16 - the love
I ran my hands over her hair, down her back, over the swell of her ass, until I was able to grip under her thighs and easily lift her into my arms. She wrapped her hands around my shoulders and held me tightly. I smirked down at her and sighed, "Are you ready?"
The smile that erupted across her face was the biggest and brightest one I had ever seen. "More than ready, Paul. I'm so ready."
I carried Chloe to the bedroom, forgoing drying off and loving how slick she felt in my arms. I placed her gently in the center of the bed and watched her face as I lowered my mouth between her thighs. I looked for any sort of a sign that I should stop. She shifted a little, reaching behind her to prop her head up with a pillow. Her wet hair splayed all around her beautiful face and her chest heaved with anticipation. She wanted to watch me.
Fuck, that is hot.
I smoothed my flattened palm over her stomach as the other hand nudged her thighs open as far as they could go. My fingers drifted up to pluck and pinch a nipple while pressing open mouth kisses to her inner thighs. He back arched in the most sexy way, forcing her sex closer to my mouth. I didn't have the patience to play games.
I had to taste her now.
"Oh, Paul...fuck," she cried out when I dove in without warning. I lapped at her clit expertly while pushing a finger inside. I couldn't control the moan that poured from my lips when I felt how tight and wet she was for me. My moaning caused a vibration that pulsed through her wet warmth. Chloe brought both hands to the top of her own thighs and squeezed harshly.
I lifted my head and waited until she made eye contact. "Pull my hair," I ordered.
She blinked quickly and sucked in a deep breath. When she refused my request, I pulled her hands to the top of my head, guiding her to do what I wanted. "Pull it, dammit."
Her fingers carded through my hair, then raking over my scalp. When she finally began tugging, I gave in and began pressing in another finger.
"Please?" she begged before I brought my tongue back to where she needed me to be.
"Oh that's it, baby. Fuck...right there," she panted as I found just the right spot and refused to let up until her whole body was seizing.
Her hair pulling should have been painful but all it did was spur me on. Like that day she pulled my hair while I sat on the counter, my whole body tingled from the pleasure and pain. Her orgasm flooded us both and I did everything I could to lap up every drop. So sweet, so wet, writhing under my mouth so fucking hard, it was all I could do to hold her down.
When I continued my assault on her clit, she squealed and wiggled out from under my grasp. "Please, stop! Oh, Paul...I can't take any more," Chloe gasped breathlessly.
I chuckled as I rocked back on my heels, drinking in the sight of her. Her nipples were rock hard, her chest flushed, lips tinged pink from biting down on them, her eyes squeezed so tightly shut as her mouth struggled to take in each breath. Just gorgeous.
I leaned forward, using my arms to hover above her. I wanted to push into her, fill her, rock her body so hard, but I couldn't. She was still coming down from her high.
"Is it always going to be like this?" she panted.
"Like what?"
Chloe blew out a quick breath before grinning up at me. "Is it supposed to get better and better each time?" she sighed innocently.
I shifted my body to lie beside her, immediately pulling her to my chest and holding her tightly. Never in my life had anyone made me feel like a sex god like this girl just had. "It's only gonna get better from here, Sugar."
I smiled when she curled into me, snaking her hand across my stomach and then moving lower. My whole body tensed in anticipation. I pushed my head back further into the pillow when her smooth fingers gripped me tightly. "You're wet," she breathed as her thumb swept over the head and she collected the moisture as it dripped from the tip.
I panted when she ran her thumb down my shaft, spreading the silky wetness all over it. She began to pump me slowly, driving me mad with need. "I need to get you wetter," she whispered before shifting around on all fours and taking me into her mouth.
Fuck.
Chloe's dirty mouth and the fact that her ass was close enough for me to grab, had me all kinds of turned on. I had to distract myself or this would be over way too quickly. I slid a hand into her hair, not pushing on her head. I think that's a dick move. I didn't have enough control left in me not to hurt her.
My other hand drifted up her arm, across her back and over her ass. I smoothed my fingers over her baby soft skin until I felt the wetness between her legs. I skimmed over her lips with my fingers from behind. She moaned against my cock and spread her legs a little wider.
That's what I like right there. Damn.
I loved how her breasts were pressed against my stomach, her hand tightly gripping my hip as she knelt over me, with that perfect ass of hers high in the air. She pulled away when I slid two fingers inside her and immediately found her spot.
"Paul," she whimpered with her lips still kissing the head of my cock.
I kept sliding my fingers in and out, loving how hot and slick she felt under my touch. She gripped me again, stroking me at the same pace I was fingering her. I wanted to bring her to climax one more time before entering her, but I was about to come from just a hand job. Fuck that.
I brought my other hand between her legs, my middle finger searching out her most sensitive spot. Her back arched so perfectly when I began circling her clit. "Paul…" she whimpered.
