Chapter 41 : Burn for Me

Xavier

He slowly picked her up, forcing her to walk backwards. His hold on her kept her from stumbling. His hands gripped her shoulders, clutching the fabric in his hands as her back hit the tree trunk and she gasped, unknowingly allowing him into her mouth. He dominated the kiss, quickly mastering her mouth, all her senses, and all she could do was hold on to him.

She felt a hand go to her hip and another slide down her cheek, down to her jaw to scrape its nails gently against her neck, making her shiver with pleasure, a small moan escaping her lips to be caught by his mouth. He devoured her and she let him. She felt him move closer, his chest pressed against hers, making her breasts ache and full.

She gasped at the intimate contact, burning as the hand on her neck caressed her collarbone before sliding down through her clothing to her chest. Her nipples hardened instantly in his palms as he moved his hands in rough motions over her breasts, stimulating her nipples. She kissed him back, her blood boiling.

Xavier had been angry when he started the kiss, but now he was mesmerized by the girl's softness. She felt delicious and her full breasts felt soft under his hands. He had to touch her, to feel her skin. He untied the straps, letting them fall to the floor and forgetting about them as he slid his clawed hands under the two layers of clothing before he could cradle her bare breasts.

He felt her arch in his hands, exciting him, energizing him. He was so horny for her - yet restrained enough not to hurt her. He was careful with his sharp claws as he circled her areolas, her moans against his mouth turning him on. Xavier moved his mouth down her neck to lick and suck and bite as he pinched her nipples, making her cry out softly. He wanted her to make that sound over and over again.

He wanted to feel more, so he spread her dress wider, exposing her breasts to the night air, and lowered his head to suck on them like a puppy.

She cried out, her hands gripping his hair as she felt him suck on her swollen nipples before releasing them from his mouth with a 'pop'. His hands massaged her wet nipples as he feasted on the other. She gasped as pleasure flooded her senses. Her breasts tingled with such delicious pain that she almost wanted him to stop the torture, but she didn't, only needing more as her abdomen clenched and juices pooled between her thighs.

A clawed hand slipped between her clothes and grazed her thigh, tracing it and leaving goosebumps in its wake. Xavier bit her breast as his hand came to the top of her thigh, finding the curls there wet. He growled against her breast and leaned back to look at her face, seeing her face flushed and her eyes glazed with passion. It was a seductive sight to see such fire and passion in someone so small.

When Karen felt the fingers of a hand slip between her wet folds, she cried out from the pleasurable sensation but tried to pull away. "Stop it! What are you doing?" she panted as she squirmed against his hand, pushing against his arms and chest.

"You're so wet, Kar," he whispered lustfully, bringing his fingers from the center of her pussy to his lips. They dripped her hot juices as she watched him lick them clean, drinking them like fine wine.

Her lower body clenched and her breath caught at the sinful sight.

"The taste of you is like a sweet nectar," he told her in a deep, sexy voice.

She swallowed, not knowing how to handle the situation. Her body was on fire and she felt sick and empty.

Xavier watched her as he slid his finger into her womanhood once more, caressing her clit. She made a strangled sound and he forced her legs apart as he pressed his knee between her sweet thighs, spreading them for exploration. She was so wet that his fingers were instantly coated with her feminine juices. He pressed his thumb to the tip of her private parts and she wiggled her hips helplessly on his hand.

He was sweating, his clothes itching on his sensitive parts. His cock was so hard he thought it would explode right there and then. He slid his finger into her tight, wet sheath while his thumb continued its circular motion at the tip, making Karen scream and wrap her arms around his neck, thrusting her hips into his hand, impaling herself.

He added a second finger, groaning as her muscles tightened around his finger, pumping her in a steady rhythm, mimicking what he wanted to do with his cock shaft. Her cries were audible in the clearing, and his eyes were fixed on her bouncing breasts as he continued to push his fingers deeper into her. He began to suck her again.

She felt immense pleasure for the first time and began to feel fear as her body was like climbing an invisible mountain until she was at the edge of a precipice, afraid to fall. She inhaled and tried to free herself from the devil's fingers and hot mouth.

"I can't..." She tried to tell him.

He leaned closer and growled in her ear, making her pulse jump. "Yes, you can. You can." It was an order, a decision she couldn't refuse.

She screamed as she fell, shattering into a thousand pieces as light flashed beneath her closed eyelids. She convulsed in his arms, her vagina twitching around his piercing fingers as she prolonged her orgasm. She sobbed out his name instead of Rylan's, and he smirked in satisfaction.

She was boneless in his arms while her body still burned, but he refused to hold her yet, and he lowered his forehead to hers, panting, and her arousal was deep in his nostrils, making it difficult to calm his raging heartbeat and breathe normally. They both breathlessly shared a breath.

She was tired and still weak from her injuries, and after she was freed, sleep tried to take her with it, but she fought it off as she looked up to meet his heated gaze, his eyes slightly red and fangs protruding from his mouth. Instead of frightening her, the sight of him turned her on. She was unable to speak as she stared at him helplessly.

She watched as he leaned in and kissed her gently, until her eyes glazed over, and then he forced the essence of his aura into her body - although, Karen feared, she was too tired to make the exchange. Fortunately, the bonding felt easier as the essence of her aura absorbed what he had to offer and took it into her body, just like the touch of his fingers.

When Xavier was done, she collapsed, needing to rest. She didn't notice that he had fixed her clothes and carried her, flying through the air over the tall trees, back to his pack house and put her to bed himself, telling Helga to keep an eye on her. Then he went to burn it himself, unfulfilled.

Helga knew from the scent that her Luna had just had sex with her Alpha, but she thought nothing of it and lay down to sleep, ready to be alert and awake if the girl needed her during the night.