Page 29 of Wolf Traded
“Fuck, Archer.” I gasp as my back arches into him when he pinches my clit. Disappointment settles over me briefly as he removes his hand but he wastes no time in turning me around and stripping my shirt and bra off and lifting me into the kitchen island before attacking my breasts with his mouth and fingers.
He sucks my nipple into his mouth nipping it with his teeth and rolls the other between two fingers. “Gods, that feels good.”
“Have you ever touched yourself, mate? Made yourself come on those tiny fingers?” He asks as he switches to my other breast giving it the same treatment. I’m not even embarrassed to say that I have. He’s the only man I have been with but I have made myself come many times before.
“Yes,” I moan and he grins against me.
“These need to come off. I want to watch you.” My brows furrow as I notice he’s still completely dressed as he straightens and makes quick work of my jeans and underwear. “Gods you’re beautiful. Touch yourself.” He commands and my whole body heats at his penetrating gaze.
As if on autopilot I slide my hand slowly down my stomach before stopping at the juncture of my thighs. Archer spreads my legs wide his gaze completely on my hand as I slowly start circling my clit and he groans. “Do you know how fucking hard I am for you, little mate?”
“Show me,” I moan and he sucks in a sharp breath at the command but there’s a fire in his eyes as he does just that. He rips his shirt over his head and starts working on his jeans kicking his boots off. He palms his cock stroking it in time with my fingers and a shudder runs through me at the sight.
My free hand is holding on to the counter for dear life and I wiggle a little feeling amazing but also desperate for the man in front of me. “Fuck this,” he says grabbing my legs at the knees and lifting them over his shoulders. He inhales sharply before diving in and lapping at me batting my fingers away. “I’m going to make you come on my tongue. Hold onto the counter and don’t let go,” there’s a deep growl in his voice as he says the words.
Doing as he says I grip the edge of the counter tightly in both hands and ride out the sensations as Archer sucks my clit between his teeth nipping it lightly. My back arches and my legs are shaking uncontrollably on his shoulders. Archer grins against me before flattening out his tongue and licking all the way up my seam.
“Archer,” I yell as I feel the beginnings of the orgasm building within me. It may be the most powerful orgasm I have ever felt. He just grins sucking on my clit to move lower and spears me with his tongue. I grip the counter so hard my knuckles turn white as he continues to thrust his tongue inside me a couple more times before pulling away his mouth glistening with my juices.
“Come for me, mate.” He commands swirling his tongue around my clit again before nipping it once more. He hadn’t been lying about making me see stars colors burst in my vision as a roar bursts from my mouth and I think I black out for a second because when my vision returns I’m in Archer’s arms and he is heading to the stairs to his bedroom.
“Archer, what are you doing?” I mumble a weak protest but he just keeps walking.
“My wolf is riding me hard to scent mark every inch of you before we meet with the other alphas.”
“Oh,” I whisper almost in disappointment. It’s just his wolf then? The man doesn’t actually want me.
“But I plan to fucking enjoy every second of you in my bed, little mate. I don’t want any of those bastards scenting you unless our scents are mixed all over your creamy skin.” He growls.
I relax a little at his words. He is trying to play the dominance game with the other alphas and doesn’t want them touching what’s his. It sounds barbaric but makes me grin. Being his makes me feel beautiful and powerful.
He kicks open the bedroom door suddenly and strides inside in two long steps before tossing me in the giant bed. It doesn’t escape my notice that this will be the first time we have been in a bed together but all thoughts flee my brain as he nuzzles my neck.
Archer’s eyes flash gold as he looks down at me. His wolf is close to the surface as his lips meet mine and a growl is muffled by the kiss. Archer doesn’t tease and ask for entrance into my mouth, he demands it. Taking my bottom lip between my teeth until I’m gasping and he dives in tongue dueling with mine.
Breaking the kiss he places teasing kisses down my throat before tracing my mate mark with his tongue. I try to wiggle not able to sit still with all his attention on me and my pussy is soaked. “Archer, please.” I beg. I don’t know how much more teasing I can take.
“Please what, mate?” He grins licking at my collar bone and moving lower. I squirm as he nips at my skin and his fingers pluck at my nipple.
“I need you.” I squirm again but it’s useless.
“Need to scent you. Then I’ll fuck this pussy until you can’t walk straight.” He nuzzles his face between my breasts his hands continuously roaming my body and tangling in my hair.
My hands fist in the sheets. Tentatively, I reach out a hand to grab his shoulder and his eyes flash gold for a second as he growls, “touch me, Jara. I want your scent all over my skin too.”
That’s all the encouragement I need to run both hands down his back and into his long hair. He shudders as I trace the thick muscles over his shoulders and lift up placing a tentative kiss there.
His fingers make a heated path up my legs from my ankles to the juncture between my thighs so slowly that I feel as if I might combust if he doesn’t quicken his pace. “Mmm, you’re dripping for me pretty girl. Do you need something mate?”
“Fuck, Archer. I need you to fuck me.” I blurt out the words thrashing as he pushes a thick finger inside me. His mouth covers mine in a searing kiss and my fingers thread through his hair holding him there.
I wrap my legs around his hips trying to pull him to me but he just chuckles against my lips. “I need to prep you little mate. You’re too tight for the things I want to do to you.” He says and I feel a second finger join the first.
He twists them as he thrusts them inside of me all the while rubbing circles on my clit with his thumb. My nails scrape at his scalp and he rumbles in approval just before he flips me over onto my stomach. “Get up on your knees.”
I do as commanded and bend my knees up underneath me. Archer’s fingers thrust back inside me and his free hand he squeezes my ass before moving to the other cheek and giving it the same attention.
He molds his chest to my back nuzzling the back of my neck before putting a soft almost tender kiss there. “Ready, mate?” He rumbles in my ear but before I can respond his fingers are gone and his thick hard cock is slamming into my entrance nearly pitching me forward. I cry out in a mixture of alarm and pleasure as Archer stills. The hand on my hip is holding me so tight that I know I will have bruises.
