Page 21 of Wolf Trapped
“Are you going to let me finish this time?” I pout against his lips.
“You will come when I’m balls deep inside of you, mate.” He squeezes my ass in his hands as he takes the stairs two at a time up to the bedroom.
I wiggle my hips, and pain lances up my back as he smacks my ass.
“Ow,” I complain.
Archer rubs a hand over it, soothing the sting as he pushes open the door to our bedroom and moves to the bathroom. He sets me on the bathroom vanity before moving to the enormous stand-up shower.
He tests the water and strips off his shirt. I roam my eyes over his broad back. His black hair is pulled back in a tail at the back of his head, allowing me the view of the jumping muscles on his back.
“You’re staring, mate. Would you like more to stare at?” He peers over his shoulder, and I lick my lips as he reaches for the button on his jeans.
“Yes,” I say, squirming on the counter.
Archer is the sexiest man I have ever seen. He grins as he drops his pants, and his cock juts out proudly. He wraps a hand around it, stroking himself as he strolls over to me.
He positions himself between my legs and kisses me deeply, his tongue delving in and dueling with mine. I push my breasts out against him and moan into his mouth. “Wrap your sexy legs around my hips.” He mumbles against my lips.
I do as he commands and feel his rigid cock against my opening. With every step, it brushes my oversensitive clit. “Fuck me, mate. I can’t handle much more.” I whine, leaning my forehead against his shoulder.
“It’s going to be so much more intense when you finally get to come.” He whispers in my ear, making me shiver.
He positions my body under the spray of the shower. The hot water makes me arch my back and rub against his hard cock. “Fuck, you are so sexy.”
I tilt my hips up, rubbing my clit on his cock. “Stop teasing me and fuck me,” I growl, trying to lift my hips, but he stills me with an iron grip. “Archer, please.”
“I’m teasing you?” he asks with a chuckle.
“Yes, you have been teasing me all afternoon. I need to come.” I groan.
He kisses me deeply, and my back hits the cold tile of the shower. I thread my fingers through his hair, messing up the tail at the back of his head before moving lower. His fingers trail from my ass over my pussy and dip inside me.
“You are soaking wet for me, aren’t you, mate? I should edge you more often because this is going to make you come harder than you ever have before.”
He thrusts forward, and his cock slides through my folds and rubs against my clit again. Stars blink behind my eyes as he circles my clit with his tip.
“You still can’t come until I tell you to. Maybe I should get you close and then stop again.” He chuckles at my angry growl.
“Don’t even think about it, Archer. I’m so fucking close. Please.” I plead with him. He nips at my neck.
“If I weren’t on a time crunch, I would edge you for hours until you are so mindless you will do anything for me to let you come.” He sucks my lobe into his mouth.
He reaches up, rolling my nipple between his fingers. His hips move again, brushing my clit but not pushing inside me.
I tilt my head back, and the movement pushes my breast into his hand. I trail my hands down from his hair to his chest and lower. Archer grunts but doesn’t stop my movements. My small hand wraps around his huge cock, and a groan escapes him as he tilts his head back to the ceiling.
“How does that feel, mate? Maybe next time I’ll paint your cock with frosting and lap at it like a fudgesicle.”
“You really want to get fucked don’t you, mate. You want to come? Put my cock inside your wet pussy and bounce up and down.”
He moves away, sitting on the bench with his hands on my hips. I line his gorgeous cock up with my entrance and, without a thought, push down all the way to the hilt.
“Fuck, Jara.” He shouts, his fingers tensing on my hips.
“Archer, please. I need more.” I grunt. His hands fall from my hips, his lips wrap around one of my nipples, and his teeth graze me. His shifted teeth. “No, I want to mark you again.”
I have only marked him once, and he marks me almost every time we mate.
