Page 23 of Bella and Her Beast
I reach around to her back and unzip her garment, releasing her body from its bind. I slip the straps off her shoulders, my hands savoring the smooth feel of her skin.
Her eyes hold my gaze, silently pleading for me to take her and make her mine.
With her garment loose, I bunch it up within my hands and remove it, leaving her naked, sexy, and accessible to me. I waste no time taking her beautiful breasts within my grasp, lowering my head to their calling, and place soft gentle kisses on them.
She purrs at my caress of her mounds and lays her head back in joy and elation, exposing her neck.
I take the nipple of one breast and pull it between my lips. The first taste is too inviting so I open my mouth more, taking it all in and suckling it, licking it, teasing it.
“Mmm,” she moans. Her hips find a faster rhythm and I know at the end her body will still with an inner explosion.
But I want that all for me. I crave to make her body stiffen with ecstasy under the direction of my touch. I hold her hips still with my hands. “Stop,” I pant.
“Why?” she questions my command.
I withhold my vocal response, instead show her. Getting one more feel of her wet valley, I lift upwards to pull the remaining piece of fabric off, releasing my member from its bondage. I carefully slip it inside, her gasp indicating her need being met. I let her take a few minutes to adapt to the sensation. I know she’s not a virgin, and neither am I, but right now feels like the first time for both of us.
Her nails dig deeper than before and I growl in response.
My wolf’s carnal needs are being met by my fated mate and nothing could please me more. Holding her legs in place, I kneel off the couch and lay her on the furry rug. With me having the upper position, I slowly withdraw and insert, maintaining that steady pace until I feel her walls pulsating and becoming even more slick. I speed up slightly, hoping to urge my peak to match hers. She moves her legs, and it distracts my focus.
“Don’t move,” I bite out.
She responds by wrapping her legs back around me and holding on as I continue to drive into her pussy. Our bodies are primed for surrender, and she knows.
She flips me onto my back, and grinds out her orgasm, exploding hard. Her beautiful, sweat slicked body vibrates against me.
I grab her hips to hold her as still as possible while my seed spills forth into her.
She collapses onto my chest, and I wrap my arms around her.
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Isabella
We lie on the rug,I in his arms, cuddling real close. He holds me like I’m his forever, and I feel like I am his. I don’t even know how to respond to the earth shaking orgasm we just shared.
“You okay?” he asks. His hand gently strokes my scalp while he places kisses atop my head.
“Mm hmm,” I respond. “I am most definitely okay.”
The slight shift in his jaw alludes to the smile he is probably wearing right now.
“I can honestly say, I’ve never felt this way about any man before. Ever. I’ve never had these feelings.”
“What feelings?”
“I don’t know, to be exact since I’ve never experienced them.” I rise onto my elbows and face him. “What I do know is that I am thirsty. Where’s your kitchen? I’ll go get me something to drink and bring you something back, too.”
“Um, you’re naked.”
“And?”
“And I don’t think Russ could handle a body like yours wandering around here in the nude.”
“Oh. I forgot about him. Do you think he heard us?”
“I’m sure he tuned us out, out of respect.”
