing along his jaw, his stubble rough against my lips. I continue to trail kisses down his neck, breathing him in, my hands splayed across his back. “I thought it was a dream,” I whisper against his skin. “I’ve had it so many times before, and every time I wake and you’re not there…”

“I’m here. I’m here.” His next kiss is bruising in the best way, his tongue curling over mine, his teeth nipping at my bottom lip with another growl that sends a fresh jolt of heat and need straight to my pussy, and I moan against him, desperate.

“Need you,” I gasp as his teeth scrape my neck, something he always loved to do that now makesso much sense. “I need you inside me. Need you now.”

“Here, get this off.” He tugs at the hem of my shirt and I lift my arms automatically as he pulls the fabric over my head, his lips closing over my nipple as soon as it’s thrown aside. I whimper against the sensation, jerking as his hand grasps my pussy, his thumb brushing over my clit, his finger already dipping into the wet heat of my core. I cry out, my hips rising to meet him, encouraging him to sink in further.

“Fuck,” he breathes against my skin, dragging his stubble over my other nipple in a torturous tease. “Fuck, you are so wet.” He pulls his hand away and I keen at the loss of his touch, even as he lifts his finger to his lips and sucks it clean, so lewd that I find it obscenely hot. “You are so wet, and you taste so fuckinggood.” He bends his head once more to bite the flesh of my breast and I hiss, the sensation sending another jolt straight to my clit. “The things I want to do to you.” His voice is so deep that I feel it in my bones, feel the snarl of the beasts within him, and the utterly insane thought of fucking him as a werewolf flits through my brain for a moment, making me gasp, making medripfor him.

“Do it all,” I cry, tugging at his hair, trying in vain to pull him towards me so that he can sink his cock inside, my body achingly hollow. I cry out in frustration as he does the opposite, his lips trailing a path down my stomach, his hands pushing my thighs open wider for him. He leans back, looking down at me with those glowing eyes, surveying every inch of me as if I am a work of art, biting into his lower lip, those sharp canines on full display. He looks like a god; too perfect, too handsome to be mortal. The outline of his muscled body is thrown into relief in the moonlight, the deep vee below his abs and arrow pointing directly to his cock, which juts out thick and erect, precum beading at the tip.

“You are so unbelievably beautiful, anddrippingwet,” he says.I could say the same for you, I think as his thumbs trail down the inside of my thighs, skimming over my outer folds. “Such a pretty pussy.”

“Such a tease,” I moan, moving to close my legs only for him to push them open once more, holding me down by my knees. “I told you, I need you inside me!”

He slides further down the bed, bending his head until his breath is feathering over my clit, agonising and titillating all at once. “And I will be, baby, just as soon as I’m done here. You come first, that’s the rule. You come on my tongue, and then you come on my cock.”

The first swipe of his tongue against my clit leaves me breathless, and the press of two fingers makes me wheeze as they slide home, curling against my inner wall. “Oh!” I moan as Van sucks at my clit, the first tendrils of an orgasm already building within me, my legs shaking as he settles into a pace with his tongue that hits just right. “Yes,” I watch him, his luminous eyes never leaving my face. “Yes,yes, please, please, don’t stop.” His fingers match that steady pace, pressing into my G spot, and I am so, so close —

His lips close around my clit once more,sucking, sending me over the edge with a deep groan, and I feel myself gush, wetter than I’ve ever been before, his satisfied moan ringing out as his tongue licks at me, as if I am a meal and he a starving man.

The stubble on his chin glistens with moisture as he raises his head, licking his lips with a satisfied grin. “Still want more, baby? You still want my cock?”

“Yes.How is that even a question?”

His laugh is a deep rumble as he moves over me, smirking as he leans in to kiss me with those wet lips. I taste myself on him and he moans into my mouth, his tongue sliding over mine once more. “So fucking hot,” he murmurs, kissing my neck, making me shiver. He leans back, kneeling between my thighs, working his hand over his fat cock. “Are you okay with me knotting you tonight?” he asks quietly, his free hand rubbing up and down my thigh. “I want to make sure you’re happy to do that, because I know it’s… different.”

My stomach flips at the thought, my eyes focusing on the knot at the base of his shaft. “Yes,” I breathe, reaching out to touch him there, my fingers dancing over the swollen red flesh. He sucks in a breath, biting down hard on his lower lip, and I mirror him, chewing on my own lip.

“I’ll be coming inside you, if I knot you.”

I shiver in anticipation. “I want you to come in me. I have an IUD.”

“Good.” He presses the smooth head of his cock to my pussy, rubbing it through my juices, his eyes watching me for my reaction as he rubs it over my sensitive clit. I take in a shuddering breath, a moan caught in my throat, and eyes gleam with satisfaction. “I’m going to fill you up,” he declares, and hell, maybe I have a few unexplored kinks, because the thought of that alone makes me groan.

He notches the head at my entrance, rocking ever so slightly, the shallow thrusts teasing me. “I’m going to fuck you so good.” He slides in further, though not far enough, the girth of him a pleasant stretch that makes my toes curl. When he pulls back out in a slow drag, he pulls a moan from my lips with it. “You’re going to come around my knot, and I’m going to come in you so hard when this tight cunt of yours squeezes me.”

The next slow press of his cock makes me gasp, his cock filling me all the way, until his knot sits snug against me. “Ah, that feels so good,” I tell him as he stills, loving the stretch, the fullness, loving the sight of this god of a man joined to me. My Evander, my wolf. He leans forward, his arms caging me on either side, and I press my hands to his chest, running them over his pectorals and down over his perfectly sculpted abs.

This isn’t the first time he’s fucked me, but it feels new. Itisnew; this body of his so familiar in some ways and yet so different than before, when glamour hid the real him, the sheer size of him alone almost overwhelming. As he lowers himself to his elbows, I wrap my arms around his back and stretch up to kiss at his shoulder, at his chest, at the base of his throat. I kiss every part of him I can reach, carding my fingers through his thick hair, revelling in the feeling that he is truly here in my arms.

“You are so tight,” he rumbles, and I intentionally squeeze my walls around his girth, grinning as his eyes flutter backwards with a groan. “Fuck me.”

I laugh, giddy with euphoria in this moment. “That is exactly what we’re doing, although if you wantmeto fuckyou, I probably need to be on top.”

“That can be arranged.” That’s all the warning I get before he’s hooking his legs around mine in a way that allows us to roll with ease, the world spinning for a moment until I am righted atop him. I sit up, grinding down on his cock, watching him hiss with pleasure as I roll my hips, feeling every thick inch of him. “Look at you,” he murmurs, those shining pupils raking over my body. “Such a goddess in the moonlight.” His hands sweep up the curves of my hips, grab at my waist for a moment, then move further to cup my small breasts, dwarfing them. He curls upwards in a sit up, putting those glorious abs of his to use, one hand now digging into the back of my head, grasping a fistful of hair as he pulls my mouth down to his for a kiss. It’s a messy slide of tongues and oh so fucking hot, his hands moving to my ass, his fingers digging into my flesh, his grip guiding me, helping me to fuck him. With a snarl he pulls away from my mouth to latch onto my neck with his teeth, biting hard enough to sting but careful enough not to break the skin, the pain somehow enhancing the pleasure. The sudden friction of his thumb on my clit is enough to set me off with a cry. I practically howl through my orgasm, head thrown back, a wolf at my throat, my pussy clenching rhythmically as he continues to thrust up into me, fucking me through it.

“Ohhh,” I moan into his mouth as he kisses me once more, my ears ringing in the aftermath, my pussy dripping wet around him, the insides of my thighs coated in my release.

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