Page 58 of For the First Time
Oaks’s cracker scent spiked, the smell of honey, sweet and cloying in the air, surrounded us, nearly making my mouth water even as my beta senses managed to pick up his possessiveness.“You are part of pack Wilder, darlin.I thought you knew that.I thought this was enough.”He brought a hand to the collar of my shirt, pulling it down to show off Atlas’s bite.“Or this.”He wrapped a finger around the Wilder necklace, putting a slight tension on my throat.“Do you need more, darlin?Do you need my claim on you, too?”
My head was spinning.Was that allowed?Was that even possible?It was just a random day.A random hour.Atlas’s heat was nearly two weeks ago, Everett was back to work, and we were continuing to our normal.
I didn’t even know what day it was exactly.I needed to check my planner!
“Well?”he demanded.He nipped at my skin, just at my shoulder, making my eyes close at the pleasure that shot through me.“Do you want me to claim you?I’ve been dying to put my mark on you.To feel you when I’m away from you.To know that you’re irrevocably mine.”
This wasn’t what I’d expected for my day.“I made a three-themed sandwich for you.”The words weren’t an argument, just a statement for the normalcy of the day.
He chuckled.“I’m pretty sure I’ll be hungry after.Might even manage to work you up an appetite, hm, darlin?”
I nodded.More than just agreeing with his words.Agreeing to his claim.“Yes, please, Oaks.Bite me.Claim me.”
He bent down so quickly, the loss of his presence made me sway, before he wrapped his arms under my ass and threw me onto the spare bed.I stared at him as he undressed.He’d already taken his hat off, his pale blond hair had a slight bend to it where his hat had sat, making him look authentically beautiful.Since the summer heat was still clinging to the days, his shirt was short sleeved, the fabric breathable, even though he spent most of his time indoors.It still had a slight collar with a pin in the shape of a W for his pack.
I watched, with rapt attention, as his fingers undid his belt.It was the first layer, and my heart was already beating faster in my chest.His forearms, the veins on them, his fingers, how long and elegant they were, shouldn’t be so attractive.
My gaze was completely focused on the teeth of Oaks’s zipper as he carefully undid his slacks.His movements were slow and steady, like he was teasing me with his movements.Drawing out my anticipation.
With his slacks off, he grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his chest in an effortless swoop that was so sexy.Of course, it helped that he was suddenly bare chested.The light smattering of blond hair on his chest trailed down his stomach like a line pointing to the starting of a bulge in his boxers.
Without any hesitation, he pulled off his underwear.His dick was slightly hard, still dangling as he fisted it.“Strip.”
I wanted to touch him.I wanted him wild for me.
It was slightly awkward to undress while already on the bed, but I managed it.I had to undo the buttons individually on my blouse, the lightweight fabric falling open and off my shoulders.I had to wiggle to get my shorts off, the high waist of them making it difficult over my butt.Then we were both naked.Just staring at each other.
My legs were extended, just barely crossed, not quite hiding my core, but not showing off my most vulnerable spot either.
“I need you to get nice and wet for me, darlin.I won’t be able to go easy on you once I start and I need your body ready for me.All right?Now, spread those delicious thighs and I want to see you touch yourself.I need to see you dripping wet.”
It was hard to swallow.All the moisture in my body was already making its way to my core.Just from his words.
My legs slowly parted, and I lay back on the bed, letting my hands slowly find their way down my body and between my thighs.I dipped my finger inside, just testing my own self to see how wet I was.Not very.Even if I was aroused, my body’s natural lubrication was harder to come.Literally.
Lifting a finger to my mouth, I sucked on the digit, making it nice and wet before putting it back to my clit, starting to gently rub.My other hand roamed my body, nails lightly scratching my thighs, before I gentled my touch up my stomach and toward my breasts.
I hadn’t played with myself in so long, that my own touch almost felt strange.What did I do before my pack?Before their constant attention?Before their touches and kisses?
I traced the outline of Atlas’s bite, knowing where it was instinctively, pleasure coursing through my body at the slight contact.
I dipped my finger inside myself, finally feeling my wetness grow, and then I pulled it out, sucked two fingers in my mouth, and pushed them back in.
Oaks groaned, the sound adding fuel to my own growing arousal.“Keep going, darlin.I need you soaking for me.”
“You know I don’t get that wet.”
“I know no such thing.I’ve been inside that sweet pussy, I know exactly how hot and wet it can get for me.I want you to keep playing with yourself.”
I nodded, agreeing with his request.My legs were shamelessly spread, my knees bent and feet on the bed so my hips could buck and flinch against my own touch.Without any toys, I wasn’t sure if I could make myself come.Not without help.
“Please, Oaks.”I was not above begging.“I need you.I need more.”
“All right, come here, darlin.Come get my cock nice and wet for you.”
I scrambled onto all fours, crawling to the edge of the bed where Oaks was still fisting himself slowly.As soon as I reached for him, he tsked, stepping back.
“No, darlin.Keep touching yourself.That’s it, now stick out your tongue for me.”
