Page 49 of Wild Cub

I feelso full. If he doesn’t start moving soon, I might actually lose it. He doesn’t take the hint, though, and bends down to kiss me, slipping his tongue between my lips to take control.

As much as I love kissing him, I buck against him, needing more friction.

“I got you, Little Cub.” He slides in and out slowly, waiting until I squirm to pick up speed. He’s angling his hips just right, so that he’s teasing my clit with each thrust. I let out a moan that’s quickly silenced by his mouth. I can feel myself tighten around him, spasming the closer I get to the edge.

He looks down and groans at the sight. “So tight. You feel like a dream. Look at you, taking me so nicely.”

Without warning, he lifts my legs together, flipping them to one side. Suddenly, he feels deeper, bigger,more. The sensation of him floods my veins. I feel myself clenching, almost painfully, ready to explode. I feel the smacking of his balls with every movement, and he drives into me faster, like he’s devouring me, like I’m his.

“You gonna come for me, darlin’?” He slams harder, tears running down my cheek. If his unrelenting pace is punishment for my sins, I’ll just sin more.

“Please,” I let out on my way to seeing stars.

“Please what, Teresa?” He grins wickedly.

“Make me come, please Alexander,” I scream out. I’m a mess with every movement he makes.

Suddenly, he flips me onto my knees, my ass in the air. I know I won’t last long like this, and I have a feeling he knows that. He slows down his rhythm, drawing out the moment, seizing control.

I groan as I clutch my hair in frustration. “Wait, no. I was so close.” I’m practically sobbing at this point.

He runs his hand across my backside, his featherlight touches stirring back the excitement. “I know you were, darlin’. I’ve dreamt about this, your sweet cunt taking me, driving you wild for my cock.” I press back into him, begging for more, and am rewarded with a stinging smack to my ass.

“Greedy, aren’t you? I want to hear you say something, and then I’ll let you come.” He picks up the pace, adding his hand to my clit, rubbing in slow, torturous circles.

Breathless I say, “What? Please.”

He hums. “I like you begging. You were already mine in the woods, but I need to hear you say it.”

I shake my head, which earns me another smack.

“Stubborn woman.”Smack. His hand rubs my clit in daunting circles and matches the rhythm of his dick driving into me, the heat blooming on my ass only adding to the pleasure.

“Say it.” The build is coming again, and my soul is feeling the fire.

“Alexander,” I whimper out, beginning to feel every fiber waiting to explode in bliss.

He wants me. In this moment, he chooses me. He wants me to let go, to be his. I have to put my faith in love.

“I’m yours, Alexander.Please.” I’m basically crying from frustration at this point. I’m his. It took me time to see that but I am.

“With pleasure.” He smacks my ass and grips my hair as leverage, adding a bit of pain to the pleasure.

He thrusts a few more times before I’m seeing stars and riding out my orgasm. Alexander continues to slam into me until his dick twitches in release, filling me with his cum. I’m a puddle of sweat and euphoria. He slumps over me, placing small kisses on my shoulder. After a moment, he pulls out, his cum leaking out of my pussy. I twitch as he cleans me with a warm cloth. I’ve never experienced such tenderness and care. I can feel my walls coming down. It’s been a long time since I’ve let myself feel these things. I can’t help but smile. Slowly, this man is changing my thoughts of happily ever after.

Alexander slithers back to bed, pulling me into his chest from behind, kissing the back of my neck. I let out a sigh and mumble something incoherent.

“I never noticed this.” He trails his finger between the bottom of my neck and the top of my back.

“What’s that?” I nestle back to him.

“Your tattoo. The only one you have.” He kisses my tattoo, a bear paw with a mountain scene in the paw.

“It’s for my granddaddy. Our last name means bear in a bunch of languages. He died of cancer when I was young. He was one of the most important people in my life, and I miss him dearly.” I’m word-vomiting now, letting it all hang out. He holds me tighter, his body saying everything he doesn’t have to say.

I nuzzle into his chest, feeling his heartbeat in his chest. “I’m serious, you know. Until our roads end. You are mine.”

“I could get used to hearing that.” He kisses the top of my hear and sleep finds me easily, with Alexander wrapping me in his arms. For once, my mind is quiet and the world around me has given in. Slowly, the bricks start to come down.

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