Chloe squeezed my thighs with both hands, as I distracted her with my fingers. Her body was shaking, stiffening from the sensations my fingers were bringing to her. She called my name repeatedly when she climaxed and I couldn't stop smiling. "That's right, Sugar," I called out to her as she collapsed across my stomach.
I withdrew my fingers, opting to use my hands to smooth up and over her ass instead. She was gasping again, still convulsing a little as she rode out her orgasm.
I, on the other hand, was eager as fuck for my turn.
My body vibrated with need when she raised her pretty head and gazed up at me with her heavy-lidded eyes. Her hair was a tangled mess and her mouth was still parted, still trying to slow down her breathing.
"There is no way you're real," she sighed before shifting around to lie half on top of me.
When Chloe buried her face in my neck and breathed deeply, I chuckled. "If you keep complimenting me like that, my head won't fit through the door, Sugar."
She smoothed her hand up and down my stomach and chuckled back at me. "I'm being honest."
I reached for her chin, tipping her head up so I could see her eyes. "Anything I do for you, is worth it. I love how you react to my touch."
She blinked up at me quickly. "But I haven't done anything for you yet. Let me finish what I started…" she began before turning away from me.
I pulled her petite body on top of me fully, gripping her tiny waist in my hands. "Just kiss me right now," I breathed before pressing my lips to hers.
Chloe opened her mouth to me, teasing my tongue with hers. She buried her fingers in my hair and began wiggling down my body until she had me positioned just outside her wet warmth. With one hand, she gripped the length of me, the other pushed off my chest. She stared into my eyes as she sunk down slowly.
I held her waist tightly and willed myself not to rush it. Her face contorted pleasurably as I filled her. "Fuck, you're so tight," I moaned softly.
She squeezed her eyes shut and a slow smile spread across her face. Her head dropped forward, sending honey blonde waves over her eyes. I pushed her hair aside and held her face in my hands. Her hips began rolling forward, thrusting our pelvises together. Low, throaty moans began pouring from her lips.
I pulled her mouth to mine, drinking in the heavenly sounds she was making. She was moving slowly, grinding hard against me, but it was making me crazy. I needed more.
I let one hand slide down her back, over her ass until I could grab a handful and squeeze tightly. Chloe gasped into my mouth and I smiled against hers. I wanted to thrust up into her, wield my power over her in this bed. But when she arched her back and tore her mouth away from mine, I saw her face. I could see how her eyes were screwed shut and her teeth were penetrating her lower lip painfully.
I could feel how close she was. I gripped her ass with both hands and ground my hips tightly against her in a circle. She gasped at the sensation, so I moved quicker, giving her more friction and loving the smile on her face as she made the climb.
"Oh, Paul," she panted. "I'm so close."
A little faster I moved underneath her, pressing my fingers deeper into the fleshiest part of her backside. I began thrusting up into her a little, still maintaining the friction until she threw her head back and called my name repeatedly. I watched in rapt fascination as she shuddered repeatedly, finally falling onto me in a breathless heap. Her walls were squeezing me so tightly as the waves of her orgasm pulsed through her.
I could feel it all. In that moment I was eternally thankful that we had discussed the fact that she was on birth control and I hadn't been with anyone in over six months. Both of us had tested clean recently and I was thankful, because in the back of my mind, I knew my father was probably cheating on Chloe. The bastard. He obviously wasn't keeping her satisfied in the least. But for that, I was also thankful. Chloe responded to me in a way that made me feel like I could conquer the world. Well, me and my dick could.
I cradled her body in my arms, still buried deep inside and harder than I've ever been in my life. I ran my hands all over her, touching every inch of skin I could reach from this position. She kept kissing my neck, squeezing my shoulders and breathing heavily until the quaking subsided.
I rolled us over quickly, effectively pinning her under me, never losing our connection. She gasped as she stared up at me. I expected her to tell me she was too tired. Shit, she already had three huge Os under her belt and now I was ready to get mine.
I moved slowly, sliding in and out with incredible self-control. I held back from doing what I really wanted. Chloe cocked her head at me, blinking those gorgeous chocolate colored eyes up at me from behind her thick lashes. "You don't have to be gentle, Paul," she cooed. "I can feel you holding back. You don't need to...not with me."
Well, fuck.
In the sweetest way possible, she was giving me permission to pound her. Wow. Just too good to be true.
I began thrusting just a little bit faster. My wolf was getting happier. I was afraid to lose control. I felt as though Chloe was already slipping away from me. Especially when we had no idea what tomorrow would bring. I squeezed my eyes shut and willed my mind not to go there. We had tonight. It might be the only one we would ever have so I had to do this right.
"Come back to me, Paul," Chloe murmured when I got lost in my thoughts.
I felt her fingers caressing my face, swiping away a lone tear I hadn't realized was there. I pressed my forehead to hers, suddenly feeling so guilty for wanting her this much. I should be comforting her, talking to her through tomorrow and making sure she's ready for whatever comes.
If only I was.
