Page 55 of Bewitched By the Werewolf
He lets me take over the rhythm, relaxing his grip on me enough to allow me to move but still hold me up. One hand falls to the mattress and the other remains in his hair as I take my ride. Gyrating and placing his tongue and lips exactly where I want them.
“Fuck yes Ryder. Right there, suck on me. Harder. You have a tongue, use it. Put it inside me.”
With every breathy command, Ryder submits and does as I say. In a matter of minutes, I’m panting and sweating riding his face like a goddamn bucking bronco.
When I feel my orgasm growing to its peak, I arch my back and swivel my hips, my mouth falling open, but I have no more words. Only a guttural scream when I come, shaking and pulsing around Ryder’s tongue. His fingers did into my ass and press me hard against his face as he swallows every pulse and throb of pleasure.
I fall from his face onto my side on the bed and he guides me, so I don’t fall on the floor. Ryder stands and hovers over me, looking down at my naked body half hanging off his bed. The look in his glowing eyes tells me, we’re not done yet. Good.
Chapter 30: Ryder
Tess lays sprawled on my bed and heaving with exhaustion from her first ride. A lopsided smile curves her perfect lips as she reaches for me, her slim fingers slipping beneath my waistband. I want to let her have her way with me, but I’m not exactly built the same as human men. She’s been accepting of me so far, but once she sees the physical differences will she run? Will she realize she doesn’t want the fantasy of her werewolf anymore?
I think I might die if she says no, if she runs from me in earnest. I can’t let her go. Not now that I’ve tasted her. Not now, when her arousal still lingers on my lips. The pull is too strong, too demanding. Letting her go would kill me. If she really wanted it, I would give it to her.
Every part of me is screaming to claim her, to bite her and bond us. I still don’t understand how I can feel the pull with Tess. Perhaps she is like Lottie, with some sort of non-human heritage we don’t know about. It’s still so much to comprehend and so little is making logical sense right now. I’m having to fight my instinct and slow down. I have to talk to her first, at least about this one thing. About my knot. She doesn’t yet know how mates form their bond, and I can’t do that without her knowing or without knowing for sure she is my mate.
“Wait a minute, Red. There’s something you need to know first.”
Tess stops fidgeting with my pants but doesn’t release me. She loops her fingers through my belt loops and looks up at me from her spot on the bed, her knees to either side, sitting like a sex dream right in front of me.
“What? It couldn’t be that you have a tiny dick. I felt that bad boy and it is anything but tiny.”
I laugh and crack a small smile. Running my fingers through her hair I pull it from its disheveled ponytail and let the strands sift through my fingers. I want to feel the strands running over my entire body, and maybe I will.
“It is definitely not tiny. Actually, it’s the opposite. It is larger than most human males, especially at the base,” I begin, leading into explaining what a knot is. “All male shifters have something more than others. It’s kind of like…well, it swells and...”
I trail off trying to find the words to delicately explain, gesturing with my hands to show the girth of it. Tess’s eyes squint and then expand as I fail to explain.
“Holy shit, do you have a knot?” she blurts out, somewhat excitedly.
I pause and stare down at her a little dumbfounded and mutter a response. “Yes?”
“Seriously? Like an honest to god knot at the base of your cock that swells and expands and makes you thick and basically into a human—well, shifter—plug inside my pussy?”
Uh. That was not the reaction I was expecting. Nor the description. Knots aren’t a completely unknown anatomical anomaly. There are other animals that have them. I just didn’t expect her to be so excited about it.
“Yes, basically. In not so many words.”
“Oh my god, let me see it. Is this the other ride you were talking about?”
I’m a little in shock as Tess’s fingers unbutton my pants and forcibly push them down my hips. I still have my boxer briefs on, but she stops to survey my erection straining against the flexible fabric. My knot is partially visible in the outline of fabric, but I have a feeling Tess is more impressed by my size at this moment.
Reverently she strokes a hand up my length and around the head. I shiver and stifle a groan as she explores my cock through my underwear. Tess bites at her bottom lip and I stare at it as she strokes me again.
“You know you can see it better without the underwear on,” I tease, hoping she’ll put me out of my misery and remove them before I rip them off like I did her panties.
Her eyes roll up to glare at me playfully as she smirks, then she finally tucks her fingers around the waistband and removes the offending cotton. My cock springs free, immediately relieved to be released. I’m hard and bobbing mere inches from her mouth, a drop of precum coating my tip.
“Holy shit,” she whispers, eyes wide staring at my cock and knot. It swells almost painfully, and I want to grip it and squeeze but don’t dare move while Tess is marveling at my equipment.
She pulls her lip back into her mouth and this time I do let out a small whimpering groan. My torture doesn’t seem to affect her as she again reaches for me and strokes, this time circling my knot at the base and trying to squeeze her hand around it. While her fingers nearly touch when circling my shaft, they are a good inch or two apart around my knot. I don’t even know if her mostly human body can take it. A shifter or non-human’s body is made to take a knot or larger anatomy. A human, even one as tough as Tess, might not be able to handle it.
But if she is your mate, then she can take it.A voice in my head whispers. It’s not wrong. If she is my mate, then she would be able to take me and my knot. From the sounds of mybrothers sexcapades, it seems like Lottie can take him just fine, so wouldn’t it be the same with Tess?
God I fucking hope so.
“You’re gonna have to get me good and wet in order to getthatin.” Her eyes sparkle with anticipatory determination and I sigh with relief that she isn’t running away screaming.
