He tasted wild and exotic, with a spicy tang that she could honestly say was incomparable. Sara had moaned when his tongue had licked across her lips, demanding entry into her mouth. And then she had felt his dick against her knees.
A shiver had danced down her spine and she had settled back on his lap, the water lapping at her gently.
"Sara obey Wolf?" he purred at her, his chest rumbling beneath her hands, his claws flexing against her ass.
She blushed and hadn't hesitated to agree. And then he had growled 'good girl' at her and all was lost. A warm heat pooled in her belly as he rubbed his cock against her core. She spread her legs wider, wanting a more intimate contact. That's not what happened.
Wolf surprised her by suddenly lifting her up and out of the tub. He had barely deposited her on the floor before he was out and had unlatched the chain from the wall. She had seriously thought for a moment he was going to drag her by the chain but then he walked back towards her, his green dick standing straight. If he had a navel, it would be touching it.
She gasped when he picked her up and walked her back to his room, disregarding armour and clothes. He barely jostled her as he sat on the bed, his knees parted. He gently lowered her until she sat across his lap. She was about to snuggle into his chest when he forced her to stand in front of him.
A frown marred her brow, and A wave of embarrassment crawled down her spine. Her arms lifted to shield her breasts but she prevented herself, just barely. He would not like that… her thoughts were interrupted when he swung her around a hundred and eighty degrees so that her back was to him and she was facing the bathroom door. What…?
Her muscles clenched in surprise, her ass especially as he feathered his claw down her skin causing goosebumps to form. She relaxed, her eyes practically rolling into the back of her head as his musk enveloped her. She snapped out of it when he growled at her, "Grab your ankles, female."
Her head snapped back over her shoulder to stare down at him with wide, horrified eyes. "What…?" She whispered, the blood draining from her face. Gold, amber eyes flashed to hers, freezing her blood in their intensity. He was unmoving, unblinking in his stillness. Her heart skipped a beat and then went into overdrive. "I'm s-sorry," she quickly apologized and then licked her dry lips, "Did you just tell me to grab ," her voice dropped in tone on that word as she forced it out, "my-my-my ankles?"
"Sei-i," he answered, his mandibles clicking deliberately, "Bend over." She hadn't misheard him. She swayed as the blood rushed back to her head and heat engulfed her face. Oh god… "Spread your legs, Sara," he growled slowly, "Allow Wolf to smell you."
She was dying a little inside in mortification. Her first visual was that he was going to bury his face in her ass and sniff her almost made her faint. Her hands were shaking uncontrollably as they started descending down her body. She bent forward a little and clenched her eyes closed.
She stretched her fingers and died a little more on the inside as she realized to grab her ankles she would be presenting her butt to him, and with the way her legs were spread, he would see it all. And she was wet… oh god… she grit her teeth as she fought the tears of humiliation threatening to spill. She had promised to obey. She was not doing this of her own free will. Her body's reaction could be explained a number of different ways…
"You try my patience, Female," his gravelly voice vibrated across her skin, he'd come closer. She had felt his hot breath against her butt cheek. Her muscles clenched automatically knowing he was right there. She whimpered without realizing as she finally grabbed her ankles. She had kept her knees straight because she had assumed this is what he had meant. She wanted to die…
There was no stopping the choked scream that escaped her throat when he snarled viciously and buried his face into her vagina. She sobbed as he inhaled her deeply, rubbing her arousal against his mandibles, his eyes, crest and dreads. He then growled in satisfaction as he leaned away from her. Both his large hands grabbed at her ass, parting the globes, exposing her anus to him.
His clawed thumbs rubbed at her outer lips, massaging them gently before he spread them apart, opening her completely to his gaze. Her mouth snapped shut, her teeth clicking together. This was not happening to her. She tried to recite a prayer, to focus her attention anywhere but on his hands. She didn't want to know what he was looking at despite knowing. It might have worked… if his long tongue had not suddenly plunged into her depths.
Her back arched and a surprised moan of ecstasy burst from her lips. He growled in response, his tongue swirled before it slithered out to dance around her clit. Her muscles tensed and her eyes opened in shock as pleasure of the likes she has never known exploded from her core. Her vision turned white and her body shook.
That torturous tongue returned to her core, twirling down her channel deeply. He was drinking her, and this caused an orgasm that almost floored her. He moved so that he was kneeling on the ground and his hands were leaning her back against him, against his face. And then he purred .
Sara arched and screamed. Her hands let go of her ankles and she would have fallen on her face had he not suddenly leaned back. His shoulders hit the side of the bed and he pushed them up the bed, mind you, this was with her sitting on his face, her body sprawled across his front. She was folded in half, for all of a minute before he re-arranged them.
He placed her on her back and was immediately over her. Wolf had parted her legs around his wide waist and caging her in completely with his bulk. There was no escape for her. He growled, a series of clicks and chirps interceded it. His dreads surrounded their heads, creating a curtain of intimacy. His hips pushed forward, his cock slid along her slit causing her to squeak.
His chest vibrated as he did it again and she squeaked again. Her thighs tightened around his waist. He growled and slowly reached between their bodies. She felt his shaft push against her entrance. Her breath caught as he guided two inches in, fucking her with just the tip of his dick.
Sara arched her back beneath him and drove another inch inside her. She whimpered when he suddenly stopped. Her hands clawed at his shoulders. "Don't stop…" she begged.
He purred, his mandibles parting, and his mouth opening. His long tongue slid up her throat and across her lips. She gasped as it slid between her teeth and danced with her tongue. Her eyes closed and she arched beneath him again. It was a long moment before he started fucking her again, using just three inches to reduce her to a climactic mess. Her body was covered in a sheen of sweat that made her glisten.
Wolf gave her no quarter as his hips pumped through her orgasm, driving in another inch. She was clutching him hard, her thighs shaking around him. "Wolf…" she moaned. He growled and he abruptly buried deep inside her without warning causing Sara to shriek in surprise. He froze over her, his entire body stilling. She arched below him again, trying to ease the sudden feeling of fullness. He'd sent the breath crashing out of her body.
He chirped at her before his gravelled voice almost snarled, "Do. Not. Move." Each word was enunciated savagely. Sara whimpered uncontrollably, not in fear but pleasure as his entire body vibrated, sending waves crashing into her core.
"Oh God!" She moaned, her legs widening beneath him, "I'm cumming!" She screamed, her hands clawing into his skin.
He growled abruptly and wrenched himself from her grip. A sense of déjà vu prodded at her mind as he knelt between her legs panting like a dog in the summer heat. Sara remained exactly where she was. On her back.
Lesson learned.