It was as if Chloe could feel me pulling away from her emotionally. I gasped when I felt her nails drag down my back. That fire in me was reignited when I opened my eyes and saw the lust in hers. "Take me, Paul. Make me yours. I don't wanna think about anything else right now."
My Sugar instinctively knew what I needed and how my fears were holding me back. I pulled her hands from my back and held them tightly to the pillow above her head with one hand. My other arm braced me above her, hovering over her as my thrusts sped up. I groaned when Chloe tipped her hips up and wrapped her legs around my waist. I was going deeper, nearly drowning in how wet she was. Fuck.
I felt my control slipping as she writhed beneath me. Faster I moved until every frenzied stroke had me on the edge of losing control. She felt so good underneath me, her face flushing with excitement, her breasts bouncing with each stroke. Her eyes were wide now as she watched me ascend. "Harder," she ordered. "It feels so good."
Chloe never took her eyes off of me as I hammered in those last thrusts and tumbled over the edge, climaxing deep inside her. My whole body shook so hard and I struggled not to let my full weight fall down onto her. I was shocked when she pulled me close and held me tightly against her slick body.
She kissed me all over my face and neck, rubbing her hands up and down my back. I felt all the tension melt away as my post orgasm bliss took hold. Holy shit.
I kissed my way up her chest, to her neck and under her ear. "Fuck, that was amazing," I gushed, somehow needing to verbalize how much I had enjoyed myself. Although I had hoped she knew.
I heard Chloe whispering quietly, too quiet even for my super sensitive hearing. I raised my head and sought out her sweet mouth. "Say it again," I mumbled after kissing her softly.
She smoothed her hands down my face and smiled shyly. "I love you, Paul. I love you so much."
My heart was bursting with pride. She really loved me.
…..
Hours later, we were back in bed. Hunger had forced us out of it earlier. We ate the roast and potatoes Chloe had started in the crockpot this morning. Everything was delicious and the bottle of wine we shared during our meal had Chloe giggling and happy as we snuggled under the blankets.
"Does wine always make you act this way?" I laughed as I pulled her back tightly to my chest.
"Like what?" she scoffed.
"Sensitive?" I inquired as my hand skimmed up her side and she squirmed in response.
"Are you asking me if I'm horny?" she demanded playfully as her hand reached back and slid into my hair.
My hands moved to her breasts and I laughed at how playful she was. "Are you?" I whispered huskily and directly into her ear.
She gasped out a yes as I palmed her breasts with both hands and plucked her nipples gently between my fingers. Her back arched, pressing her ass into my reawakened cock. "Are you sure you're ready for more?"
She nodded quickly, using the hand on my head to pull my hair roughly. That was all I needed to fully harden and take her from behind. I skimmed my hand back down her side, landing on her hip and digging in as I entered her. She felt amazing.
I never wanted to stop feeling her this way. I never wanted to get dressed again or leave this cabin. It had become our own little protective love bubble and I couldn't face a world that didn't have my Sugar in it.
In such a short amount of time, Chloe had become my whole world and the thought of losing her had me gasping for air. I needed her. My wolf needed her.
I brushed my lips along her shoulder, over the curve as I continued thrusting. She pulled my hand from her hip and pushed it between her legs. While pumping into her from behind, my fingers found her clit waiting and her whole body begging for release. I moved faster as I rubbed her harder, needing her to come with me.
When her body began to shake and she called out to me, I moved my mouth up higher to where her shoulder met her neck. She cried out when my release shattered through me and my teeth bit into her skin.
Shit.
I marked her.
I cursed my wolf for taking control but I knew it was me. I felt so threatened by the unknown of tomorrow that I took control in the only way I knew how. I marked my imprint so the world would know she was mine. I didn't ask her first and we never discussed it.
I pulled back a little and licked the mark I had left behind. It bled a little, but my saliva was already doing its magic and helping it heal.
"I'm sorry."
Chloe reached back to run her fingers over the mark, flinching when she realized how sensitive it was. "You bit me," she accused.
I turned her body toward mine and grimaced when I saw the look on her face. Her brow was furrowed and she looked so confused. "I know I shouldn't have…"
"It's okay, Paul," she began, holding my face in her hands. "I was just surprised."
Unbelievable. This girl is just too perfect.
"That mark won't ever go away," I admitted sheepishly.
"Why?"
"It's a symbol."
She blinked up at me in confusion. "Symbol for what?"
I sighed a deep breath and swallowed thickly. "It means you're mine forever."
Chloe cast her gaze down to my chest before looking me in the eyes once more.
"Can I leave one on you too?" she asked innocently.
I chuckled as I gathered her tightly in my arms. "That would be amazing, Sugar. I would love it."
"And I love you," she whispered against my chest.
I could feel my heart restricting.
I had my mate. After all these years, I found her, she accepted me and now I had marked her as mine.
Now I just had to keep her out of prison.
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A/N: mated and marked! Next chapter we will find out Chloe's fate!
