Chapter Thirty Eight

CHRIS

"I want you in me now." She said breathlessly. I looked into those beautiful green eyes and I could see an animal hungry there.

"Are you sure about this?" I asked, I wanted the same thing but this was the first time I had seen her this way before. She was in her heat period and I could tell from her sweet scent. The smell of my gave me a rut, I wanted to possess her this instant, I wanted to make her mine forever but I had to be sure that she wanted the same thing.

"Hurry," she commanded.

I was so excited as I ditched my clothes. At this point my cock was solidly doing my thinking for me, and this was the only breath my brain could get into the conversation.

I hastily moved back to my bed and looked down on the goddess, now sans shirt, laying across my covers. She bit her lower lip and spread her legs for me, and I glided between them feeling like a conquering hero.

I kissed her passionately as our bodies met. In the back of my mind, I thought about the fact that she had just swallowed my cum, but then again, my face was covered in her juices and she didn't seem to care. Fuck it, I thought, this is between me and her, and if she doesn't care and it brings us both pleasure no one can judge me.

My cock was nestled against her tight opening, and I had the vague wonder that I somehow instinctively knew how to get to her without looking... I could feel my opening thrust beginning, a long deep thrust to spear into the heart of her hot, wet, tightness.

Her hand was suddenly against my chest. Pushing me away. No! I screamed to myself in agony, I can't stop! And then my eyes met hers.

"Go slow please." Again, that nervous lip bit was filling me with a mind-numbing rage to thrust and bite, to spend myself with her. I found her so goddamn sexy with that nervous bite to her lip. "I've never had anyone there before." She whispered.

My heart melted. I could feel something break in me, like a piece of ice crashing from the side of a glacier and into the calm waters below. My eyes kept locked tight with hers as I slowly slide myself inside her. Oh fuck, it felt so fucking good! The wolf inside me growled in rage as it told me to thrust myself into her until I was sated, but her eyes kept me locked at the moment. She and I were sharing something sacred, and the calm rational man inside me came quietly to the forefront of my mind, calmly pushing the animal back down. In that moment I caught sight of myself as the man I could be, and it was an image that I wanted in a way that was even more intoxicating than what I was feeling physically.

I had just got the head of myself inside her when I felt the resistance of her cherry. No wonder I thought wildly of the resistance I had felt upon slipping my finger into her earlier in the day.

I felt my fangs pulling out as I buried them into her neck, a soft moan mixed with pain and passion escaped her throat. I had just marked her as my mate and I felt a sense of satisfaction well up in me.

I pushed gently against her, slowly increasing the pressure of my hips against hers. She parted with a feeling like moist paper tearing. Her eyes closed in pain for a brief second, and I pulled her close into me and kissed her with the deepest passion I could summon. In that moment I willed every ounce of the affection I felt for her, and every bit of strength I had within myself to her.

Soon our hips met, the full length of me now inside her. My mouth was still hot upon hers, and I was terrified that I was hurting her. My cock was pulsing in pleasure and my every instinct was screaming to thrust, but the calmness in my head forced that all back. Instead, I enjoyed the feeling of being fully engulfed inside of her, enjoying every inch of her burning wetness.

I kissed her until she started to squirm her hips beneath mine. She was ready now. I began to slowly push and pull my way in and out of her. Our mingled sighs were stifled by the burning hot kiss we shared. We moved together, her legs wrapped thighs around me, her hands rubbing the muscles of my neck and shoulders.

I'd like to say that I lasted for hours, but minutes are the reality. I pulled my kiss away from her and looked deep into her face. Her eyes were closed, her breath coming in ragged, puffing breaths. I could feel her nipples like tiny diamonds against my chest. She was as close as I was, maybe a little bit further away. I thought wildly that I couldn't wait, I needed to cum now. For the final time that night, the calmness swept over me. I resolved to hold myself in check.

I pumped slowly in and out of her, watching and growing more excited as each of my thrusts brought her closer to climax. Suddenly her eyes snapped open, meeting mine in a locking soul gaze, every muscle in her body went suddenly stiff. Her pussy clamped down on me like it had been molded to my shaft. She broke first, her head snapping up, her eyes crashing closed, her cry as if someone had touched a branding iron to her skin. The excitement of her orgasm pushed me over the edge.

My orgasm was stronger than anything I had ever met before. No amount of jerking off could prepare me for the pleasure she gave me. I could contain the beast no longer. I hammered my hips against hers with every ounce of strength I had. I cried in agony the feeling was so intense. She bucked insanely beneath me, her body rising to contour itself against mine, her nails biting into the flesh of my back. She raked against me and the beast howled in victory at the pleasure I gave her.

Finally spent, I collapsed against her, quiet and still... She wrapped her arms around me, and me around her, our hearts pounding, not in rhythm, but strong enough to feel through each other's flesh. My body gave one last shuddering thrust as our eyes met, and I swept in to kiss her once again.