Page 70 of Bewitched By the Werewolf
I try to make a mental note to mention the possibility to Hunter and Fynn to figure out if there’s any truth to it. They’re already looking into Lottie’s past to figure out where she maypossibly have non-human ancestors, it wouldn’t take much more to look into Tess’s.
“I do believe I was promised a good fucking.” Tess raises an eyebrow at me in challenge. “I’m waiting.”
“I do apologize. I was busy reveling in my victory.”
With ease I shift my hips and slide easily inside her welcoming heat. Her slippery slickness easing my way for my engorged length. I may have shifted back to human form, but I think a little of my beast remains between my legs. I feel larger and heavier than normal. But my enlarged cock doesn’t seem to bother Tess. She moans loudly as I glide inside her, filling her to the brim.
“Fuck that feels perfect,” I coo in her ear, sucking on the lobe and nipping at the soft flesh as I pull out and thrust inside her again.
The hardened points of her nipples rub at my chest as her fingernails dig into my back. I pump into her harder, increasing my speed. The wet sounds of our lovemaking echoing in the small clearing around us. We’re far enough from the others that I know we have a small semblance of privacy, here in our little patch of grass.
I shift my knees forward, forcing Tess to arch her back and lift her hips off the ground. I cup her ass with one hand and stabilize us both with the other on the ground by her head.
“That’s its Tess, take me like a good girl,” I growl.
She’s always been such a brat, arguing with me and fighting me. I internally preen when I realize she’s so absorbed in the pleasure I’m giving her to sass me. I’ve managed to fuck the brat out of her. At least for the time being.
Her whimpers and cries of pleasure spur me on, driving my hips hard between her thighs. Her eyes are half lidded as she watches me pounding into her. My cock thickening inside her as my climax builds. I will not come until she does, until my knotis locked inside her tight pussy milking me for every last drop of my cum. I want it to seep out of her and coat her thighs.
Tess’s walls tighten around me and her breathing hitches. I can feel her body quake then shatter around me as she screams out her orgasm, coating my cock in her juices. Fuck I love that my cock is going to smell like her for the rest of my life.
I thrust faster, forcing her orgasm to stretch and send aftershocks through her body. My own about to burst from me. With one final hard thrust I force my knot inside her. As soon as I feel her heat completely surrounding me I let go, releasing all control. My orgasm ripping free, coiling up my cock and shooting deep inside Tess. I roar out my release as I pump gushing spurts of hot cum inside her pussy, coating every inch of her. It goes on for longer than ever before. My swollen balls tightening and continuing to fill her to bursting. I’m still twitching with my climax when I feel a small trickle of cum leek from between us.
I purr in satisfied contentment. My mate is thoroughly pleasured and panting beneath me, filled to the max with my cum. My beast couldn’t be happier.
I press a soft kiss to her sweat slicked throat. I would have loved to bite her here, but not tonight. I have no doubt in my mind I will one day. And hopefully one day soon.
“Holy shit,” Tess mumbles into my neck as she nuzzles in close. She knows by now that will my knot inside her we’re not going anywhere any time soon.
“Holy shit indeed,” I agree.
Wrapping an arm around her waist I roll us so she’s laying sprawled out on top of me, my cock still firmly seeded between her thighs. She spreads said thighs wider, allowing herself to relax and sink down flush against my groin. I groan as it puts pressure against my knot and easily triggers another orgasm. Itense and lift my hips to press into hers as my cock pulses again inside her, causing more cum to leak from between us.
“Uuuh, fuck. Red. You’re going to have to lay very still. I’m extra sensitive tonight.”
She shudders and sighs happily, resting her cheek on my chest, breathing heavily. That’s when I realize, not only did I come again, so did she. She’s just as sensitive as I am right now. A devious smile spreads across my lips. A moment ago I told her to lay still, but now I have other plans.
Chapter 38: Tess
Six. That’s how many orgasms Ryder forces from me before his knot finally slips free from my aching pussy. Gushing amounts of sticky cum leak from between my legs and I’m too well fucked and sated to care right now. I laid sprawled across Ryder’s chest half asleep and completely unable to move, my skin sticky with sweat. Ryder’s lips press lazy kisses along my throat, his tongue licking at the salty skin. Even after everything we’ve done the touch sends currents of want and desire through my body.
I have very little desire to have sex again, but there’s something about his lips and tongue tracing paths up the column of my neck. When he nips gently with his teeth, I hum at the pleasant sensation. He seems to have a fascination with that particular spot, and I seem to reciprocate the feeling. Small goosebumps appearing on my heated flesh as he continues his lazy exploration and concurring of me.
The moon above has completely shifted to red above us as I force my eyes open to get a better look. I’ve never seen such a sight before. Through a break in the trees, I can perfectly see the tinted full moon. Clear skies open and welcoming to the red glowing orb. Everything the light touches is bathed in red. The leaves and grass, our skin. I imagine if a person were to actuallysee red, this is what it would look like. It’s much prettier than I expected.
“So, what happens now? We sleep out here like wild animals and bath in a stream, eating berries?”
Ryder chuckles and his whole chest shakes beneath me. I’m a limp noodle on his broad body, my fingers brushing through his chest hair that tickles my cheek.
“Not even close. Now we go back to the house, eat and drink and when I’m eventually forced by one of my family, socialize.”
“You’re not big on group gatherings I take it?”
“Not really.” He quiets for a moment before speaking again, this time more softly. “It’s something I should work on. It began because of my belief that others were safer if separated from me. You’ve managed to convince me, I may have been wrong.”
I scoff and manage to force my head to lift and press my chin to his bare chest, looking up at him as he stares up at the blood moon above. Those silver eyes of his still glimmering in the red light like beacons, our scents mingled and mixed all around us.
“Don’t become all social on my behalf. I’m more of a solitary individual myself. Though perhaps I became that way through necessity as well.”
