Page 57 of Hungry Like a Wolf
“As I want to be inside you.” He ducked his head and kissed her sweet lips, tasting her desire and adoring her all the more for trusting him with her delicate, virginal body.
When he felt her relax a little around his cock, he curled his hips and took her another inch.
She moaned, but her kiss intensified and that told him she hadn’t hated his invasion. In fact, she’d enjoyed it.
A sudden, hot bluster of desire nearly had him plundering in, but he summoned willpower and started on a slow, gentle glide through her wetness. Her pussy fluttered around him and she canted her hips up to meet him.
A groan of longing rumbled from his chest. He reached downward, hooked his hand beneath her left thigh, and pulled her leg up to hug his hip. She opened up further and he rode deeper still.
“Ravn,” she gasped against his lips. “Oh…”
“I’m nearly in and you feel so good, I could believe I’m already in Valhalla.”
She moaned long and low.
He pushed in, to full depth, his balls pressing up against her. “Oh, fuck,” he murmured, studying her closely. “That’s it.”
She clutched his shoulders. “You’re in?” She gasped.
“Ja, I am inside you so fucking deep…so good.”
He rolled his hips over her, catching her sweet, little bud with his body.
Her mouth formed a perfect ‘o’ as she stared up at him with her breath trapped in her lungs.
“This is where the pleasure will start,” he said, rolling over her again, not his entire weight, just enough to stimulate her. “Can you feel it?”
She nodded and drew up her other leg so she was clasping his hips with her knees. She let out a great exhale of breath.
“And there is no rush,” he said, hoping his stamina was at full sail. “We have all night.”
“Am I doing it right?” she asked.
“My love, you are perfect.” He found her mouth and kissed her. With each stroke of his tongue, he ground onto her and drove deep.
Soon, their flesh was slick with sweat as they rode against each other and their breaths quickened.
His cock throbbed with longing. Never had he worked so hard to hold off. But this was special. Carmel was special. He wanted this to be perfect for her and that meant she had to climax this first time. Climax before him.
“Can you feel the wave of bliss coming?” he managed, his voice breathy and needy, even to his own ears.
“Aye…it’s right there. It’s like a storm inside me.” She ran her hands down his back and clasped his ass cheeks, her fingernails digging in.
The action was nearly his undoing. To feel her touching him like that, needing him, wanting him, was almost too much to bear.
“Let it take you,” he said, trembling as he held the majority of his weight above her. “Let it take you, feel it. I’ve got you. Fear nothing. I’ve got you.”
“I’m going to…oh…oh…Ravn.” She screwed up her eyes and pressed her head into the pillow. “Don’t stop.” The tendons in her neck strained and she gritted her teeth.
Then with an adorable squeal and a gasp, she pulsed beneath him and her back arched. Her pussy hugged his cock in a series of powerful waves. Ravn could contain himself no more and buried deep, allowing his seed to rush through his shaft. The moment of release was intense and perfect.
He buried his head in the warmth of her neck and let out a thick moan of pleasure. It seemed to go on and on. She matched him, taking him deeper, crushing against him as she pulled him closer.
“Oh, fuck,” he gasped, closing his eyes. Bright lights flashed behind his lids and he had a sense of losing himself in her, becoming her. They were as one.
“Oh! Oh!” she cried, dragging her fingers up his back and gripping his shoulders. “Ravn…is that supposed to happen?”
“Ja, every second of it.” He lifted his head. “It was good for you?”
